Harvesting The Witch Queen - Chapter 292: December

The time has finally come!

A new major character is finally making her entrance!

Chapter 292: December

December was the name of this witch.

Junk and everybody else had been summoned in her snowy domain and quite frankly, they were sitting ducks right about now and since December was right above them, she had the upper hand. Before they could do anything, a whirlwind of ice and snow was right for them and swallowed them all. Soon everyone was covered in ice and they were drowning in it. 

Blackness was the only thing he could see for a long time… 

He felt like he was drifting to sleep… 

When he regained any form of consciousness, Junk had been frozen in ice.

He had never felt this cold in forever.

The Minotaur was trapped inside a block of ice and while he couldn’t see too well since the ice was causing his vision to become quite blurry, he could still tell that he wasn’t at the gates of the castle like it was the case before.

Around him, beyond the ice walls surrounding him, the demon knight was able to determine that it was now inside the castle and no longer outside of it. 

That ice woman… Did she capture us? Junk suspected that this was the case and he was right to make this assumption because merely three seconds after he had made that claim, he was proven right as the ice woman appeared before him beyond the icy walls surrounding him. She was right there. 

As far as he could tell, she was the only one with him inside this room. He couldn’t see anyone else which made him wonder what could have possibly happened to September, April, and June. 

“Look at what we have here…” The Ice Queen finally said something. 

It’s a miracle I can hear her with that ice crystal I’m stuck inside… 

“... There he is—the Jack of all trades,” The Ice Queen called him.

The Jack of all trades? What is she talking about? Well, I do admit that I’m able to do a little bit of everything, but that’s pretty strange that she said that, Junk thought.  

“And now he’s a caged animal.”

Want me to show you an animal? He thought, wishing he could tell her this, but since he was still frozen in this ice crystal of hers, this was, unfortunately, something he couldn’t do.   

“That’s pretty amusing to see, but even I isn’t cruel enough to imprison beasts in cages for much longer than this,” the snow witch raised both arms in the air and with the help of a frozen-looking wand, she slowly forced the ice crystal to fade away from around him. The block of ice did not melt, but it vanished out of thin air. One second it was there and the other, it was not. It was as simple as that. Then, the next second, Junk had his first real upfront look at December, the frozen witch. 

December was a gorgeous woman who rivalled the beauty of all the other ladies that was part of the same coven as him. 

Her skin tone was of a glacial white colour. Her eyes were pale blue. Her long hair was dark brown with blue and white accents showing throughout her entire mane. 

In terms of erotic properties to her body, that witch had everything she needed. She had thick thighs, wide hips, a fine ass, and most important of all (in Junk’s personal opinion, anyway), her breasts were on-part with the rest of her body, as well. They were… Gigantic to put it simply… In terms of actual size compared to the wonderful women in the coven, that part was much tricker without direct bust comparison. But if he’d have to make a wild guess right this second, he’d have to say that December was quite impressive and that her tits were larger than both April and June’s, but slightly smaller than September’s, but once again, it was difficult for him to say right this second because he didn’t have any direct bust comparison, which would have been needed. But as he was able to tell a little earlier, December and he were the only ones present in that room.   

“WHERE ARE THEY?” Junk immediately shifted into his barbaric mode and shouted at her. His only goal was to find everybody as fast as possible and that was it, nothing else mattered.      

“Who? Your friends?” December asked him, visibly seeming quite curious that this was the first thing that he asked of her, but to him, it was clear what his current objective was. 

The Minotaur shook his head instead of answering her with words.

“They’re taking a little vacation,” her innocent expression on her face turned into a creeping gaze.

“Um. They’d never take a vacation in a frozen hellscape,” he pointed out to her mere seconds before he readied himself for combat and took his battle stance with his legs spread apart. The Minotaur knight was still cold, but he was no longer frozen and it was only a matter of time before his blood began circulating like normal and that he was fully back to his regular self.

“One second!” December placed her icy wand before her face, acting as some sort of shield between him and her. 

“What is it?” he growled at her.

“Wouldn’t you like to know why I brought you here?” she asked him.

So, that confirms that she’s the one who brought us all the way here… 

“Why did you do that?” his curiosity got the best of him, this time.  

“Because I desperately wanted to meet you. It was about time I did,” she explained to him.

Meet me? I'm at a loss. Doesn't she want to kill me? It doesn’t sound to be the case. 

“Meet me for what reason?” he went on to ask her. 

“This is such a useless question. You are the only one—you are the guardian of the Four Seasons. You might have been born during the Autumn, making you the Autumn guardian, but since no other guardians exist, that makes it so there’s only you and you alone. Everyone wants you—the four different seasons want you, including me…” Her voice turned more glacial and dominant as she finished what she had to say. She placed the palm of her hand over his chest and felt the warmth of his heart. Meanwhile, Junk felt her freezing coldness.

“What are you doing?”

“You should have come to me. You should have been with me instead.”

“You mean instead of September?” 

December slowly looked away.

“Come this way. There’s something I need to show you…”

December brought him to another room—the glacial throne room of her castle.

There, September, April, and June were held prisoners within three different ice pillars, frozen alive.