Marvel : I'm in Westview Town-Chapter 119 : Ten Months Completed

Finn sighed helplessly when he heard this. He could tell Wanda was teasing him. Other than mild surprise, he had no other thoughts about her behavior just now.

"You..."

The Dark Witch's eyes reddened, touched beyond words. She had never thought she would be accepted, and now, even the other "her" didn't seem to resent her presence.

Even if she knew she couldn't share Finn in that way, just being with him forever was more than she had ever dared to hope for.

Her original universe had been an endless void of solitude. Even if she wanted to return, she would simply remain there, suffering an eternity of isolation, crushed under the weight of silence and pain.

She had already imagined her future, a lonely journey with no destination.

But in that moment, Wanda's words shattered that notion completely.

Now, she wasn't alone. There were two others standing beside her. She wasn't the loneliest anymore.

"Don't be so pessimistic. Everything is moving in a good direction. Besides, if you want to go back alone, you know those people will never return. Why not stay and come with us instead?"

Finn spoke slowly, his voice steady.

Although he had agreed to her presence, this was still just a friendship. Nothing more.

"I see what you mean... but can I really stay?"

The Dark Witch's voice was soft, hesitant. She no longer carried the overwhelming presence of before. Instead, she seemed fragile, like a woman seeking shelter from the storm, desperate for the security of a stronghold.

"Then what do you think?"

Finn didn't answer directly but returned the question to her.

If he hadn't wanted her to stay, he wouldn't have invited her in the first place.

Why did she always overthink things?

"I don't know..."

The Dark Witch lowered her head, a flicker of hesitation crossing her eyes. After all, Finn and Wanda were together. Was she intruding where she didn't belong?

But then she recalled how they had fought side by side, the way they had smiled at each other, the moments of camaraderie that had seemed so effortless.

Maybe she wasn't so out of place after all.

Just as she was lost in thought, a hand suddenly rested on her shoulder. She looked up and saw a familiar face staring back at her—it was Wanda.

"If you don't stay, I'll just have to put you under me and make you taste what happened last time in the alley."

Wanda's voice carried a teasing edge, and her hands were already moving, creeping toward the Dark Witch like claws.

The Dark Witch glanced at her, then suddenly burst into laughter. "I should be the one saying that."

"Well, it's my turn to say it now."

Wanda grinned wickedly before launching an attack.

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The moon hung high, bathing the land in its silver glow. Starlight scattered across the sky like a vast tapestry, stretching infinitely like an intricate web woven over the cosmos.

Not long after, the three of them finished their meal and lay on a bed of hay, gazing up at the luminous night sky.

"Finn, if the mysterious one arrives, what should we do?"

Wanda suddenly turned to Finn, curiosity and concern flickering in her eyes.

"That's not what we should be thinking about right now. The priority is to strengthen ourselves as quickly as possible."

Finn stared into the vast sky, his expression unreadable. He could only hope the mysterious being wouldn't arrive too soon. They needed time. Without it, they wouldn't stand a chance.

It was this urgency that made him push Wanda even harder in her training.

"Finn, don't worry. My powers have already advanced significantly. In the next few months, my growth will only accelerate."

Wanda's eyes gleamed with quiet confidence. If the time came, she and the Dark Witch together should be more than enough to handle the intruder.

"Don't underestimate him," the Dark Witch cautioned. "Even with the Darkhold's power, I was still powerless against him. The only viable solution is rapid improvement in these last few months. We need every advantage we can get."

A dangerous glint flashed in her eyes—pure, unfiltered killing intent. She wanted nothing more than to end that being's existence.

"She's right. Power can't be neglected. In the coming months, focus on mastering the Darkhold. Learn every spell, refine your control."

Finn propped his head up, staring at Wanda.

"Don't worry. I'll give it my all."

Wanda nodded firmly.

With that, the conversation ended. They ate and drank, basking in the beauty of the night. Sometimes, appreciating the moment was its own form of joy.

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The deep night was serene, the moonlight like a beacon in the darkness. It poured over the land like liquid silver, casting a gentle glow that made the world feel at peace.

Eventually, the three of them retreated to their tent. Through the skylight, they watched the moon until sleep claimed them.

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Early the next morning, they packed their belongings, cleaned up the campsite, and descended the mountain.

The hot spring retreat had been relaxing, but now, it was time to return to reality.

For the next few weeks, Finn spent his days with the two witches. Occasionally, they ventured to the beaches of Westview, where the lively crowds and laughter of children brought an unexpected warmth to their lives.

They ate out frequently, wandered through bustling malls, and shopped for necessities together. Finn covered the expenses—money wasn't an issue for him.

In their free time, they sought out entertainment: haunted houses, escape rooms, even swimming pools where they splashed and teased each other. The witches' laughter echoed through the air, the rare sound of genuine happiness filling the spaces between them.

Of course, amidst the fun, Finn never let them forget their training.

"You two study hard. Whenever you have time, practice. The only way to shorten the adaptation period for your magic is through constant use."

Finn's tone was serious as he addressed them.

"Don't worry. Since we have only a few months left, I'll personally make sure she trains."

The Dark Witch's gaze was resolute. She knew what was at stake.

"I trust you."

Finn gave a nod before turning away. "That's all. Stay out of the study."

With that, he stepped inside and sealed the door with magic—just as he had last time.

The two witches exchanged a glance before returning to their studies.

Time was slipping away. They could only hope that, when the moment came, they would be ready.

Inside the study, Finn immersed himself in refining his creative magic. The battle ahead demanded nothing less than perfection.

After Finn entered his study, he used his spare time to continue refining his creative magic. After all, these spells were essential for confronting the mysterious figure lurking in the shadows.

Because of this, the process had to be accelerated.

"Hopefully, this attempt will be better than the last one."

Finn took a deep breath. Remembering the failure from before left him slightly frustrated. Even if it was a lower-tier version of the Dragon Balls, creating them in a short period was no easy feat.

Wasting no time, he extended his hands, and a surge of dark energy filled the entire room. The prototype of the Dragon Balls materialized on the ground before him.

The difference this time was clear—these prototypes weren't as flawed as before. Gazing at them with the naked eye, he could almost see their essence, a transparency that seemed unnatural yet mesmerizing.

"Let's infuse more magic this time."

The failure last time was due to an insufficient magical charge. Now, Finn planned to pour in a much greater amount.

A low hum filled the room.

Moments later, the entire space brightened as streams of energy coursed through the seven Dragon Balls. The aura above them shimmered like countless stars, dazzling and intense.

As Finn gradually poured vast amounts of dark energy into the Dragon Balls, the air around him wavered, rippling with power. A slight tremor ran through the room. Though barely noticeable from the outside, Finn could feel the subtle shift.

Fortunately, he had enchanted the study beforehand, ensuring that no matter what transpired within, the outside world would remain oblivious.

This precaution was vital.

Finn needed to keep this secret from the two witches. They had no idea he was capable of magic. If he could hold out for a few more months, he would unlock the system's hidden rewards. By then, he wouldn't have to hide anything anymore.

Shaking off any distractions, Finn focused entirely on his spellwork. The dark energy swirled like a storm, pouring into the Dragon Balls like cascading meteors, producing a sizzling resonance.

With a sudden burst, the magic covering the Dragon Balls intensified, and the entire room was bathed in radiant light.

Hours passed.

Finn suddenly noticed something. He leaned forward and observed a thin mist rising from the Dragon Balls. It wasn't very prominent, but it was undeniable—this was progress.

"Is this finally working?"

He could hardly believe it. Previously, no matter how much magic he poured in, the Dragon Balls remained unresponsive.

Determined, Finn continued strengthening the spell. As the mist thickened, his excitement grew. This was a clear sign that his efforts were bearing fruit.

However, just as he pushed forward, he hit a roadblock. The mist persisted, but no matter how much more energy he infused, there was no further change.

"What's happening? Why isn't it progressing any further?"

Frowning, Finn examined the Dragon Balls carefully.

It had worked a little, but now another issue had arisen.

Glancing at the clock, he realized it was already noon.

"Forget it, rushing this won't help. I still have a few months—I'll take my time."

Finn knew that perfecting such high-level magic in a short period was unrealistic.

After a brief rest, he packed away the Dragon Balls and prepared to dispel the enchantments on the study. Just as he was about to leave, his phone buzzed.

A message appeared on the screen—from T-1000 and 2B.

[The situation is serious. We need to meet in person!]

Finn didn't hesitate. These two were his most trusted allies.

In an instant, the two figures materialized in the study, their presence almost supernatural. Finn wasted no time and motioned for them to report.

Without delay, they relayed their findings.

T-1000 had conducted a thorough investigation, uncovering that the organization had expanded its influence across North America, establishing a vast intelligence network. The underground crime syndicates and other gangs had been subdued under the organization's dominion.

Additionally, many lucrative operations, such as casinos and elite receptions—once controlled by various criminal factions—had been seized.

After listening to the report, Finn nodded in satisfaction.

This was similar to the last time. Seizing territory directly from Wilson Fisk, known as the Kingpin, was impractical for now. His own power had yet to reach its peak.

Instead, attacking from the periphery was the best strategy.

Even if Fisk wanted to retaliate, dismantling Finn's network piece by piece wouldn't be easy. Moreover, the abilities of T-1000 and 2B were leagues above those of common criminal organizations.

After gathering all necessary details, Finn dismissed them. He reestablished the magical barriers around his study before heading out, where he spotted the two witches deeply immersed in study.

"How's the progress?" he asked curiously.

"Quite good. Compared to before, her learning has reached a bottleneck. I plan to take her out later to practice." The Dark Witch stood and replied succinctly.

"That's fine. The whole point of studying the Darkhold is to grow stronger. Make sure she's ready."

Finn nodded approvingly.

"Then am I going to work myself to death?" The Dark Witch pouted.

"You're the one who mastered the Darkhold. Stop whining and train her properly."

With that, Finn turned and walked toward the kitchen.

Skipping lunch wasn't an option, so while the witches left to train, he decided to cook something himself.

He had stocked up on supplies earlier, filling the refrigerator with high-quality ingredients. There was no shortage of options.

Meanwhile, the witches put aside the Darkhold. The best way to gauge their progress was through battle.

Soon, they left the house and made their way toward a secluded, wrecked ship along the coastline.

During this time of day, the beach in Westview was nearly deserted—perfect for their training session.

"Let's begin. Remember what I taught you," the Dark Witch instructed.

"Understood." Wanda nodded firmly.

Bathed in warm sunlight, the young witch began honing her magic, testing its limits and refining her control.

Time slipped away.

The next morning.

Inside the bedroom.

Finn groggily opened his eyes, only to find Wanda lying beside him, propped up on her elbow, watching him with an amused smile.

"What are you staring at?" he muttered sleepily.

"Because you're handsome." A playful grin danced on Wanda's lips.

Finn smirked. "Your man isn't just handsome—he's got plenty of energy. Care to test it out?"

He pulled her closer with one arm, his voice teasing.

"It's too early for this. If you keep teasing me, I'm ignoring you." Wanda huffed, slipping out of his grasp. She quickly dressed and stepped out of the room.

Finn merely chuckled and shook his head.

Just then, a familiar system prompt echoed in his mind.

[Ding! Hidden mission: Ten Months Completed. Keep up the good work!]

A smirk played on Finn's lips.

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