Chapter 373: Single-mindedness

。 There was a man lying on the ice bed in front of Ivan, blocked by his body, and it was impossible to see who it was, but Vanessa guessed that it should be her mother.

"Coman can shield magic, but he can't do anything about curses.

Ivan sighed and looked up behind Vanessa, "You're at war.

"Yes, but that's not what I care about.

Vanessa struggled to squeeze out a look of concern, "Can you look at her with me?"

Ivan stepped out of the way a little, revealing the face of the woman on the ice bed.

She was beautiful and pale, with thick eyebrows and dark brown curls like herself, and she lay motionless like a sleeping fairy.

"What kind of curse did she fall into?"

For some reason, Vanessa couldn't take her eyes off her face when she saw her, maybe because of her innate attraction, maybe because she was her real mother.

"Soul Shattering Spell.

A soul-devouring magic that is incomprehensible and irreversible.

Ivan raised his head to the sky, "In the past eighteen years, I have traveled to all corners of the world, and I don't give up hope, it is estimated that her soul has been eaten into an empty shell now, even if she is rescued, it is not herself."

"No, there is hope.

Vanessa encouraged, "Have you ever heard of Trent, the strange magician?"

"Nope.

Can he heal the curse?"

Ivan sat on the edge of Liv's bed, gently stroking her cheek.

"He's going to integrate magic, and he's going to have a collection of weird things, maybe he'll have a solution there.

"Where is he?"

"In the land of summer.

He has a secret room where he can hide, so no one can find him, but I have stumbled upon his help, I know his exact location, and maybe he can save my mother.

She finally uttered the word, which was supposed to belong to Queen Chloe.

Mother.

Chakun's magic mirror rim shook slightly, and the scene inside began to blur, indicating that his magic could not support such a long-distance call, and was somewhat overdrawn.

"He's in Wangfeng Harbor outside Crescent City"

The conversation was interrupted.

Vanessa didn't know if Ivan had heard his last words, but wished he had left the Abyss with a glimmer of hope.

Either way, you've done what you should have done, Brandt, and the rest of the game depends on your luck.

"Your Highness,"

Parson, a diminutive illusionist magician, whispered beside Sorenda, "You shouldn't"

"I shouldn't have anything"

Sorenda glared at Parson, the threat from the princess was no joke, and the second half of his sentence retracted into his stomach.

"My target is on the run, shouldn't I catch up and catch him off guard?"

One of Solanda's mercenaries rode to the princess's side, he had a certain position in the mercenary camp and was a ruthless character, he spoke, "Although we all don't like this obscene Parson equally, he is right this time, you should not give up attacking Crescent City, it is not difficult for us to go back, but it is worthless to do so."

"You're just trying to say that there's no oil or water to make for chasing down a different prince, Marellian.

Solandar looked at the mercenary leader, this kid has a flying knife stunt, and he always has an extra poisonous knife on his body, "poisonous fangs"

Marellian's name is a well-known title in the mercenary world.

"Don't worry, when I take Winterfell, I won't treat you badly.

"I'm tired of hearing your empty promises,"

Marellian interrupted Solanda reluctantly, casually playing with two throwing knives, "It's useless to ask the mercenary to do your life for you.

He looked back at the few regimental commanders behind him, "Except for these guys who have been defeated by you, who are here for your brave personality, they want this."

He reached out and took out the money bag and shook it, and the coins collided with each other in the money bag.

"I took Haken Island for you.

Solanda reminded, "Isn't the gold and wine there enough to fill your stomachs and pockets, I have changed your armor and weapons for you, so that you have a little bit of a regular army, otherwise you are just worms stepped into the dirt."

Now, either follow me and continue the hunt for Matt, or go back to your mud den, I don't mind going on my own road.

"What kind of magic did you fall for?"

Marellian looked at Solanda's face studyingly, "You've been talking about killing people all the time, but you've been being led by the nose by that person.

Can't you see that this is a trap, we are exchanging gold for human heads, but you are trading us for traps.

He simply urged his horse to stop in front of Solanda, "You're willing to disband us, it's good, but don't forget, this is not Haken Island, this is your summer country."

If we leave you, it means that there will be 10,000 robbers, thieves and murderers on your land.

"What the hell do you want me to do?"

Solandar glared at Fang, "You know that I am the only one who can lead you rabble, but I just want me to give up on my goal.

If I say that my goals are not in conflict with yours, we will still fight in Winterfall and divide the wealth equally, and you won't bother me again, will you?"

"But with our ten thousand men, we can barely attack Crescent City; Winterfall is a royal city, with Princess Vanessa's Summer Knights beneath it, and the 100,000-strong army of Tyrence, the Flame King, on the opposite side, I don't see any chance of victory.

"You've Forgotten My Old Flame Koeman"

Solandar smiled slightly, "In order to defend his city, he will definitely open the city to fight, and we will have a chance to rush in when the time comes, and my good sister Vanessa, let her fight with Terrence to the death."

"The princess is wise.

Marellian said no more, stepped aside, and the mercenary battalion continued in the direction of Neverwinter.

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