Chapter 752: Curse

When we find a way to have fun in pain, we tend to try it, just like Princess Anarita is now. Eighty-one? Middle?? Text β‰ˆβ‰₯β‰₯.β‰ 

Ever since she learned how to survive nightmares without disturbing her sleep, she would always take a nap at nightfall.

After that, the official sleep is to sleep until dawn.

Having found a way to avoid the trouble caused by the nightmare for a while, Susan and Belle went back to their rooms to rest, and I could sleep on my sand.

I talked to Taylor about Princess Anarita's nightmare, and I guessed about it, and finally came to the unanimous conclusion that it was most likely a curse of the elves.

I didn't know much about curses, Taylor explained, "Curses are also a type of magic, except that they are persistent, although they do limited damage to people. ”

I understand, this is equivalent to cutting meat with a blunt knife, the first knife, may not even break the skin, but in the long run, it can drive the other party crazy.

Taylor told me, "If you want to break the curse, you have to find the source of the curse, and as soon as the source is dead, the curse will be lifted." ”

"You're saying that the person who cast the spell on Princess Anarita is still alive?"

"I'm sure I'm alive."

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Taylor is sure of things, there will be no fakes.

He is like this, he is not sure, he will only use some tricky words to deceive people; If you get it right, you will express it in a firm tone.

It's like my first acquaintance with him.

I vividly remember that time, I was lying on the ground, prostrate, and the bones and internal organs of my body seemed to be shattered, which was the result of several attacks by the Minotaur Boss.

I could clearly feel that blood was dripping from my mouth, nose, ears, and even the corners of my eyes, and the harder I breathed, the colder my body became.

At this time, Taylor appeared.

This ordinary-looking down-and-out old man, dressed in a shabby, patched white robe, exuded a heavy smell of alcohol, and a large beard hung down his chin and trembled.

With all my strength, I rolled over, turned my back upward, opened my eyelids, and looked at the old man who was staring at me.

I asked him: Am I going to die?

He asked me, "Are you afraid of death?"

I remember laughing at the time: afraid, who is not afraid of death.

He asked me again: Do you want to die?

Don't want to.

That's how I replied.

After that, I passed out.

I woke up in a tattered, dirty little dark room, but it was much better than the street where I had been sleeping.

I wanted to move, but the pain in my body made it hard for me to breathe.

"You can't die."

This was the first thing Taylor said to me: "Half of your bones are shattered, all your organs are torn, but you can't die because I can heal you." ”

I didn't believe him at all: You, sure?

"I'm sure."

Here is his answer.

After that, I lived.

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Since Taylor was so sure that the spellcaster was alive, he must be alive.

But who is that person? Is it male or female? Where are you now? Why cast a spell on a princess?

Once again, I am plunged into another mystery.

If you want to solve these mysteries, you may only know the truth after Princess Anaryta's trauma is completely healed and her memory is fully restored.

A month of treatment is approaching the mantissa number.

I asked Taylor, "It's almost a month, will Princess Anarita's treatment end in these days?" ”

Taylor shook his head: "No. ”

"Didn't you say it would only take a month?"

"There wasn't a curse before."

"You mean......" I wondered, "Princess Anarita's curse was recently imposed?" ”

"No," Taylor shook his head, "I mean, this curse is well hidden, it's only recently revealed, and if it weren't for her continuous nightmares, maybe we'd all be in the dark until now." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief: it's okay, it wasn't made by my family.

"What should I do next?" I asked Taylor, "Do you have a way to find a spellcaster?" ”

"It's complicated, and I can't do it alone."

"Huh? You mean, just a few more people can do it? "I was a little pleasantly surprised.

"Well, a few more of them of the same strength as me" Taylor said, "I don't embarrass you, find five, find five of my strength, and I will have a way to find out where the spellcaster is." ”

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" The corners of my eyes twitched: "Five more...... It's quite difficult, okay? ”

"Then it can't be helped," Taylor chuckled as he pulled out the cork and poured his wine.

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Just because I can't find someone of Taylor's caliber doesn't mean I'm at a loss.

Wren has been lurking in the Elder's house again in the past few days, and I heard that he has changed to an elder to monitor.

The elders were generally very old, and even Mai Sonoda, who looked youngest, was a round older than the Elven Empress's mother.

I heard some palace maids secretly tell me that Princess Anaryta's injury was born between the massacre of the elves, which means that the two are very likely to have a great connection.

Perhaps, the spirit who slaughtered was the one who hurt Princess Anarita.

Several elders were secretive about the elven clan's slaughter of the goblin clan, and even the elven queen was half-swallowed and half-spit out and refused to tell the truth, among them, most of them hid the filth of the elven royal clan.

Your circle is really messy, and this is really a lingua franca that works in both worlds.

There are some things that I can't talk to the Elven Queen, and even if I do, they may not tell me the truth.

It is better to adopt some obscure means, which may not see the light of day, but it will definitely work.

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During this time of Wren's lurking, I consulted with Lirea about the elves' tolerance limits.

Lirea looked at me a little wary, "What are you going to do?" ”

"It's nothing," I scratched my head and laughed.

"I'm warning you, don't touch the crooked brains of my people," Lirea's eyes flashed, a little displeased.

"No, how could it be," I said, "but you can't bear to watch your fiancΓ© be wronged." ”

"Are you wronged?" Lirea raised her eyelids: "Who can give you grievances?" Eighty percent of the people who have wronged you have been hacked to death by you. ”

"Oh, that's not how it went," I said, kneading her shoulders slightly, "Do you think, the assassins who attacked Taylor and Princess Anarita before were considered to have wronged me?" That's just a naked slap in the face, I can't put this thing aside and be a nobody, right? Then I'm not the honorary president, and you think, as soon as others mention your fiancΓ©, they say, 'Ah, that wreck, I don't dare to squeak when I'm bullied', how can I be mixed up in this piece of Harmony 6 in the future, don't you say? ”

"That's right," Lirea snapped, "Tell me, what are you going to do?" ”