Chapter Seventy-Three: The Prologue to the Turmoil (6)

She has great power in her, and some people regard her as ominous, believing that her appearance will bring disaster to the dragon clan. After all, when she was born, her mother died because of the curse on her, and the people also called her the Cursed Child.

Catherine's childhood was a painful one that Catherine did not want to mention, and she was ostracized by her clan because of her status as the Son of the Damned, but her father took care of her in every way, and never lost the love that should be given.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she escaped from the dragon realm, she was targeted by a mercenary group of humans.

Seriously injured after escaping the dragon guards, Catherine was besieged by the mercenary group.

There are also many people with superb magic in the mercenary group, and an intermediate magician used sixth-order magic to compile a magic contract for her, which has evolved into the current situation. And the bald guy at the auction is not a general......

"Hehe, it's useless. That ant will not have a chance to survive, my fire poison will eat away at his whole body, and in less than an hour, he will turn into charcoal and disappear into this world forever! ”

Geralt knew he had failed, and Catherine's blow had shattered his guts, and time was running out.

But out of despair and jealousy, Geralt still let out a forest and crazy laugh: "Princess Catherine, you will bear the pain of this curse for eternity, and finally die alone in despair!" No one can save you! ”

"No, he's not going to die." Catherine said lightly, she pressed the ice sword against her palm, and with a stroke, the sharp blade easily left a narrow wound on her palm, and golden blood gushed out.

Catherine then placed her bleeding palm on the wound on Louie's back.

"Buzz ......"

The moment the blood touched the wound, a faint golden halo bloomed, like a dead tree in spring, the wound greedily absorbed every drop of blood flowing from Catherine's palm, and began to gradually repair at a speed visible to the naked eye, although the progress was not fast, but the wound was indeed gradually healing.

As the blood submerged into his body, Louie's skin emitted bursts of faint fluorescence like jade.

It's just that Louis himself is completely unaware of what is happening now.

"You...... You are crazy! As the noble bloodline of the dragon race, you actually injected your royal blood into the lowly race! Geralt's eyes widened when he saw this, and he looked at Catherine in astonishment.

Dragon blood is a huge tonic for human beings, and there are many examples of dragon slaying heroes who bathe in dragon blood with a desperate blow when they are dying, and finally turn defeat into victory and slay the dragon in one fell swoop.

Because dragons only have the blood of the dragon king to contain powerful power, so the dragon king can have the power to dominate the dragon clan at birth, which is even more precious.

The process of "coughing ......" lasted for a full ten minutes, and Catherine's already pale face was now as white as paper, she coughed up a mouthful of blood, and her delicate body began to sway, but her gaze remained resolute.

Until the last drop of royal blood was submerged in Louie's body.

Catherine's delicate body shook, and then fell down like a force.

However, her body had not yet touched the ground, and she only felt a pair of strong hands catch her.

"Hey, how are you?"

Catherine looked up in a daze, just in time to meet Louie's anxious expression.

"Huh...... It's just stupid. Geralt also made a weak voice at this time, and then his head sank, and his body was completely paralyzed.

Blood spilled from the corners of Gerat's mouth, he was already a candle before the wind, and death was only a matter of time, so Catherine was not in a hurry to give him the last sword of death.

Louie glanced at the dragon that had attacked Catherine and confirmed that he was dead.

The surrounding scene faded away with Gerat's death, and the pink smoke dissipated.

At this time, Louis and Catherine returned to the dormitory, and the previous scene was like a phanteur, while Geralt remained permanently in the locked space.

"Catherine, wake up, Catherine......" Louis cried out anxiously as he pushed Catherine.

Catherine opened her eyes tiredly, "It's finally over......"

"You are so seriously injured now, and you still have a sword stuck in your body, it's good that you are still awake, don't speak, save some strength, try to stay awake, I will send you to the palace imperial doctor for treatment."

"The sword...... Hehe, you humans can't do anything about it, this is the supreme dragon sword-seven-star sword.

Because it is supreme, casually for ordinary people who worship Allah, just touching this sword will immediately disappear. Catherine smiled faintly, "This is a sword that my sister specially built to deal with me, and even I can't do anything about it." Alright, you put me down first, I can go by myself. ”

"Huh? But ...... Louis was about to say something, but at this time Catherine rolled over and broke free from Louie's arms and landed firmly on the ground.

With a sword in his body and still able to move so neatly, Louis is the first time he has seen it, but considering that Catherine is a dragon girl, everything can be explained.

"Such a wound is not worth mentioning for a dragon at all, but this dragon sword is absorbing my blood, and I can't break free from this sword with my strength."

Catherine grasped the hilt of the sword and immediately pulled the blade outward, but at this time, the blade emitted a dazzling golden light as if it was enraged, and struggled to wrestle, and the blade not only did not tend to pull out, but pierced deeper.

After a moment of hard work, Catherine looked at Louis and said, "That's it. ”

Catherine's words seemed to be true, and although it sounded, Louis was more or less acceptable to him now.

"And what do you say you want to do?" Louis asked, after a moment's hesitation.

"There is no way, unless the owner of this sword comes to take it himself, or waits for it to drain my blood, I can't take this sword out of it alone." Catherine said lightly.

"No, maybe there is a way." Louis thought for a moment and then said, "You just said that those who believe in Allah will be destroyed when they touch this sword, but I am an atheist, let alone a believer, so maybe I can try it." ”

Louis said solemnly: "You just said that those who believe in Allah will be destroyed when they touch this sword, but I am an atheist, let alone a believer, maybe I can try it." ”