Rebuilding the Wrong World...... Alver thought to himself, losing consciousness of himself is really ambitious.

In fact, Alfer didn't agree with what Krent said about himself as the savior of the world, and even the more he thought about this issue, the more he resisted, the great hero who saved the world must be like the legendary orc god Larryl, who conquered the dragon god, something that only a god can do. I am indeed better than my peers in some aspects, but it is just ordinary excellence.

I'm just a fool who can't even see the scheming of my classmates.

Elph thought while putting on his equipment, besides, the dragon god didn't destroy the continent in the end, and the gods of the seven major races and their subordinate gods all died.

Before leaving the room, Alfer repeatedly assured that he was almost recovered, and was allowed to help Vincent treat the wound on the top of his head with healing magic, and Carlben wanted to wash Vincent's hair with the condensation of the water system, but Vincent thought it would be better to talk to the headmaster about the curse on Elf's neck first.

"Brother Vincent, are you sure you don't need to tidy it up?" Sister Milan...... "Carl still suggested that Vincent take care of the bloody scab on his scalp.

"Now is not the time to be handsome, the sooner you meet that devil's liar's request, the sooner Alfer will be a little less unlucky," Vincent tapped the ground with the tip of his right foot, "It's not like Lady Milan hasn't seen me clean. ”

Vincent admitted that he had a crush on Lady Milan, and Alph smiled secretly.

Carl looked at Vinson carefully, nodded and said: "Actually, Brother Vincent, even if he is gray-headed, is much more energetic than ordinary people, your hair is golden, and your eyes are like sapphires, no matter who looks at it, he will think that he is a descendant of nobility." ”

Alver could see that Carl's words were quite useful, and Vincent scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, then pressed his hand on Karl's head and rubbed it vigorously, and the smile almost ran down his face.

As he left the house, Alfer thought that if the headmaster took Carl in, he and Vincent would have a new friend, and he was in a good mood to think about that.

The sight outside the house made Elver's good mood disappear in an instant, and for a moment he even wanted to return to the cursed village of Diru.

Today is the usual fine weather in summer, the unique smell of organs and the smell of blood is cheerfully exuding in the hot air, the school guards are busy cleaning up the corpses, helping the stumps to find their original bodies, and the stumps of the horses wandering in the curse are lying dejectedly in the real village of Diru, covered with fly eggs, flies in and out of the horse's nostrils.

Remembering the handkerchief Vincent had given him, Elver struggled to remember the smell of citrus essential oil on the handkerchief, and hurried through the various corpses to find the Headmaster.

The headmaster was in the study of the village chief's house to talk to Mr. Saka about the whole incident, and after the infighting broke out in Diru village, the robbers chased the villagers who failed to resist and left the village, and then the wolves found the corpses in the village...... By the time the school army arrived, there was no living creature left in the village except for the wolves who had come to fill their stomachs, and while the large army entered through the main gate to disperse the wolves, Elph and the others fell into a curse at the back door.

Alver, Vincent, and Carl sat in the living room waiting for Mr. Saka to come out, and Milan made the children plum tea to drink.

"Are you hungry?" Mi Lan asked the children with a smile: "It's been a day and a half since we set off, and the three of you haven't eaten yet, so I found some flour and borrowed the villagers' oven to make some biscuits, which are very good with dried plum tea!"

Alver didn't really have much appetite, and his throat was very uncomfortable from the vomiting before, and even less appetite from the terrible smell of the corpse, but Vincent looked eager to try.

"We want to!" Karl raised his hand, "I've almost forgotten how it feels to eat!"

Milan's biscuits are just a very ordinary kind, and the heat is slightly larger, so they are full of charred aroma and sweeter in taste. The villagers' noodles are not finely ground, and the taste is different from that of school biscuits, which is a novel roughness.

Carl ate very happily, Vincent carefully tasted it, Alfer only ate a piece, he really did not have the slightest appetite, only felt that the biscuit was swirling in his mouth, he just couldn't swallow it, and finally had to drink tea to swallow the biscuit in his mouth directly with water.

As he tried to get the last bite of the biscuit down with water, Alfer choked on the water, and choked so badly that the last bite of the biscuit squirted out with the water, and every cough made his brain hurt.

"The first bad thing. Alph heard a woman's voice.

"What... Cough... Ahem...... What?"

"What?" Vincent asked Alver rhetorically.

"I ...... cough cough cough ...... Curse... Cough... Ahh......h cough cough cough ...... First cough...... Ahem... Cough... First!" Alfer choked on and couldn't say a word, his face flushed.

Carl understood, and translated it to Vincent: "The curse of the Banshee of Wrath has taken effect, and this is Elver's first bad luck of the day. ”

"Is it a little bad luck to choke like this?" Vincenton was furious, "that woman is really a dead liar!"

The headmaster also heard Alver's violent cough and hurried out of the study and asked, "What's wrong?"

"That curse has taken effect, Mr. Headmaster," Karl said anxiously to the Headmaster, "we need to go and arrest the village chief." ”