Section C, Chapter 16: The Curse Mark (Denor)
"What if it's suicide?" Deirno was as skeptical as ever, "He wants to keep the organization's secrets, so he might die in the line of duty." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
It's ironic, but he really didn't want to do that. The curator shook his head: "That guy was terrified and said he would tell us to come." That trembling tone is not something that a would-be martyr would come from. β
"This ......," Derno suddenly felt a great sense of frustration, "It's equivalent that we haven't heard anything." β
But on the other hand, the other party should not have had time to send any information. The curator glanced at Denor's letter: "...... Originally, I wanted to say that I didn't get any useful information, but this letter looks suspicious. Maybe that's why he's eavesdropping here. β
Believe it...... Derno's head was a mess.
"Anyway, the man's body has been disposed of. The curator changed his words and sighed in disappointment: "I wish I had come here sooner, so that I can see Miss Beverly." β
"Why is she so young after all these years?" Deenor was puzzled, "She looks like a twenty-year-old girl." β
"Why don't you say that Aya lives for hundreds of years and still grows so young?" the curator pointed to Aya, who was sitting opposite the ice tail and playing chess with her, and said, "You see, she looks exactly like she did when she was thirteen or fourteen. β
"Hey, where did she come from?!" Deenor was startled, "This guy just appeared here out of nowhere, right?"
"What's so strange, it's just a transfer technique. The curator touched Aya's head, not minding it at all: "Let me introduce, this is Amy, the big-eyed girlfriend." Maybe not very talkative, be considerate. β
Amy looked embarrassed and hung her head silently.
"Huh?!" Deenor suddenly felt a slap in the face: "What...... What?!"
Big Eyes actually has a girlfriend?!
"(βoβ)!" Amy suddenly noticed that Big Eyes was floating out sleepy-eyed, so she spread her wings and rushed out of the door with great excitement, and flew towards him. After a while, Deenor saw Amy floating past the window on her stomach with her big eyes smiling happily. Bigeye even waved his tentacle excitedly at Denor.
".................." Denor's jaw was about to drop, and his brain was pounding from the information he had just received.
"This ...... That's not too good. Deerno said he couldn't accept it: "The two races of MONOCULUS and Aya are too ...... to fall in love"
"Isn't that normal? Love is such a thing as a spiritual feeling. The curator's face was serious: "...... And Aya is not reproductively isolated from most races, so maybe she can give birth to a cute little big eye or a little Aya with the ability of a magic eye. And don't underestimate how well this combination fits. If it weren't for the Aiya tribe, whose endurance, self-healing power, and body deformation ability were extremely strong, it would be difficult for them to endure the tentacles with big eyes that were too thickβ"
"Stop, I know what you're trying to say. Hurriedly stopping the curator from continuing, Derno blushed and was extremely embarrassed: "I've only been here for more than two years, how come I have found a girlfriend with big eyes?
"Who knows why. Maybe it's just because I was afraid that my girlfriend wouldn't be able to stand it before I met Aya. The curator pointed to the front and blushed, and at the same time hugged the pillow and Aya's big eyes, and his face became more and more solemn: "Looking at them, I feel that I have returned to my youth...... Interracial love is always the greatest. β
"Curator, you just said how perverted you were when you were young, don't expect to move us with pure emotions now. Bingwei interjected, "And can't you change this outfit?" β
I'd like to talk about it too...... Staring at the curator's outfit covered in balls, eye demons, and bears, Deenor didn't know what to do with him: the most terrifying thing was that the people who wore it didn't feel any shame at all.
"That's right, old pervert. The crystal scorpion boredomly held the chess piece and waved the lollipop in his hand: "What does that cultist look like when he dies? β
"I was covered in a black mist, and then my heart failed. The sigil is located on the chest, in front of the heart. It has the demeanor of the Black Mist Blood Sect, and it is extremely cruel to anyone, including his own people. It is said that once you join a cult, you must undergo a curse seal. After a gesture, the curator who naturally accepted the title of the old pervert was slightly silent: "It's quite a vicious spell, once it is triggered, it will be dead." The trigger time was so short that I didn't even have time to make a move. β
"If you have time to make a move, can you stop it?" Deenor was curious.
"Probably not. The curator had a completely uncertain expression: "...... I haven't tried it, so I can't jump to conclusions. β
"There's a lot of chaos in the academy right now because of this, and the arcane golems and magic armor are busy maintaining order. The curator bit the lollipop stick and made a sad face: "It's really sad that those onlookers can't get away." Why do you love to watch so much?"
"I just wanted to ask...... How do they make sure that the spell won't be triggered by mistake?" Bingwei licked the lollipop and crawled to the curator's side, "How can you tell if the person being cast the spell has the intention of rebellion?
"That's about it. We don't know the details, because once triggered, the spell disappears very quickly. With a clapping motion, the curator took Denor's letter with satisfaction, and tore open the seal by casting a spell: "That's the end of the topic, it's better for us to read the letter." β
"What's written on that?" Derno was nervous and hurried over.
β...... It's a good idea to do some safety measures first. With a frown, the curator narrowed his eyes and cast a spell that shrouded the room in the same silent barrier that Beverly had used. Then, he slowly stretched out the letter and read it softly.
"Don't leave this place for three days, the eve of the demon tide is coming. β
β...... Gone?" Derno asked, shocked.
"No, just one word. It's a bit too concise. Although he was obviously shocked, the curator held the letter paper and his expression was still thoughtful: "This kind of warning is too appalling...... Although it is a major event that everyone should be wary of, it is too untrustworthy to say it so simply. This way of sending a letter is enough, and there is not even a payment. β
At the mention of this, Deerno felt uncomfortable: the hooded man gave Lusha their letters were all signed by them. Either the dead are the guides.