Chapter 179: Melting Less and Less

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Faced with the vicious Curt, Layton was completely confused. He knew that if he was tough, he would only kill himself. But killing is not an option, and Layton wants to enjoy it for a few more decades. He retreated in panic, looking around for a way out. It's a pity that the private room is not very big, as long as Curt takes two more steps, he can cut the purple resentment to Layton's head.

In desperation, Layton activated the teleportation ring. Although he failed to solve the trouble he caused, Curt will definitely have endless troubles in the future. But instead of making a brazen shot, Layton felt that it was better to run away. As long as he has time to buffer, he can find someone who is willing to speak for him. And attacking Curt will only end up in death. Neither being killed by Curt nor being executed by Ioham after killing Curt was the outcome that Layton wanted.

As Layton turned the teleportation ring, the magical energy quickly condensed into him. Under the influence of magic, the space began to fold, and then suddenly returned to calm. Just now, Curt swung a sword, using Purple Resentment's demon-breaking ability to directly eliminate Leighton's teleportation technique. Layton's face suddenly turned earthy, and the magic items on his body were suppressed by some kind of force. As a result, Leighton's strength was directly reduced by more than half, and the battle had not yet begun.

"You think you can get out of my hands, Mr. Leighton?"

Curt sneered and spoke, taking a slow step. He touched the veins that bulged out of his forehead, and said viciously:

"Jason didn't get out of me, and neither did Patrice Evra. You're so confident, no wonder you're so bold as to make a move on my woman. ā€

"I—I'm not...... I don't know ...... at all."

Layton wailed helplessly, his spirit had broken down. Face enemies that you can't beat and can't dodge. Leighton was really helpless. He sat down on the stall. Involuntary incontinence. After more than ten years of pampering. Layton is knocked out by terror for the first time.

"Lord Curt, Lord Curt!"

Before Curt could start killing, Jemmy shouted. She grabbed Curt's arm, shook her head fiercely and said:

"Please don't do that, Lord Curt. I appreciate the one you did for me, but in no way drag you down. ā€

"I've told you many times, just call me Curt. And I'm just disposing of a piece of waste for the Thousand Laws City, so you don't need to worry about anything. You're the love of mine. Jeimis. Since he hit you, then death should be used to pay for it. ā€

Curt's voice softened, and he stroked Jemmy's injured cheek. In the process, he blinked. The knowing Jiemi couldn't help laughing and said softly:

"But...... Mr. Leighton has not committed a crime that must be put to death, and you will be blamed......"

"How about cutting off the hand he used to hit you?"

Curt quickly picked up the conversation and smoothly began to sing a duet with Jiemi. Layton's face turned blue when he heard this, but fortunately, Jiemi said hesitantly:

"Not well, the hand is the mage's second life. Mr. Layton just had an impulse and slapped me. Even if you have to repay it tenfold......"

"Ten times! I'll pay you back twenty times as much!"

In an instant, Layton found a glimmer of life. He raised his hand without hesitation. Slap yourself hard. Layton opened his bow left and right, pumping his mouth with all his strength. By the time the twenty slaps were over, his mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't even speak, so he could only look at Curt pitifully, waiting for it to fall.

"You're smart. ā€

Curt exhaled evil and put away his purple resentment. He looked at Leighton, who had collapsed as if he had been pardoned, and said angrily:

"Don't harass Jiemi anymore. If you want trouble with the Thorn Rose, I'll cut off your head and kick it as a ball. Now you can get out of here, don't let me see you again......"

Before Curt could finish his sentence, Layton slipped under the table and ran away with his head in his hands. Jemmy watched Layton's figure go away, and finally couldn't help laughing. She smiled in relief for a while before bowing down to Curt and saying:

"Thank you for your help, Master Curt. I don't know what I would have done without you. ā€

"You're welcome, I owe you a debt. ā€

Curt replied unconcernedly, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. The 'debt' in his words refers to the fact that he almost raped Jiemi in the bathroom. Jiemi naturally knew it, she had a flush on her face, and said in a low voice:

"That's my pleasure, Lord Curt. Well...... You don't have to take it to heart, it's really ......"

"Ahem!"

Before the atmosphere became too much, Curt coughed and straightened his expression. He looked at Jiemi, who showed a puzzled expression, and said seriously:

"There's no need to dwell on the past, let's just settle it out. Jiemi, this time I came to you, it was Master Sabina's meaning. She wants to entrust you to me to do some diplomatic work. ...... Of course, it's not something that is easy to decide, and you can think about it for a while. That job requires you to leave the Thousand Laws City, which is dangerous......"

"I do! Lord Curt, there's not much to think about, I do!"

Before Curt could explain the stakes of the matter, Jemmie screamed. She clenched her slender fingers into fists, her eyes sparkling. For Jemi, working as a diplomat is a great opportunity to change her life. She'd been nesting in the Thorn Rose long enough, and she didn't have a better choice within the Thousand Laws City.

Curt smiled dumbly, thinking that Jeimi, who was as excited as a little girl, was a little cute. He groaned for a moment, and then said:

"Now that you've made your decision, go ahead and prepare. I'll be out tomorrow at the earliest, to Aotran, the land of swords. Until then, you'll want to pack your bags and do some research on the local customs of Aotran. In the beginning, I won't expect too much from you. As long as you don't make too outrageous mistakes, you can learn slowly if you don't understand. ā€

With that, Curt crossed his arm. He blinked and said with some urgency:

"Well, in order to keep Mr. Wren speechless, now we're going to leave here dressed as a couple. Miss Jiemi, do I have the pleasure of sending you home?"

"If I say I can't ask for it, will I be regarded as a woman who doesn't know how to be reserved?"

Jiemi's eyes rolled in reply, and she bit her lower lip. She blushed after all and took Curt's hand. After graciously throwing a handful of gold coins to the waiter as the cost of tidying up the box, Curt and Jemmy left the Arcane Garden. They walked along with laughter and laughter, attracting the sideways glances of countless people.

Dressed in the Holy Night, Curt with a purple grudge on his shoulder is certainly eye-catching, and he has an identity that no one can despise. Her slender and smooth figure is eye-catching enough to catch the eye with her beautiful snake-like jemmy, and her bright blue looks fall on her shoulders like silk.

In order to cope with tonight's situation, Jiemi dressed up seriously. Now she looks more beautiful than usual, adding texture to her thin body. Even compared to Randall, Jemmy's charm is not too good. Her steps are trained, light and graceful. Jiemi's look is always just right, and every action can be matched with the image.

Curt smelled the body fragrance that was close at hand, and his heart couldn't help but throb. But he still honestly sent Jiemi back to his residence, and did not turn around and ran back to Offa Park to open a room.

After saying goodbye to an excited Jeimie, Curt returns to the Black Tower. He walked into the arcane research room and closed the door casually. Curt, who sat in his chair, let out a long breath and felt tiredness welling up like a tidal wave.

A qiē is going according to plan, although there was a bit of an accident, but overall it is quite smooth. If nothing goes wrong, within ten years, Curt will be able to see Ani again.

Decade...... Curt looked back on the past half a month and suddenly realized how long ten years has been. The ice and snow of time dissolved so slowly that his mind froze in waiting. Even if you ignite memories to keep warm, it's just a futile struggle. What do the two people who can't see each other and hug each other rely on to sustain themselves? Every minute and every second is a test.

The separation had only just begun, and Ani's voice and smile had already blurred in Curt's memory. Useless pursuit, useless persistence. Curt felt the hurt of loneliness, like ice water seeping into his collar. He wondered how long he would be able to hold on, and the treasures he had given up had already piled up.

In the silence, the pain piled up little by little. In the name of longing, they corrode the increasingly pale heart. The memories that belong to Ani are shattering, and the pieces are melting less and less. Whether in a dream or in reality, Curt remembered those days less and less. It was a spiritual wound that sank into the depths of the sea of memories and could not be healed.

Without saying a word, Curt felt the difficulty of breathing. He stared at his trembling fingertips, constantly experiencing the surging waves of emotion.

However, as long as this pain continues, Curt's feelings for Ani remain. In the bitter cold of life, they burned themselves to warm each other. Curt believes that he will never meet another woman like Ani, who can sacrifice anything for his sake. ...... As long as love is real, even if Ani isn't human, what about it?

So Curt let out a long sigh and waved goodbye to his sensual thoughts. He stood up abruptly and held the purple gem that connected Ani in his hand. It is an important treasure, a symbol of heavy meaning...... The knock on the door rang out at an inopportune time, making Curt tremble slightly like an electric shock. He quickly gathered his mind and said in a deep voice:

"Come in. ā€

"Excuse me. ā€

With Qing Yue's voice, Fretia pushed the door in. She looked at Curt, who was wiping the corners of her eyes, and seemed to notice something. But Fretia didn't meddle in the matter after all, she just said with some hesitation:

"Hmm...... Mr. Curt, I must leave the City of a Thousand Laws for a while. Things were a little sudden...... Well, I'm sorry. ā€

Curt stared at Fretia with a serious face, knowing that she had a headache over how to arrange hundreds of children. (To be continued......)