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Randall hugged Curt in spite of it, and she didn't know where she got the courage. Curt's body was stiff but still warm, and from his tips, Randall could smell the longed-for scent. For a moment, Randall almost melted into Curt's breath. She moved awkwardly and turned to Curt's front. Randall wanted to kiss Curt, but it was the first time she had done such a thing, and she didn't get the point. As a result, the noses of the two people collided together, and they could only be separated in a staggered feeling of soreness.

Curt staggered backwards, his steps exaggerated. The impact on him was mainly mental, and who would have expected Randall to do such a thing? Curt didn't know whether to be surprised or shocked, for the first time in years, he felt at a loss. Something poured out of Curt's heart, burning unbelievably hot. He turned and rushed down the stairs, and the wolf ran off into the distance. Randall's sobs could be heard behind him, but Curt never looked back.

It wasn't until he stormed the gardens inside the main castle that Curt stopped. His breathing was scrambled and rapid, and his throat was tearing with pain. Curt held on to the wall with one hand and reached in his arms with the other. He touched it for a while before taking out his spiritual expression. Curt pressed his lips against the cold Lingrong, and he clearly felt himself trembling. His knuckles were white from the exertion, but he didn't feel anything.

"Ani, Ani!"

Curt called out to Ani in a hoarse voice, and he knew where his nervousness was coming from. When Randall hugged Curt, he wasn't unwavering. Ani knew for sure that she could detect the change in Curt's heart. Curt couldn't have imagined. How will Ani react. He just clutched his face. Ani's name was whispered over and over again.

Ani quietly appeared. Calm gaze Curt. There was no emotion in her eyes, as if she had returned to the time when she first met Curt. Curt was speechless, and faintly felt a cold and bone-chilling horror. He reached out and stroked Ani as if he had touched a puppet made of ice. Ani stood indifferently, she didn't even have a pulse. As the uneasiness gradually spread across Curt's face, Ani said in a tone without any emotion:

"I know what you're worried about, Curt. But I'm tired and don't want to pretend anymore. The name Ani doesn't mean anything at all. I'm an emotionless race. You have sworn to give me your soul when you die. Then try to live your life to the fullest and make your soul more magnificent. By the way, you're still planning to assassinate Ioham, right? Good luck, Ioham's soul is also valuable. If you all end up, that's the best outcome. ”

Ani stood silently in place, watching Curt clench his fists and bite down with his mouth. She was like an immutable statue, oblivious to the blood that ran between her teeth. Curt clasped his other hand to his chest, a gesture like he was about to gouge out his heart with his bare hands. Ani tilted her head. There was neither regret nor confusion on his face. She simply observed Curt for a moment. Then he said calmly:

"It's game over, Curt. In fact, what connects you and me is a contract and an oath, which is indestructible. You are the first human I deceived, and you are quite informative. Now do what you have to do, and when your life ends, I will take the soul that I agreed upon. Until then, you can enjoy life to the fullest. ”

"You lie!"

Curt roared from deep in his throat, his eyes bloodshot. Ani closed her eyes without any reaction, and dissipated as a point of light. Where she vanished, a pale ball of light was left suspended in midair. Curt instinctively strode forward, holding the ball of light in the palms of both hands. So the surging emotions swept over him, through his palm to the soul.

In an instant, Curt seemed to look back on the life of his acquaintance with Ani. He suddenly realized that this ball of light was the feelings and memories that Ani had discarded. Ani really deceived Curt, she is an emotionless race, and everything so far is just a disguise.

Curt coughed softly, his throat tumbling with a salty taste. Under the moonlight, Curt retreated step by step. He leaned against the wall, then sat down on the floor. A strange sense of emptiness rose and engulfed Curt's heart. The ball of light had crumbled in his palm, and there was nothing left.

It wasn't until he shoved his head into the pool in the middle of the garden that Curt came to his senses. He swept away the wetness and began to revisit everything in his life today. In the past ten minutes, all of Curt's painstakingly managed work has been ruined. He threw the emotion aside and carefully assessed the whole process. He firmly believed that the results he had obtained were unreasonable and that something must be wrong.

In Curt's opinion, Randall's explosion is understandable. Ioham has cornered Randall, and at this point it is natural for people to seek relation and protection. However, Ani's reaction was very suspicious, and her reaction was completely inconsistent in a short period of time. Curt regretted that he had drunk, otherwise he would not have gotten into the situation he is in.

In the worst-case scenario, Ani may really get tired of the status quo and choose to discard feelings and memories, a speculation that makes Curt shudder. Memory is the only link between people, and without it, the bond between Curt and Ani is severed.

So Curt took out his face again and called out to Ani. But Ling's face was cold, and he didn't know when he turned into a dead thing. Curt kept trying, but never got any response. He was finally convinced that Ani's consciousness had left the Spirit. Perhaps Ani has no reason to stay with Curt after losing her feelings and memories. She may have returned to the Black Tower, content to be the tower spirit of the Black Tower.

Curt felt a barren state of desolation, a state that could only be described as depletion. He sat in silence in the garden all night, and did not stand up until dawn. Curt approached Gurant and demanded an immediate return to the Thousand Laws City. Gurrant wanted to keep Curt, but after seeing Curt's haggard appearance, he gave up.

It takes time to arrange a ship, and Curt's approach is to take the Black Pearl's first mate, Jack, cast a spell by Randall, and teleport all the way to the deep-water port of Bergna. Curt then ordered Randall to return to Wing Night Castle and was responsible for leading the rest of the men back to the city of a thousand laws. He himself dragged Jack to the Black Pearl and rushed straight up.

Raphael, the captain of the Black Pearl, was in the cabin, and Curt's sudden appearance frightened him to the point of earth. At Raphael's side, there were four men dressed in black and wearing face masks. Together, they narrowed their eyes and stared at Curt in silence. Curt walked up to Raphael without any care, and said in an unquestioning tone:

"Immediately, I want to go back to the Thousand Law City. All your losses will be compensated, and I order you to go to sea at once, in the name of the Council of a Thousand Laws. ”

“...... You're the only one?"

Raphael opened and closed his mouth a few times, and asked suspiciously. He looked relieved, and the four men in black next to him slowly dispersed. Curt raised his hand to press his aching forehead, and said impatiently:

"That's right, I'm alone. I'm going back to the City of a Thousand Laws, immediately!"

"That's good, it really scared the hell out of me......"

Raphael nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly a mysterious smile floated. He raised his hand and rubbed his fingers, causing several anti-magic fields to open up at the same time. In an instant, the entire cabin became a forbidden area. Curt was slightly stunned, and then suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left arm. He looked down and saw a dagger stuck in the gap between the armarmor of the Holy Night. Jack was running away quickly, shouting as he ran:

"He's coming alone, Lord Raphael. It's a good opportunity to catch him, and I promise no one else is following!"

"You ......"

Curt glanced around in surprise, and that's when he realized. Within their sight, the four men in black drew their short swords or sabers. They smiled under their masks, and Raphael, who had been hiding in the corner, laughed and said:

"I almost thought you had broken our plans, Master Curt. Someone will pay you a big reward, whether you live or die. These are the masters I hired from the Viper's Lair, nicknamed Sand Snake. Have you heard of them? A sand snake can take the life of a lord, so you'd better surrender. ”

It's a betrayal, and Curt finally understands it. There were too many people who wanted to kill him, maybe Raphael took someone's money, or maybe he was undercover from the beginning. When Curt's side was strong, Raphael had no idea where to start. But he kept looking for an opportunity, until Curt broke in.

Curt drew his sword without hesitation, and he returned to his usual state. The dagger stuck in his arm pierced all the way to the bone, completely destroying Curt's left hand. He raised the Soul Shattering Sword Purple Resentment with one hand, unable to feel the slightest strength from the sword. The anti-magic force field deprives Curt of his spell casting abilities, while also suppressing the magic attached to Purple Grudge and Holy Night.

The sand snakes approached Curt with gentle steps, and they were masters of combat. The cabin was only about twenty square meters of empty space, and Curt couldn't handle that many people. He stepped back calmly and leaned against the wall. When the first sand snake stepped out of the sliding step, lowered its body and rushed over, Curt's eyes flashed with a silver light. He manifests a level 2 psychic ability and experiences pain.

Experiencing pain is a very special psychic ability that forces the victim to recall and relive the greatest pain of his life. The sand snake that rushed towards Curt let out a muffled grunt and lost its balance. Curt calmly unsprinted his sword and pierced the sand snake's chest with a straight stab.

In Curt's plan, he intended to continue to manifest psychic abilities to take down all of his opponents. To make the effects of the psychic ability seem like an accident, Curt cleverly angles it so that enemies behind him can't see the silver light in his eyes. In a single blow, he inflicted fatal wounds on the sand snake. Curt drew his sword and tried to regroup. But the dying killer leaned forward and grabbed Curt's wrist.

"Leave me alone!"

The sand snake roared loudly, and its voice was muted halfway through. Curt wanted to kick the sand snake out, but the strength was simply not enough. The remaining enemies followed, and they did not care whether their companions lived or died. Curt only had time to manifest a second psychic ability, sending a sand snake flying with a shockwave. Then he could do nothing but watch the dagger stab at him.

'You're going to die, Curt, you've had a lot of you die. ’

At the moment of life and death, Ani's voice seemed to ring in Curt's ears. He couldn't help but sigh as if he had given up. (To be continued......)