Chapter 261 Curse and the Confession of the Source of Magic [Eye]

The ocean currents gradually calmed down, the deep sea returned to darkness, and the remains of Barcelon that were originally buried in the mud and sand disappeared, leaving only a large pit.

The sword in Vifiya's hand dissipated.

"The underground poison has disappeared." [Eyes] retracted its six wings and hid its entire body again.

[Eyes] looked towards the sand pit below. When the smoke passed, [Eyes] could clearly feel that the gray color belonging to Barcelon's life was suppressed by the smoke and disappeared so completely.

"Thank you, [Eyes]." Vifiya knew that [Eyes] had been protecting her the whole time.

She did not return to Kaharun and the others immediately, but looked into the distance calmly. The sea was dark, and the wild grass had been dug up, leaving sparse grass.

Just as she withdrew her attention, the teleportation array lit up in her peripheral vision. Kaharun and Arnold had already arrived, followed closely by the aliens.

"Lady Vifiya, are you okay?" Arnold looked anxious.

"It's okay." Vifiya signaled to the two of them not to worry.

She looked in the direction of the aliens and said apologetically, "Sorry, your sea-stained flower marrow..."

She expected that some of the remains of Barcelon would be destroyed, but she didn't expect that not even a trace of ashes would be left. Considering the importance the aliens attached to the Simparai Holy Society...

The aliens stared at her blankly, obviously still not recovering from her attack.

"Ahem." Finally, Brinja coughed lightly, drawing the attention of the other aliens. "It's not a big deal. This year's sea-stained flower marrow issue has already been resolved. There's plenty of ore in the Western Continent, so we can always find new ore as a replacement."

Her words were recognized by the other two craftsmen. They were not some rigid and stubborn alien race. Although it was a pity not to have the sea-stained flower marrow, it was obvious now that everyone's lives were more important.

Unlike the craftsmen who had seen a lot of things, among the young mermaids, even the very well-hidden Mowen showed curiosity about Vifia's power on her face.

Their emotions were easy to see, but Vifiya was unwilling to say much. Besides, she needed to get out of the sight of the aliens as soon as possible.

Because the sea membrane is based on the world rules, when she uses the power of Valega, it obviously exceeds the scope that the world rules can tolerate. The world rules may come to demand a price at any time.

Even though it was the first time they saw Vifiya using the power of Buma Lingdale, Kaharun and the others did not show much surprise.

Arnold took her sword in his hands, and Kaharun also moved forward.

The reason is very simple.

No matter how many secrets she has, she is just an ordinary person without magic power. Her attack just now was enough to make Kaharun deeply realize how powerful the power given to her by Buma Lingdale is.

The disproportionate power possessed by an ordinary person easily reminded him of Isidore, even though Isidore was already a magician.

After Vifiya put the sword back into the scabbard, she looked up.

Three pairs of eyes met. Arnold missed her gaze and looked at the master craftsmen on the side. "Now that everything has been resolved, let's leave the Barthelon Abyss first."

"Yeah." Kaharun rubbed his arms that were exposed to the water. "I miss land."

The Basilon Abyss returned to silence. The sea was empty, the water flowed slowly, the broken wild grass swayed, and a very hidden seaweed patch rustled.

"Where are you going?"

The androgynous person looked in the direction of the sound, and his expression did not change at all because he was discovered.

"Is it because of her that you actually showed up in person?"

The light purple pupils were listless, taking the newcomer in.

"Indeed, I am also very interested in her." The man babbled.

Seeing the owner of the purple pupils was about to leave, the visitor said, "Don't go."

An ice blade shot forward and was blocked instantly.

The man's smiling voice gradually turned dangerous: "The chief has given me an order. If you leave without any injuries, the chief will think I'm just hanging around."

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Has a solution really been found?

At dusk, the Muquan Courtyard is dyed with a warm orange.

"Have you received any news from Vifiya and the others?" Osa asked.

"not yet."

She glanced at Isidore, who looked calm beside her. What she actually wanted to say was that he didn't have to send her back to the Dusk Spring Courtyard.

The Elf King and Arianna and her brother are already working on curing her magic stagnation. This is something her mother asked her to do, so she can't leave.

On the contrary, Isidore took the initiative to stay, which surprised Osa a lot.

She had thought that after hearing the news about Vifiya, he would go to her as soon as possible.

After all, although the five of them are friends, Isidore seems to be isolated from them. The only one he really cares about is Vifia, and the only friend he recognizes is Kaharun.

As for her and Arnold, she was sure he was willing to believe it because of Vifiya's trust in them.

As a person with emotional problems, Osa couldn't tell whether he had slightly regarded her and Arnold as friends because of their interactions over the years.

She suddenly remembered how Kaharun wiped away his tears when he was acknowledged as a friend in Iskana, and she felt that she shouldn't have too high expectations of Isidore.

Osa didn't think about it anymore. No matter what Isidore's original intention was, he now really acted like he treated her as a friend.

The two of them stopped, and Osha glanced at the residence the Elf King had arranged for her—her mother's former residence. She said, "If there's any news from there, remember to tell me."

Isidore nodded.

Osa looked into his emotionless eyes and said nothing more. She just nodded and turned back to her room.

Isidore walked back to his old residence alone.

He abided by the rule that the Elf King's Court cannot use the teleportation array, so even if he used it, the Elf King would not be able to sense it.

He walked into the dim room and locked the sunset out.

Why do you want to continue staying in the Elf King's Court?

He knew Vifiya would be worried about them.

Vifiya was different from him. She would regard every friend she considered as very important. He also knew that she had basically completed what she needed to do with the elves. When she went to Kahalon and the others, there might be other things she wanted to do. He didn't want to be a burden to her, so he could do it well.

Friends, maybe there are also reasons for "friends". He and Osa can be considered friends. Judging from Vifiya and Kahalun's attitude towards "friends", it is right for him to make such a choice.

The boy who didn't even know how to describe his love before, now understands emotions, but probably doesn't use them flexibly. Yet he is still stubbornly unwilling to share too much of the emotions he has learned in that soul with others, thus falling into a self-contradiction.

The sunset always goes down quickly, and the faint afterglow from the magic lamp outside shines obliquely through the window of the room, making the warm room not so dark.

Isidore lay on the table with his head buried in his arms. After a while, he raised his head from his arms, and his grass-green hair covered his dim silver eyes.

It seems like it's time to cut my hair, he thought.

She once took the initiative to lift his hair and look into his eyes. Maybe she liked his eyes?

Isidore didn't know.

But he liked the way she looked at him every time, so he had to expose his eyes so that she could see him and he could look back at her. Every time then, he could see her smile.

Several tiny wind blades cut through the bangs, and the hair fell down and was burned to ashes in the air. A little bit of black fell on the table, and the silver pupil's gaze did not leave.

Vifiya.

He couldn't help but silently recite her name again. What should he prepare for her next time?

Earrings, already given.

Necklace, she has her own cherished necklace.

She also has bracelets that she always wears.

A brooch, he thought, a brooch can be pinned to clothes at any time.

What style and color of brooch would she like?

The desolate heart becomes full again.

He was not in a hurry to break the curse, and he did not deceive Vifia. He had already found a way to break the curse.

The curse is linked to the magic source he had obtained before. As long as the magic source is released, the curse will disappear.

It is undeniable that he has his own selfish motives.

Vifiya will be close to him because of the curse.

When he was not with her, his heart would spasm from time to time, the pain was subtle and quick.

He didn't hate this feeling. This self-abuse method would make his memory of her more profound and her appearance more clear.

But the source of magic always needs to be solved.

He found the remaining source of magic in the magic circle, and the cold magic power spread over his palms.

Vifiya felt a little cold.

Before I realized it was dark, my eyelids opened and I saw an unfamiliar, rough gray ceiling.

My limbs felt a little tired, and the things that happened before I fell asleep kept coming back to my mind.

Oh, yes, she paid the price of the world's rules. With the cooperation of Arnold and Kaharun, her miserable appearance was not seen by the aliens.

It was quiet all around. She squinted her eyes and saw the sky outside the window turning pale.

"Jiang Suian, good morning." [Vifiya]'s voice came from her mind. She didn't ask how many times she had been asked to pay a price like yesterday, nor did she ask how she felt now. She just said good morning.

While Vifiya was speaking, she turned her head and saw Arnold leaning against the wall not far away, his hand on the hilt of his sword. He lowered his head and looked like he was asleep.

She responded very quietly, "Good morning, [Vefiya]."

She asked the question she had wanted to ask from the beginning: "Are you hurt?"

Her question was nonsensical, but Vifiya knew exactly what she was asking.

"No, Jiang Suian~" [Vefiya] said cheerfully, "The Basilon Abyss can't hurt me."

"Lady Vephia."

Vifiya looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Arnold had woken up. He strode to her bedside and said, "You're awake."

There was a hint of worry in his cold eyes: "Would you like a drink of water?"

Without waiting for her answer, he turned around to pour water.

Arnold touched the kettle to make sure the water, which had been boiled not long ago, was still warm.

In fact, he was already sober when Vifiya and [Vifiya] opened their mouths for the first time. He spoke only after he estimated that the two girls had said almost the same thing.

He walked over with the water and handed it to Vifiya who had stood up. He asked, "Lady Vifiya, how do you feel now?"

After replenishing her saliva, Weifeiya said, "Don't worry, it will be completely fine in a while."

She was thankful that the price the world demanded this time was not so grand. Apart from spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, there was more chaos inside.

As if he knew what she wanted to ask, Arnold said, "We are now in the Simparai ruins. Kaharun has consumed a lot of magic power, so I asked him to rest first."

"You should go and rest now." Vifiya's soft voice left no room for doubt.

He also had a hard time fighting in the Basilon Abyss.

Arnold wanted to say something, but her eyes were too determined, so he nodded: "Yes, the master has arranged for us to stay in the next room. If you need anything, you can come to us at any time."

Finally added: "Kaharun is on the left and I am on the right."

Vifiya nodded: "I understand."

As the room fell into silence again, Vifiya held the water cup in her hand. The warmth of the cup passed to her skin. She rubbed it subconsciously, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

She didn't know how long it had been before a streak of golden light from the windowsill fell onto the floor. She raised her head and put the cup back on the cabinet beside her.

A voice emerged in my mind.

To her surprise, it was not [Vifiya] who spoke this time, but [Eyes].

The voice of [Eyes] remains the same as before, unchanged.

"Miss Vifia, I think I can now confess to you."

"About my former name."

The [eyes] hidden in mid-air stared at the girl.

"I'm pretty sure that was my name."

"Valega."