Sultan? Magic, Divinity

[Completed, Male-Male·Strong - Indifferent, Rational Pale-Skinned Shou × Berserk Gong Bewitched]

[Growth and Leveling Stream - Fast-Paced - Alternate Fantasy - Relatively Serene and Fresh]

Chapter 118 The curse can backfire?!

Chapter 118 The curse can backfire?!

When he arrived at the door, Tu Xing did not go straight into the inner room as he did in the flashback, but paid attention to the differences around him.

For example, the plants on the surface of the house...seem a little wilted.

He paused and looked at it, especially the outermost branches and leaves, which were black and dry, making the whole thing look shrouded in darkness.

A person walked out from the side, and the two guards behind him were on alert to varying degrees.

After seeing it clearly, Zhai Ka relaxed and complained quietly: "How do we get out of this place?"

Xue Rui said angrily: "I haven't waited for you for a long time. If you don't come soon, I will go find you."

Tu Xing nodded slightly at her, "But is there something important?"

The woman said seriously: "Of course there is, and it's very tricky."

She smacked her lips. "The Master Mage has thought of everyone, but there aren't many who are available. He has no choice but to bring you along."

"Of course, it's dangerous for you, but it's also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I will go with you."

Tu Xing lowered his eyes and smiled brightly: "Okay, let's go."

He motioned for two guards to stand guard outside the door.

The door was opened and the light was still bright during the day, but there were three lamps burning on the table.

At the same time, a strong fishy smell hit me in the face, almost making me nauseous.

Tu Xing took out the cloth he had prepared long ago from his pocket and covered his mouth and nose with it.

All kinds of strange-shaped utensils were scattered on the floor in the house, most of which were broken.

The walls were smeared with strange symbols in dried, dark red.

Luo Bo's face was pale and he seemed to want to leave, but he had to stay here. When he saw the visitor, he didn't say anything and just found a place to sit down.

This was obviously Celilda's bedroom, and on the bed lay a dying woman.

Although Tu Xing had seen it once and had already been thrilled, he still stopped in his tracks because of the scene before him.

Her exposed skin was covered in many scratches from sharp weapons, the wounds so deep that the bones were visible. The edges were emitting an ominous black aura and were slowly wriggling and rotting.

His expression was full of pain, and he was wearing a simple cotton and linen long gown that looked like the fabric used for bandaging injuries.

Hearing the noise, Celilda raised her head with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice, "You're too slow."

Tu Xing looked around calmly, a look of worry on his face: "What's going on with you?"

Celilda uttered a breath in her throat, her eyes fierce: "I never expected..."

"Queen Lenilaya is really capable. She can even use curses to counterattack!"

"I underestimated her. No wonder she dared to challenge me like that."

At this point, she became emotional and began to cough violently, with black blood foam oozing from the corners of her mouth.

"Eight people, only four died, and they managed to do this to me?!"

Xue Rui stepped forward and said, "Why don't you stop talking and let me talk to him."

Celil Dayan lowered his head. "No need. The backlash won't get worse just by talking. As long as you untie it, it will all heal immediately."

She paused and let out a long breath. "After much thought, I think Cyril is the most reliable person to handle the matter. I'll personally take charge of it."

Xue Rui answered, "Yes." She stepped back and stood still.

Tu Xing lowered his eyes and thought about where he was going next, and also responded: "Yes——"

This was nearly a month ago.

After Queen Lenilaya and her men left, Celilda planned to kill the arrogant eight people.

Unfortunately, I underestimated the other party and something unexpected happened.

"There are things that are born only in depressions containing the purest divine power. They usually take the shape of flowers or fruits."

"I want you to bring it back." Celilda's eyes were bright.

"If you accomplish this, and once Lenilaya is conquered, I will have the Sultan give you one-third of the territory. From now on, you will no longer be just a guard."

The rewards are quite generous.

Tu Xing nodded slightly and knelt on one knee on the ground, "Yes, sir, I will find it for you as soon as possible."

Celilda said with difficulty, "Go now."

It seems that there is no time to lose.

But Tu Xing still had things to do, so he explained in a slow voice, "I need to deal with the matter assigned by His Majesty first."

"Check the amount of gold coins obtained from the sale and distribute relief to the six hundred households in West City."

He hesitated for a moment, "The gold coins we have to distribute are not enough, so it will take some time."

Celilda was stunned for a moment: "Not enough?"

As if hearing something extremely absurd, "I'm really going backwards. These civilians are causing trouble, and it's already a great kindness not to implicate them. And you still think the gold coins are not enough?!"

As he was speaking, he suddenly looked at the young man with lowered brows and a pleasant look.

"Your idea?"

Tu Xing's eyes rolled around, as if trembling: "I am also a commoner, I feel a little sorry."

"If you have your own territory in the future, you can also bring some local people with you—them."

Celilda stared at the man, then said in a split second, "That's all."

"Since it's what you want, it's just some gold coins. As long as you can get back what I want, I'll help you."

"Xue Rui, take my key and take him to the treasury where the crowns are kept. There, we can melt down some of the ancient gold crowns into gold coins."

On the side, Xue Rui immediately took action after receiving the order.

"Ahem..." Celilda said slowly, "How much are you going to give them?"

Tu Xing hesitated: "Thirty gold coins."

Celilda frowned deeply. "Total? Or per household?"

Tu Xing: “Every household.”

Celilda sneered, "That's eighteen thousand gold coins. No, your pity will kill you."

"Allowing those civilians to possess so many gold coins is like emptying the national treasury to feed these people."

"Ten at most."

At this moment, Xue Rui came over, and Celilda looked at her, "Xue Rui, look at him, at most ten."

Xue Rui glanced at the young man and said, "Yes."