"So I asked Helnason to take me to that cemetery."
And the final verification result showed that what Mike Reim said was indeed true.
Although he was unable to find Tisnatho's body in the cemetery, it did reveal a hidden path leading to the gates of hell.
And that crimson armor.
The Hellfire General belongs to the same system as the four generals of the Star Empire.
But they are also completely different.
If the Star Empire is like the gods high in the sky, they voluntarily descended their stars to bring blessings to those powerful generals.
So this Hellfire General is a fallen person who gained power through the baptism of the underworld.
This Hellfire General was an ancestor of the Clevner family.
Under the curse of hell, no mage can be born from Clavenna's bloodline.
Because there are no sorcerers in the underworld.
These things were something Victor, who had once swiftly passed through the underworld, knew all too well.
He was simply curious how the Mirror Demon knew about this.
And... if the former head of the family, Tisnato, hadn't passed away, where is he now?
But these are all just guesses based on clues.
Leah was stunned by Victor's words, and her eyes gradually shifted from blank to filled with doubt.
At the same time, she almost forgot the embarrassing incident of being seen naked by Viktor.
"...Cursed? What does that mean?"
Victor looked at Leah, as if giving a reminder, and said calmly:
"If you look through the Clevner family genealogy, you will find that none of Clevner's ancestors were wizards."
Hearing Victor's words, Lia paused for a moment.
She does indeed have the Clevner family genealogy.
But she hardly looked at it closely.
Although it is said that Buddhist priests have only become popular in the last few hundred years.
The establishment of the Mage Council brought many mages who had been hiding in the world into the public eye.
This has made many people aware of the profession of mage.
Indeed, it seems that only Victor's generation in the Clavenna family has produced a mage.
But what did Viktor mean by that?
A sudden thought flashed through Lia's mind, as if she had just come up with something.
But she couldn't be sure, and she didn't dare to be sure.
But then, Viktor's words stunned her.
"Because this is our family's curse."
Victor slowly stood up, bowing his head as he looked at Leah:
"Clavner's bloodline is destined to prevent him from becoming a mage."
These words left Liya stunned on the bed.
She blinked and stared blankly at Viktor.
The already chaotic mind became even more chaotic.
However, before she could fully react, Victor had already reached the door.
He didn't turn around, but a simple sentence rang in Lia's ears.
"Although you brought the box in, I am also at fault."
"Let's continue our conversation once you've calmed down and thought things through."
A pale breeze stirred slightly, pushing open the bedroom door.
The wind also lifted Victor's black trench coat.
He walked out lightly and silently.
The pale breeze gradually dissipated, but the end of the breeze seemed to extend an invisible arm, gently closing the door behind it.
Lia watched as the door closed again, seemingly at a loss for what to do.
There are words stuck in my throat, but I can't bring myself to say them.
Thump... Thump.
Lia slowly placed one hand on her chest, feeling the pulse.
My heart is pounding, probably even faster than before.
My brain is in such a state of confusion that it can no longer process any information.
Viktor, what did you just say?
'Developing well?'
No, no, that's not right. Why would I think of that?
Feeling a bit hot, she reached up and touched her cheek.
It was so hot that I almost had the illusion that I had a fever.
Oh no, I'm blushing so badly.
It's so hot, it's still burning hot.
Do you have a mirror? I need a mirror...
Lia lowered her head, touched her burning forehead, and stared wide-eyed.
Her gentle eyes seemed to be overflowing with tears.
She murmured softly:
"The bloodline of Clyvenar cannot produce a mage..."
"Unable to become a mage..."
"That……"
In that chaotic mind, where nothing could be thought of, one thing remained remarkably clear.
“Victor… is a mage.”
She looked up again at the door Victor had passed through, and pursed her lips.
The window had been blown open by the wind at some point.
A gentle breeze brushed past her ear, giving her a slight feeling of coolness.
But the beating of his heart was even louder than the faint whistling of the wind.
Lia breathed in the scalding air, exhaling the turmoil in her heart.
But he could no longer hear the slight unease in his heart.
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