"Save...save me...promise me...don't abandon me..."

A hoarse voice, a weak cry for help...

Thick water vapor covered the body, and the thick thread suturing the mouth was carefully removed...

But even with the nourishment of Kohler's water healing technique, the boy's life status is still declining...

"The caster is dead and the spell is slowly disappearing.

I think he also..."

Kohler's face turned a little pale. He had cast healing magic several times in a row, which was very taxing on him.

The mantras engraved by Hua Sha on the boy's body are gradually dimming, but along with them, the boy's breathing and heartbeat...

"Everything has passed, don't be afraid, it has passed..."

Jaina held the boy's hand tightly and kept murmuring, with a little guilt in her concerned eyes.

She believed that the boy was innocent, but she also questioned his physical condition. But looking at the boy who was gradually losing his vitality, she felt more self-blame...

Both attacks affected him. Although the situation was helpless, it would be too irresponsible to say that there was no responsibility at all...

"Help me...promise me, you must help me!"

The body temperature had begun to drop, and the heartbeat was gradually weakening, but the boy suddenly sat up like a flashback. He grabbed Jaina's hands with force, and his eyes suddenly widened...

"I promise you, I will do my best to help you!

Do you have a family? What do you need us to do?”

Jaina asked softly, but there was nothing she could do about his current situation...

Because he has the only and most effective way of rescue - the goddess of fate.

It didn't take effect on this boy...

Because this boy did not completely trust her...

She was at her wits end...

When someone is corroded by a curse, the best treatment is to be purified by a light magician. And a curse at the level of a great magician would probably require a light magician of the same level to deal with it.

The next best thing is a water healer, just like old Duke Fran, but at this moment this boy is not just a curse attack...

Suffered several fatal blows, ordinary people would have been dead for a long time...

"It's not... over yet... Hua Sha's curse... Help me, and you're also helping yourselves!"

Without answering Gianna's question, the boy suddenly looked at Feile behind Gianna, and pointed his trembling right hand at Feile's chest...

"What...what do you want to say? What do you want to express?"

Stunned by the boy's words, Jaina asked in surprise, while Feile scratched his head, looking confused...

However, I can't wait for the answer anymore...

The boy's eyes have begun to blur...

The body also quickly went limp...

"Promise me... don't burn me... I don't want to feel... that kind of pain again..."

The hoarse and deep voice is getting weaker and weaker...

He didn't finish speaking, but his body softened...

Her eyes widened with reluctance, but she held Gianna's hand tightly, but it was already weakly hanging down...

…

"Your Highness...he has..."

Looking at Gianna who was still staring blankly at the boy, Kohler reminded him softly...

"I know……"

Jaina sighed leisurely...

…

…

Night falls.

There was silence in the sparse woods.

Only the bonfire that crackled from time to time proved that there were still people here...

A bright and spacious carriage stopped beside the bonfire.

In front of the carriage, a new tomb covered with new soil looked a little shabby...

There is no tombstone or even a sign, just a regular raised earth bag, proving that a human being is buried here...

Under the pale moonlight, Jaina and Feile stood quietly.

And little Sylvie, who was left behind to guard the carriage, was holding Gianna's arm tightly. As if she was worried that she would abandon him again...

"It's buried very deep. It doesn't matter even if the corpse changes. This can be regarded as fulfilling his last wish..."

Feile's voice was very low, because Jaina's expression on the side was not good.

"Perhaps he has experienced too much pain. Even if he dies, he refuses to be burned by the flames... There is not much we can do for him..."

Jaina's face was a little gloomy, which made little Sylvie very distressed.

The miraculous magic of the goddess of fate, Drow Heathman, did not save the boy's life. But it was not because of lack of ability, but because of a problem of trust...

This boy has a strong resistance to Jaina, and his persistence in his own destiny is even far greater than that of Luca in the orc forest...

"I have tried my best to do what I can.

Although I promised to help you, I... really tried my best...

Even the light resurrection technique cannot work on people who are contaminated by the curse, so..."

As if she was still lamenting the tragic boy's death, Jaina sighed leisurely, but the truth was just as she said.

Even the resurrection technique created by the goddess of light cannot resurrect a person who has been eroded by the curse...

…

The three of them just stood quietly.

The atmosphere seems a bit depressing...

"You said...what are the rules?"

After a moment of silence, Jaina suddenly said something, but her eyes were looking at the ground beneath her feet.

"I mean, in the legend, those iron laws established by God..."

As if she was worried that Feile didn't understand, she added another sentence...

But she didn't wait for Feile to answer her question...

"In the orc forest, Luka broke the rules!

Although that was not his wish, an undead-like creature...

Other races transformed from humans...

This has obviously violated the rules set by God..."

As she spoke, she slowly raised her head and looked at Feile.

“And Hwasa!

A real old witch~

He maintains youthful vitality, possesses almost immortal vitality, and possesses magic reserves that far exceed his strength...

Although her methods are cruel, her abilities are far beyond the scope of human beings!"

With a half-joking tone, Jaina's eyes gradually brightened!

An almost absurd idea that she had never dared to face was suddenly stirring in her heart...

The goal that has been suppressed and buried deep in her heart, that she wants to do all the time but is afraid of not being able to achieve, seems to finally have a glimmer of hope...

"The race created by God can be changed by humans!

The vitality given by God can be obtained through human efforts!

People change the natural environment and fight against natural disasters in order to survive, even if it is God's will!

It seems like we are always at odds with God!”

The more Jaina spoke, the more excited she became, her tone of voice rose unconsciously, and her eyes sparkled when she looked at Feile!

"So, even if you are pierced by the cursed sword, there must be hope of resurrection, right?"
Chapter completed!