"The ruins in Lonyth are located at the border of Lonyth and Wugari," Lucas said. "Aside from a few adventurers who frequent the place to try and find new relics, no one is allowed to go to that place because of how dangerous it is."
"Dangerous? How?"
"The ruins are located next to the dead lake, the black lake that produces Miasma gas. It is very deadly even for Blessed individuals. It's black and could easily blind soone. Many Adventurers who made the mistake of getting too close to the lake would not be able to co out of the ruins. The ones who survived ended up being blind and bald with burnt skin."
"A dead lake sounded ominous."
"According to the legends, the Dark Lord lived in that area. This is why the lake is black and no normal living being could survive in that place."
"No normal living being? Are you saying that"
"Precisely," he nodded. "Sorcerers to be exact. They love a place where the Dark Lord used to reside, but even they are not confident enough to get too close to the lake."
Rosalind nodded. Most of the ruins were near ominous places like the Black Forest where everything is black from the flowers to the leaves including the rain, to the dead lake where the water is black. Still, she could not help but wonder if there were any connections between the two.
Was this just a funny coincidence?
Rosalind refused to believe in coincidences.
"Ah. It seems that your sister is still going to marry that man from the Delibar family. Your grandfather wanted her to do so."
"Victoria would never agree."
"She did," the Duke was now brewing so of his favorite bitter tea.
"She let Dorothy marry into the Delibar Household?"
He nodded in response. She never expected that woman to agree to sothing like that, especially now that Dorothy was suffering from the curse. What was she thinking?
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The Aster Empire
Jeas could not help but grit his teeth as he watched Anthony Delibar carry his now bride toward their bridal room. This was just a part of the ceremony, but Jeas could not help but feel irritated at the fact that soone else was touching his woman. His gaze landed on the pale and thin Dorothy. She looked so weak and fragile, it broke his heart.
Yet, he could do nothing about it.
"Do we have any news?" he whispered to Loren who stood like a statue next to him. This was supposed to be a wedding, but there were no signs of celebrations inside or outside the Delibar Household.
To so, this might co as an insult to the Lux Family, but this marriage was happening in secret. This was because of Federico Lux's insistence to get Dorothy out of the Lux Mansion. The man wanted her out because of her curse! This was the sa man who doted on Dorothy for eighteen years of her life!
How could he change just because of the lack of the light Blessing?
Even Jeas, who had spent his life in the Lux Household, could not answer the question.
"Nothing. There were no traces of the maid in the slums," Loren said, and as always, his tone sounded detached. It was as if he was reading from a script or a book.
It sounded like Loren never cared about Dorothy and this was making Jeas dislike the man even more.
"I am going to visit the forest again," Jeas said. He refused to believe that Rosalind could die without leaving any traces. To cure Dorothy, he needed to find that weapon.
Loren nodded without saying a word. In fact, Jeas, Loren, and the rest of their people had visited the forest and cliff more than ten tis in the past few days, but they failed to see any signs of Rosalind or that white-haired man who tried to save her. They vanished without a trace.
And this was enough to frighten Victoria. The fact that Rosalind might be alive was giving Victoria nightmares. The woman had been different since that night.
However, this was no longer Jeas' concern. Right now, his priority was Dorothy, his beloved.
His eyes landed on the bridal room and, as if on cue, Anthony walked out with a blank expression on his face.
"We should go in," Jeas said. Anthony and Dorothy had to go through the ceremony just to save the face of the Lux family. However, there were no other celebrations or festivities and this was thanks to Rosalind's 'death'. It was Victoria who used this reason to avoid having a grand wedding for her daughter who was in pain.
The two of them went inside the room under the guise of Dorothy's servants. After making sure that Dorothy was doing well, Jeas quickly left. This ti, he went to the slums to once again find traces of Milith. After another failure, he went out of the gates and started talking to so Unbelievers.
It was futile.
Most of the Unbelievers don't want to involve themselves in the conflicts between the Blessed families. So, it was already expected that no one told him anything. However, just as he was about to ride his horse away, a man wearing a dark cloak approached him.
"I have what you need," a croaky voice ca from under the hood. Jeas tried to make out the man's face but failed. It was still dayti but he could not see anything under the robe that covered the man's face.
"Get away from ," Jeas said. "I did not co here because I need anything," he reckoned the man was a pimp, wanting to offer him a woman for the night. This imdiately made him irritated.
"I know soone who can heal any curse."
"What did you just say?" Jeas never ntioned anything about curses! He just visited so tents and bought so things from the Unbelievers while striking up so conversations about the weather. He was just there to eavesdrop on their conversations, hoping that they would ntion anything that could give him a clue about Rosalind and that maid.
"Curses!" the man hissed. "I know soone that can heal curses!"
Heal curses?
Jeas' face turned ugly. Clearly, the person is lying.
"I am not looking for one that can heal curses!?"
"You lie, young man, I can sll it on you. Perhaps not you, but soone close to you has received the curse." The man chuckled, his skinny shoulders shaking.
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