220 A Curse Integrated Into The Soul
Selma Payne’s POV:
“The situation is a bit special. I don’t know if I should keep it a secret.” Master Kevin said, “If you think it needs to be considered, then I will set up a soundproof barrier.”
He was a blockhead. How could he say something confidential loudly in everyone’s ears?
Then, I realized that everyone was looking at me.
“Make a decision, Selma.” Dorothy asked, “Confidential or public?”
No, how did this become something I could decide?
However, with Dorothy and the others staring at me, I suddenly realized that no matter if it was in terms of status or authority, I was the highest-ranking person present.
The werewolf grandmasters and Dorothy knew that I was a Princess. In contrast, the other members who thought I was only a relative of the Queen knew that I was the temporary leader of the squadron. Aldrich had personally appointed me before I left.
Without me realizing it, I’d already changed from an executor to an instigator.
Alright, then, it was time to say yes or no.
“No,” I finally decided. ” There’s no need to keep it a secret. Everyone here has the right to know.”
Frank was the captain of all the team members present. He was their superior and old friend. Everyone was anxious about Frank’s condition. Their sincere concern should not be deceived.
Moreover, it was time to let the team know what kind of power they were facing. Even if they had always known that they were facing a sealed demon, the words in the books were not as clear as the truth.
They had to understand the unprecedented danger they were facing.
I opened the door and saw many worried faces.
Master Kevin didn’t say much. He showed us the soul model he had temporarily constructed.
“As you can see, Captain Frank’s soul is contaminated by an unknown curse. The curse comes from the soul, like the root of a blade of grass, firmly rooted in the soul.”
The light blue soul simulated by magic power was entangled with an ugly black mist. It seeped out of the soul and back in, looking like some strange breathing.
“The curse caused fever and other symptoms. It has penetrated deep into the soul and even affected the body. If this continues, the first to collapse won’t be Captain Frank’s body but his soul. By then, even if we saved his physical body, we’d only get an unconscious body or a person in a vegetative state.”
Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
“Is there any other way to save the captain’s soul?” A team member suddenly asked. Then, dozens of hopeful eyes looked over.
Master Kevin lowered his gaze uncomfortably and shook his head stiffly as if he was not used to such annotations. “I’m sorry, but I’m completely helpless. In my opinion, this situation is beyond human means. I suggest that we send Captain Frank back to pack as soon as possible so that he can receive the blessing of the Moon Goddess in the temple. This might save his soul.”
Should I go back to the pack?
However, it was a long way to go. Even if we used their fastest speed, Captain Frank would only arrive at the pack by noon the next day. However, his situation was so urgent. Could he still hold on until tomorrow?
Even if he could, would the blessing of the goddess work? Unlike the other gods, Moon Goddess did not value the worship of the human world. The werewolves did not have a tradition of annual worship. The last time the temple was opened was three years ago, and the blessing of the goddess would have to go back tens to hundreds of years. Would the Moon Goddess be willing to descend for an ordinary believer?
I was pessimistic about this, and my team members’ defeated expressions told me they thought the same.
But it wasn’t like there was no other way.
Before Dorothy tried to speak, I said, “Why don’t I try something? New Flow can devour all forms of energy and curses. I’ve devoured the curse Leviathan had cast on Dorothy and me before. I don’t think the curse on Captain Frank is more terrifying than that.”
The team members immediately regained their hope. Dorothy and I, the two successful cases, were right before them!
However, Master Mary was a wet blanket. “The situation is different now. The curse on you and Dorothy has only been around for a short time, so it’s not that closely connected to you. So, as you said, it’s as simple as picking corn out of a soup and eating it.
“But Captain Frank’s curse has already penetrated deep into his soul. You can even say he’s about to become one with the curse. Separating the curse from his soul is like separating salt from a cup of salt water. You can do whatever you want with the salt water, but your soul can’t take any damage.”
This was a difficult task, but I was still confident I’d succeed. Separating the curse from the soul was like separating the harmful elements from the power I absorbed. The former could do it, so why couldn’t the latter?
“Let me try,” I pleaded earnestly. “Even if we start returning now, we must wait for the plane in the safe house. Let’s not waste time waiting for the plane. It’s better to do something than nothing.”
