HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 148 Curse
"How long have we been waiting?" Itana looked at the moon in the sky, and the plants around her glowed faintly, which was quite dreamy.

It's a pity that she doesn't have the heart to appreciate it at the moment.

Tom used his wand to light fluorescent flashes as lighting, and sat on a step outside the ruins to write and draw, with a booklet on his lap.

This is the "birthday gift" that Itana gave him before, a question book full of various questions, and he is now using it to pass the time.

"The sun had just set when I came out. It's about nine o'clock in the evening." Tom looked at a question without looking up, and then wrote down the answer.

"It's so boring..." Itana sighed again, the ruins behind her were still silent, and the two rescued people had disappeared when Itana and the others returned to the room where the nightmare cockle was. He must have left by himself after waking up.

At this moment, the traces on the soles of the feet trembled slightly, and Itana and Tom shook at the same time.

Done over there!
Sure enough, footsteps came from the ruins after a while.

"Let's go, let's go home." Danlin walked out with a smile on his face, and squeezed each of Itana and Tom's heads with ease.

"It's really done, is there any injury?" Itana was both happy and surprised, "Don't you have to pay a lot for seals?"

"Where did you hear the fallacies?" Dan Lin was amused, "Could it be that I have to sacrifice an arm or an eye, okay, okay, I'm going back, children don't sleep in the middle of the night, be careful not to grow taller."

"Heh, if it wasn't for looking for you, I would have made this trip, do you know how much blood I sacrificed?" Itana raised her injured finger and shook it in front of his eyes, "Let's go, apparition or what? ?”

"I'll see you off." Davis stepped forward and cast the previous magic again. This time it was an automatic elevator, and after the soles of their feet were woven into a net, they lifted the group of people out of the deep pit.

There are fewer and fewer lavender plants around them, and a wide ocean appears in front of them.

Fortunately, they didn't need to travel across the ocean to leave, and soon Davis disappeared on this island with everyone.

During the undulating waves, thick fog floated on the surface of the sea. When the thick fog cleared, there was no shadow of this island in this sea area.

Its location cannot be found on the map, it seems to come from the fog of history, and now, it has disappeared into the fog again.

Farewell to Davis, the small grocery store was lit with warm lights, and Itana had the illusion that she had escaped from a certain period of ancient history and returned to the current era.

Whether it is the relic or the illusion constructed by Davist's memory, it is undoubtedly a remnant of previous history. It is really rare to have a chance to see the past.

"Good night, Tom, good night, Danlin." Itana returned to the bedroom immediately after washing, and fell asleep.

The sobriety potion I drank before has almost expired.

I don't know if the ruins impressed her too much. In the first half of the night, she dreamed that she was soaking in the sea, and in the second half of the night, she dreamed that she was hunted down by people as a witch hundreds of years ago. It can be said that the whole night was wonderful.

The sky was full of wind and snow, and a huge piece of ice hit her head, and Itana woke up suddenly.

Looking at the already hazy sky outside the window, Itana's heartbeat slowly calmed down.

Muir was feeding the owls on the balcony, and Itana learned through a telepathic connection that Danlin hadn't gotten up yet, and Tom was making breakfast.

Really hardworking.Itana wiped her eyes and stretched out of the room, heading for the bathroom.

When Itana returned to the living room, Danlin had already staggered downstairs with his breakfast, and he didn't even wash his face!

"How are you resting?" Itana quickly finished her breakfast and wiped her mouth, "Let me wash the dishes, I won't bother you."

"A thing that can be understood after cleaning up is made as if you have taken on a big project." Tom complained expressionlessly. Properly took the dishes to the kitchen, "Clean."

"I think we should fix a cooking magic on the spatula and kitchen utensils, so that we don't even have to cook." Itana proposed the idea sincerely.

"Oh, then you can try it." Tom responded indifferently, raising his hand to turn over a page.

"You're not listening at all, well, I went to play with Danlin." Itana groped downstairs.

Downstairs, Danlin was reading the newspaper as usual, and there were plates on the counter with a little bit of unfinished toast on it.

"Playing while eating is not a good habit." Itana moved a chair to sit by the counter: "Be honest, what are you looking for that fish god for?"

Danlin covered his face with a headache, "Why are you so curious?"

It's okay to be very curious, but the general excuse is not easy to deceive, and it is difficult to make up a reason.

"Wisdom is the greatest wealth left to us by our ancestors. You said this. Curiosity and wisdom are often born together. Tell me, don't try to fool me." Itana tapped her fingers on the counter and took a deep breath. Tone:

"Why does the seal have to be handled by you, and Mr. Davis said that I am the second hand. Did he originally plan that if something happened to you and you couldn't seal it, I would replace it. In addition, the cane is what you used to do. It was taken out of the family, you need to use it to seal or assist the seal, and the relic shields many kinds of magic, but blood magic is not affected, is it really not affected or our blood is special? "

Itana just used up the previous breath after speaking, and her breathing returned to normal without any pause, waiting for Danlin's answer.

The knife and fork in Danlin's hand moved, and his mouth opened.He lowered his head, feeling more and more headache.

"How should I tell you..." Danlin poked the plate again and again with the knife and fork, "Our family is not pure wizards."

Danlin raised his head and looked at Itana, "For the fish god, although there is no relevant description in the family biography, things like him have some connection with our family."

"This connection is integrated into the blood, so that every immotelite has a bridge of communication between them."

"Perhaps in the past, our ancestors were one of those people who believed in the fish god."

"There's nothing you can't say about it, so much so that you're covering it up, and I thought it was some kind of shocking secret." Itana pursed her lips, "Then, what is the seal?"

Danlin held his breath for a short while, and finally shook his head, "The more you understand, the easier it is to be influenced. When the day comes to an end, I will tell you everything."

When he said this, he slowly grinned a slightly bitter smile, "Just like she did."

"What a curse, Itana, the curse that fate has placed on each of us."

(End of this chapter)