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"Li Ou," Lu Yuewu put down the basin of water in her hand and immediately came over to support him. "What are you doing? Your injury has not healed yet." She complained dissatisfiedly, "How many more days do you want to lie down?"

The alchemist stood up with his support, and his smile seemed a little distorted by the pain from the wound. "If I lie down like this, I will rust." He took a breath and stood still. "The moisture at the beach is always too heavy, I have to walk around and bask in the sun." He shrugged, but he didn't want to pull the wound on his shoulder again. The penetration wounds are always difficult to heal.

"Are you okay? You always like to show off." She held him and sat down again. The force in her hand made Leo unable to resist.

"I'm not that fragile." Li Ou smiled helplessly, "Okay, let me get up, I have an appointment with the prince." He grabbed his pants, but even bent down was extremely difficult. "Please, put your pants..." He was very embarrassed. He couldn't even put on a pair of pants for himself now.

Lu Yuewu blushed, snatched the dark blue trousers from his hand, and carefully put them on him slowly. "What's the matter again? Do you have to go now?" She turned her head and tried to divert her attention.

"You will know if you follow me."

"I'll go too? Oh, okay." Lu Yuewu hurriedly fastened his belt, but for a while she was already sweating, and she had never panicked like this even when facing the enemy. "I'll go and prepare first." After she said that, she turned around and left.

"Wait." Li Ou smiled bitterly and called out to Lu Yuewu who had already opened the door. He raised his hand to her. "Do you think I can climb down the stairs by myself? Unless I roll down like a ball."

"I'll call Rosie," she said, fleeing in a hurry.

Rosie had almost nothing to say to him. She seemed to be angry about some trivial matters. Her attack was not serious, and she was amazingly strong. As a mage, Li Ou felt that her strength was much greater than that of Lu Yuewu. He even thought that she had the strength to carry him downstairs directly, and Lu Yuewu could not do this.

He was thrown on the sofa with rudeness. Every wound was moaning in pain, every muscle was shaking and wailing. Cold sweat soaked the clothes. He gritted his teeth and tried not to make a sound, but the healing wound burst out and blood soaked his shirt.

"Roxi!" Lu Yuewu shouted loudly.

The female mage's eyes flashed with panic and self-blame. "What are you doing? I feel distressed?" She quickly withdrew her gaze from Li Ou as if she was evasive, but she was still stubborn. "Don't worry, he can't die. Since you are so worried, then you come and take care of him. I won't interfere with your good things." She became more and more angry as she spoke. In the end, she could no longer see any regrets and left the living room angrily.

Li Ou was gasping heavily, and the pain made him pale. Lu Yuewu carefully helped him up and sat up. She unbuttoned the buttons of her shirt and checked his wound. "How is it, are you okay?" Lu Yuewu asked worriedly.

"I can't die."

"How could she do this?"

Li Ou pursed her lips tightly and remained silent. "Change some clothes, and then we'll go out." He told the female swordsman.

"Don't you re-apply the medicine?"

He grabbed the clothes and stretched out his hand without Lu Yuewu reaching out and putting it on. When it was his turn to button up, his hands were shaking and trembling, and his fingers couldn't even hold the buttons. But he finally put them on. "No." He said hard and stood up.

"Where is Rosie?" Lu Yuewu asked.

The alchemist looked at the closed door and shook his head silently. He didn't know what to say. "Let her stay alone." He decided like this. "Miss Ivera." He quickly turned his head to look at the Bachelor's Miss who was always silent.

"Ah? What? I'm here, I'm listening." She raised her head suddenly, looking flustered, looking helpless.

Is she the same as Yuewu? She doesn't know how to deal with herself because of the words of the day? They are still embarrassed, while Rosie's reaction is fueling the fire. But Leo found that she couldn't say anything and could not say it. She could only hope that time can erase the turmoil in her heart as soon as possible and make everything return to normal.

The alchemist turned his sight away, "You should join us too. We need your knowledge."

"Oh, oh, go out. OK, okay. Go out." The bachelor's lady said in a panic, "I'll go change my clothes now, soon, soon. Asha." She called the lame maid, "Find out the clothes, a sky blue skirt... No, wait, where are we going, Leo? Oh, okay, Asha, I need short clothes..." The bachelor's lady finally chose a white shirt with brown trousers. She was wearing a pair of horse boots, her long golden hair tied with a bunch of ponytails and hanging behind her head, looking very heroic. She was just a short sword and a good horse, and she could become a real female knight.

"The female knight who cannot use the sword." Prince Oberon commented.

When he said this, he was standing outside the tall wall of the prison, wrapped in an old numb robe, and a wide-brimmed round hat roughly covered the outline of his face. Without looking closely, the Valians, who were as dark as ink, would not be able to see the difference in their eyes.

"She is a bachelor's degree." Leo told the prince.

"I know, how could I forget this. She swore this on the day of the trial."

His anger was still not gone. The king was a stingy man who held grudges. Scholars all thought so. "She can help. Her knowledge comes in handy, and she knows more than me. No one dares to boast about knowing all evil curses, but the bachelors are different."

The word curse seemed to have magic. The prince was silent for a moment and sighed, "Miss, come too." He was like an old man, hunched over his back. "Since I believe in the alchemist, I will naturally not doubt your loyalty to him."

After ten days of visiting the dungeon, it was difficult for him to explain what he was feeling right now. However, Lu Yuewu looked around from time to time, as if looking for the cell where he once lived.

In a single room not far from where he lived before, the night witch was sitting in the corner holding her knees and crying quietly. She finally looked like a girl, with her hair messy, but no longer shining purple, but a slightly yellowish light brown. Her skin also had its magic patterns, showing paleness that had not seen the light for a long time. She was finally normal.

The prince prompted the prison guard to open the prison door.

Hearing the sound of the iron gate, the girl seemed to be frightened. She curled up in the corner in horror, shivering even tighter, trembling. "Don't be afraid, Nianta." The prince stretched out his hand to her. But this only allowed the girl to hide further. They should be glad that this was a small cell, not a wide sea. Otherwise, she would definitely jump into the waves without hesitation, even if she could not swim.

No matter how much the prince tried, the girl kept hanging her head and silent, escaping his hands and resisting his closeness. "Why is she still like this, an alchemist?" the prince asked distressedly, "Isn't she no longer different from other girls? Why did she treat me like this? She seems to have no memory of the past."

"Seven years have passed, Your Highness the Prince. That has been too long." The alchemist's voice seemed to evoke a little memory of the girl. She secretly raised her head and looked at him. "You and I can't remember what happened seven years ago." What's more, after retiring from the cloak of magic and the disguise of the demon, she is now like an ordinary little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. Seven years ago, she was only eleven or eleven years old. What can she remember? Leo did not have any expectations for this.

"But in this case, we can't ask anything and we won't know anything." The prince's eyes burned with anger like a raging flame. "Who hurt her? I have to figure it out. Who is so vicious and put the curse on Nianta?"

After he calmed his anger, Leo asked in confusion, "Nianta? Has her identity been confirmed?"

"I can't think of anyone else wearing a golden boat with me." He took out the gold chain from his pocket. "She is the daughter of the Count of Golden Boat, Nianta, I will not admit my mistake. Looking at her eyes, she has a pair of sapphire blue eyes, exactly the same as my little princess, my wife - she is the Count of Golden Boat's sister - a pair of beautiful eyes that are unforgettable. How could I admit my mistake?" The prince was excited. "How could I watch her suffer? It's been seven years, seven years, she has been suffering, right by my side, but I have no idea, and even wanted to kill him. If it weren't, if it weren't for you..." He clenched his fists, "Who is so cruel? Alchemist, you say, who dares to do this, who cursed her? How did all this happen? How could she become a ignorant... Ye, Ye Witch..."

The girl was frightened by the prince's yell. She threw herself into Leo's arms and hid her head in his arms. The life-and-death enemy who had been a few days ago now regarded him as a support. "I don't know this, nor will she know." Leo did not push her away. "But there must be a spellcaster, and they cannot make their own."

"The curse will not happen for no reason, there will always be some reasons." Miss Bachelor agreed softly, "Has it happened?"

"Everything was calm, except for the sudden death of the Countess of the Golden Ship."

"Suddenly die?"

"But we can't find out the cause of death. It seems to be because of illness. But now, I'm beginning to feel that it's magic." The prince said distressedly, "I have to re-examine one by one after another." He sighed heavily, and he looked at the frightened girl and asked softly, "You guys say, when will she get better... I mean, at least to a normal girl."

"Maybe months, maybe years," the bachelor's lady told the prince, "mentally, her developmental level may be relatively low, just equivalent to a child around ten years old. You can't ask too much."

"This is for granted."

"She will recover slowly, but you can't scare her anymore. She will remember you after all, but now, her mind is still very confused. You also know that what she has done in the past seven years will not disappear for no reason."

The prince swallowed, "That is, she would think of those terrible things?" he asked worriedly, "Will the curse recurrence?"

Leo and Miss Bachelor looked at each other, and they quickly avoided each other's sight.

"I can't explain it clearly." The alchemist replied.

"Unless the spell caster casts her again. But that's almost impossible, no one can get close to your palace, right?" Miss Bachelor's words reassured the prince. "But just in case, you'd better have her wear a wedge stone - the kind used by Leo - it's expensive, but it shouldn't be a problem for you."

“Is there any more?”

"You can't let her live here. The Night Witch is afraid of the dawn. Let her live as much as possible on the tower, with plenty of light, away from the dark room and shadows, and the alder wood is burning in the room at all times."

Prince Oberon's tone suddenly became sad. "I will keep your warning in mind, Miss Bachelor. But is there no one-time and for all?"

"Of course there is, and it's very simple..." Her words suddenly stopped because a sound of footsteps suddenly came from the cell, walking towards them.

"Who is it?" Prince Oberon shouted loudly.

The man walked out of the corner, and the torch stuck in the wall illuminated his face.

——Baron Alanbert?
Chapter completed!