LETHYFEROUS
8 . CRYSTAL BALL

Fleur followed Hans into the house. No. gabe. More precisely, the man took her to the room. The girl could only sit on the bed. His mind floated to the curse that Selena had given him. For some reason, he couldn't stop his bad thoughts about it.

Hans, who had just finished his bath, looked at the red-haired girl. Fleur's gaze looked blank and it made him curious. He approached the girl.

“What's wrong?” tanyakanya.

Fleur looked. He immediately grabbed the pillow around him and threw it at the man. The girl immediately covered her face with both hands.

“Where's your shirt?” his gerrick.

Hans frowned and looked at himself. He only wears a towel to cover his intimate parts. The man chuckled.

“What's up?” tanyanya. “I'm your future husband, it can't be like this in front of you?”

Fleur slowly opened his hands. He's bowed. “Our relationship is not there yet,”.

Hans, who was about to pick up a dresser, fell silent. “I know,” reply, then take a shirt and pants and wear them quickly. “You don't want to change clothes?” bargained for. “I can

ask Zevanya to lend you some of her clothes.”

Fleur was still speechless, even as the man approached him. He's down. “It looks like, I'll just wear this,” he said.

The blue-eyed man snorted. He left the room for a few minutes, then returned with a shirt in his hand. Hans gave it to Fleur. “Wear!” her door. “You can use the toilet here.”

Fleur received the shirt. However, before he thanked her, the black-haired man had already gone outside the room.

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A little while later, Fleur came out of the room. Both legs just stepped and finally found Hans was chatting with a white-haired woman named Zevanya earlier. Fleur approached them.

“It's done?” ask Hans.

The green-eyed girl nodded. However, when he looked at Zevanya, he was immediately bowed. The woman seemed to know about her identity.

“So, how?” hans asked Zevanya after asking Fleur to sit next to her.

Zevanya sighed for a moment. “It seems, I know something about this,” he replied. “The curse of Selena can be made because of a certain ritual and it is very rare.”

The blue-eyed man nodded. He turned his head towards Fleur who was trying to look at him. Then, he looked back at Zevanya. “Can we start it now?” tanyanya.

The woman in white clothes was beating. He got up from the chair and headed to one of the rooms.

Meanwhile, Hans rubbed Fleur's shoulder, trying to calm the girl down. Fleur looked at him. The girl frowned in astonishment.

“What are you guys talking about?” tanyakanya.

“I told you about Selena's curse on Zevanya,” Hans replied. “He said, he knows something and maybe we can find an answer from him.”

Fleur just nodded his head chiming in. After all, Hans had helped her a lot even though they had only met for the first time. No. gabe. This is their second meeting. It seemed, Fleur's interest in Hans while at the dance reaped surprising results for him.

Knowing about Fleur's strange expression, Zevanya then flicked the fingers on the girl's forehead to make him jerk. Hans was no less surprised. He glared at Zevanya.

“What are you doing?” snapped it.

The zevanya just laughed a little. “Your girl daydreamed too much, Hans,” she replied half-literate.

Hans sighed. He looked towards Fleur. “You okay?” tanyakanya.

Fleur just nodded. He followed Zevanya's steps into a room. His green eyes were patterned, circulating a gaze throughout the room containing strange items. No. gabe. Only Fleur thought all the stuff in there was weird because he had never seen it. However, other than that, there were some items similar to the one that the late mother had. This leads him to conclude that Zevanya is a witch.

“I Wizard,” said the white-haired woman unraveled Fleur's daydreams. “Your mother may Witcher.”

Fleur gulped down the saliva. How does he know his mind?

Zevanya smile. He switched to a crystal ball placed on a one-meter-high threaded support pole. “We will try to see through this,” he said.

“See what?” ask Fleur inosen.

“Of course about the curse,” replied Zevanya. Both of his hands were raised between the crystal balls. “We will try to find out how to break the curse.”

The red-haired girl nodded her mafhum. Understandably, only this time did he see something that seemed rare in his sight. He stood beside Hans as the man pulled his waist to get closer. Fleur's heart beat was almost hunting because only this time he had the intense treatment of a man.

His Ezeva began to close his eyes and chant out something that Fleur did not understand. The crystal ball was glowing white. His radiance shimmered in all directions, sparkling like a star. Fleur could not see it because it was too blinding.

“Look!” the white-haired woman.

Hans and Fleur fell silent. They looked at something that suddenly emerged from the crystal ball. A vision appeared in both visions.

“A-what does it mean?” hans asked while looking at Zevanya who was still closing her eyes.

The woman was silent. He cast another spell and made that vision turn into something else. A bloody full moon and death everywhere. This made Fleut then inching. His hand involuntarily clasped Hans' arm until the man noticed it.

A few minutes later, the vision disappeared as soon as the light from the crystal ball disappeared. However, Zevanya had not yet completed her last spell, suddenly a hissing sound came out of the crystal. It gets harder and harder until hot steam comes out of it. Suddenly, the crystal ball exploded.

Hans suddenly moved quickly, clutching Fleur's body in his arms. The crystal fragment spread in any direction, even breaking the mirror in the room and making the entire room

become disorganized. The spark also slightly injured the blue-eyed man's cheeks and made Fleur shocked.

“Zevanya!” peekit Hans's.

The zevanya is seen covering his face. His cheeks and the back of his hands were slightly injured due to the splashing of the crystal ball. However, when he looked back towards the crystal ball, it was already completely broken. Not at all.

The white haired woman frowned. He took a sip of saliva, then turned towards Fleur who was still in Hans' arms.

“Fleur,” calls her, makes the girl look at her. “What did your parents do first?”

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