The Witch's Curse
Desperate Asa

The dark night has gone. The warm rays of the sun began to illuminate the earth. On Gene Island, which is a neighbor of the Cordovan Kingdom, 4 seasons still occur. The entire continent of Britani was not affected by the curse of the witch Maxi, just Cordovan alone. The story of the details, no one knows. Rumors have it that this incident has something to do with the rise of Queen Jelliza from the dead. But no one has ever investigated the truth of the rumors.

Bibbi was still helplessly drooping with a charred back and torn clothes due to last night's lightning strike. His face looked bloody from hitting the rocky ground. The luggage was falling apart and was being stolen by some small rodents who had been watching. They moved so knowing Bibbi was not trying to rebuke his friend who was bait. Rats and squirrels scrambled over breadcrumbs and fruit and grass scattered along the way.

*

"We've reached Gene Island, Your Majesty,"

Sir Albert, who was driving the way, reported to his superior. King Cordovan nodded and asked him to continue the journey. The longer it was delayed, the worse the consequences for Isyana. He did not know what to do if his wife's life was threatened only because of the duration of a long trip.

"Report! Commander-in-chief! There was someone who was injured," a Holy Knight who was in the vanguard as a telik-sandi, rumored to the supreme commander of the holy temple.

"Where?"

"There, Lord Commander!" The knight showed the location of the victim's discovery. The search party was galloping towards the mentioned direction. A woman is seen fainting on the street. His clothes were torn and his face was injured. The luggage looks scattered.

"Help her!" The Holy Commander's orders to his subordinates. Two knights raised the girl to the curb and began cleaning her before beginning the healing process.

The Sacred Commander got off the horse and monitored the development of the girl they had just found. The holy knight in charge of clearing his wound nodded, a sign of the next process being able to be carried out. The Holy Commander knelt down and prayed, then gathered up the healing mana from both his hands.

A gleaming white light appeared between the Holy Commander's right and left hands. When perfectly rounded, he threw the healing magic ball at the poor girl lying under a shady tree.

PYAAASSSHH

PHUB

BLARRRR

The healing magic ball bounced and burned in the air. Everyone was shocked in disbelief. The Holy Commander had already predicted that this could happen, so, the knights who had no interest had to keep their distance.

"How did that happen, sir?" One of the holy knights asked in astonishment. The Holy Commander tried to analyze the girl lying down.

"Try checking his neck, is there a blue pendant or not?" sama later. The two knights who had held the girl and examined the patient's neck, apparently, there was a necklace with a blue pendant hanging from his small neck.

"She is a witch" the Holy Commander then let out a long sigh and interrupted her action to transfer the healing magic to the girl. A magician cannot receive holy power because their magic energy is at odds. In fact, healing magic can heal any wound in a single use. Unfortunately, witches could not accept the power of gods because their essence was different. Black magic and white magic cannot be together.

"Then, what's his fate, sir?" one of the knights who was beside the girl felt sorry for her fate. If he is not helped soon, his life will likely be in danger. The Holy Commander shook his head and felt he could do nothing. Rajs Cordovan who had just watched, this time approached and called Sir Roy to check the condition of the girl.

"Let him check, Sir Roy is a paramedic in our unit" the King said. Sir Roy approached and found a severe burn on the girl's back. Quickly, Sir Roy applied an herbal ointment that could heal burns effectively. The ointment comes from turtle saliva and also mermaid scales that are very expensive. Royal paramedics have a stockpile of magic ointments because they have to take care of knights and even kings who may be injured while fighting.

"You crazy? You're the only one here, Sir Hugh, you're with him. Another army, move according to plan," commanded King Markian.

Sir Roy frowned, Sir Hugh who was behind him patted him on the shoulder to comfort. Their fate is a bit unlucky, must be left by the group on a ghost island like this.

"Wicked yes, Sir Hugh, we are left behind" sighed Sir Roy as he held the medical equipment he had beside the girl. Although he seemed annoyed, however, Sir Roy was a responsible and warm-hearted person. Of course, he also would not be willing to leave a patient just like that.

A variety of ointments, drugs and bandages are available Sir Roy's medical box. Periodically, Sir Roy will follow up handling after the ointment reaction looks good.

"Patience.. Patience.. Our fate is unlucky" Entertain Sir Hugh. He then helped Sir Roy mash the fever-reducing potion. The herbal plant pouch beside Sir Roy's horse saddle carries an assortment of grasses and herb roots to pound as medicine. Although not very complete, however, as a first aid, the plants are quite nutritious.

"All right, you take good care of yourself. If it can be left, follow us immediately, HIYAH!" King Markian drove his horse to run fast. He doesn't want to waste any more time. Their journey to get to the old Tower was less than an hour. The terrain is also quite easy, not too difficult like Padenville Forest because the Forest on Gene Island tends to be like dead forest.

*

"Where am I? Akhh... Be ill.... "

Isha asked herself. His hands and feet were tied to iron chains. His posture was bent with his face kissing the base of the bars. This time, the cage for Isyana's confinement became smaller. He could not lie down or even stand up. Really, how cruel Venn did to a girl who never even washed her own clothes.

"Aaaarrrggghhh!!! Eject me!!!" Shouted Isyana realized that he was being held hostage again. His memory is blurred by last night's events.

"Bibbi." he murmured, remembering the fate of his wounded friend.

"Dam!! Evil old granny!!! What are you doing Bibbi!!! Fucking fuck!!! " Umbat Isyana while continuing to thrash. Venn was not in the tower. He was going around looking for a large Abbys bird feather as a display accessory in the hat of the witch Maxi if it had risen later.

Isyana's shrieking and resounding voice in the old Tower only frightened the birds nesting on the roof. They fled flying in panic with a princess screech that resembled the sound of an eagle.

"HEW! BRISIK!!!!!"

Venn suddenly appeared from the front door, with a new robe and a beautiful feather from the Abbys bird he had just killed.

"TAKE ME OUT!!!" Peek Isyana tirelessly.

"YES YES.. LATER TONIGHT! NUDE!" Venn glared, then inched into his room on the 2nd floor. Isyana was defeated by having to shout and thrash nonstop. His voice became hoarse, his screams died down and changed into sobs.

"Huu... Huu.... Hix... Hikk....Mark's... Help me... Hu.... Hu....," his hiss as he tearfully. His body was very tired and sick. The chains on his hands and feet were very tight. The iron cage that was too small made his entire body feel torn apart. Ishana has been sent. He wanted to end his painful life.

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