Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 303. 302. Curse Lifted
"Is the corpse I brought back useful?"

Lan stood aside, asking Geralt.

The experienced witcher stroked his chin while looking at the corpse and thinking.

"Your investigation is much more useful than mine. If he is indeed the murderer who raped and killed that lover, then this corpse can probably eliminate the resentment about death in the curse."

"It's not uncommon for people to complain, and then they are distorted into wishes or curses by unknown creatures, or simply by the strong chaotic magic. It is difficult to deal with the intricate and whirlpool of emotions that some people turn into demon spirits after death."

With that, Geralt sighed.

"That's why I don't want to take on the job of lifting the curse. It's too troublesome."

"At least." Lan En's tone was very relaxed. "At least we know this lover's feelings for Feixenite. She didn't hold enough malice when the curse took shape."

He was just a helper anyway, and of course the most troublesome thing in this task had to be left to Geralt to worry about.

After the two cleaned up, they walked directly towards the tidal flat where Fesnet settled and ate.

On the beach, the two witchers happened to meet Miss Elisa who came to feed her brother, and the shirt cormorant who swallowed a whole live fish with its head up on the table.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen."

Eliza greeted the two with her hands dabbing on the apron at her waist, showing good manners.

Although Geralt felt that if he was the only one who came, he probably wouldn't be treated like this.

After Lane and Geralt also greeted the noble lady, they looked slightly seriously at the shirt cormorant that had finished eating.

"It's almost ready, we can start to break the curse."

After hearing this, the cormorants spread their wings, jumped up and down and screamed, looking very excited.

But Geralt's next sentence silenced him immediately.

"You must have love in your heart." The old witcher commanded the cursed person very seriously. "You have to have sincere love for your lover."

The cormorant in the nettle shirt immediately froze.

Letting a person who has changed from a human into a bird, who can't even control his own shit, who has lived for two years, sincerely love and curse himself requires anyone to listen to him.

Before the cormorants started to lose their temper and bark, Lan En took a step forward and told the former baron about his investigation.

The lover's curse is not intentional, it's just a complaint.If he hadn't been raped and killed later, perhaps besides his own sister, there would be another guilty woman taking care of Cormorant here.

After Lan En finished speaking, the cormorant seemed to be dazed and unresponsive, just staring at the dead body wrapped in canvas on the back of Pope's horse.

The object of Feixenite's initial resentment was his lover, who he thought was just a bad woman who was not greedy enough and then cursed.

But when he knew that the so-called 'bad woman' was raped and killed just because she complained a few words before accepting his proposal, instead of running away, resentment would turn into guilt.

The facial muscles of the bird do not support him in expressing mixed emotions.

"You'd better get angry now." Geralt could imagine how Feithnet felt right now, and he probably wanted to tear up the corpse.

"This corpse will sink into the lake during the process of lifting the curse. When you turn back into a human, you won't be able to find him."

As soon as the words were finished, the cormorant in the shirt jumped on the back of Pope's horse like crazy, and started screaming, tearing the corpse under the canvas with its claws and beak.

Eliza turned her head away, silent.

Lane took Poppy's reins to keep him from getting startled.

The body of the cormorant has no physical strength to speak of, and under the strenuous exercise, Faithnet had to stop soon.

At this time, Geralt removed Mutter's body and placed it near the lake.

Then he took out a women's sapphire brooch from his pocket and hung it on the chest of Freixnet's nettle shirt.

This is the object he obtained after investigating in this direction.

Freixnet was also brought by Geralt to a location adjacent to the lake. The witcher stepped on the muddy beach and knelt down on an exposed stone.

"Stand on the corpse and start imagining."

The tone of the witcher's meditative state became melodious and psychedelic.

The cormorants naturally began to follow suit.

"Start to imagine that what you see in the reflection of the lake is your own figure when you were a human being. The brooch is your love, and the corpse is your hate. The power of the curse will follow the flow of love and hate."

Elisa and Lan En stood a little farther away. Ordinary people could not feel the flow of chaotic magic power in the space, but the silver necklace of the demon hunter had already started to rattle.

At the sapphire brooch on the cormorant's chest, light particles like particle effects began to gather, and then exploded with a "bang"!

The brooch exploded as if it was exploded by some force, and a shock wave that did not match the size broke out.

But the cormorant, which was obviously in the same direction as the corpse under its feet, was pushed to the beach by the shock wave, and the corpse, against the principles of mechanics, rolled towards the lake.

The fluttering cormorant exploded its bird feathers in mid-air, turning into a strong naked man.

The originally bulging corpse canvas bag seemed to have shrunk suddenly, becoming very deflated and heavy, and then sank into the lake.

Lan En saw clearly from the side, that corpse was not just as simple as "sinking into a lake" in Geralt's mouth.

It was turned into a cormorant instead of Fesnet, and then dragged to the bottom of the lake by the constraints of the magic power of chaos.

Miss Elisa excitedly rushed towards the muddy Baron Hamm, while Lane walked up to Geralt who had stood up.

He just wanted to praise the old witcher's proficiency in business, but then the old witcher blew a proud whistle.

"Phew! It really worked!"

Lane's smile froze at that moment.
Beside him, Feixnet stood up tremblingly from the tidal flat. It seemed that after two years, he had to re-adjust to his human body.

A pair of brother and sister embraced and wept with joy regardless of the dirt on their bodies, while Geralt and Lane turned and left with very winking eyes.

"Now, you can go to King Aiweier to receive the reward. By the way, how much can you earn from lifting the curse of a baron?"

"Fifty full uncut crowns is equivalent to five hundred orens."

"Sounds good. Although it can't compare with the three thousand Oren you got when you released Princess Adda a few years ago, it's still very valuable."

Geralt listened to Lane and added to him.

"Don't think that an ordinary baron can ask the king to pay this price. King Ewell is willing to pay this money because he wants to marry Miss Eliza."

"Marry Elisa?" Lan En raised his brows, "How old is King Aiweier?"

"That guy is more than 50 years old. When I met him in the past, he even pissed on his pants. Eliza married and could become a widow queen in a few years. The future will be very easy."

"Sounds good, she looks beautiful and not sharp, she is very suitable for a widow queen who doesn't do anything. And with the two years she has taken care of her brother, I guess she can be woven into a fairy tale forever. .”

Geralt nodded approvingly.

"Stories are going around, and they say that Faithnet was turned into a swan, and five brothers were turned into swans too."

Lan En tilted his head to look at him in surprise.

"It's changed so fast? The last time I heard it was only about swans, now there are brothers."

"Rumours and fairy tales, I really don't know why turning into a swan is more romantic."

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