Here, the Lord said this is a good thing

It was not until they boarded a special train that went directly to the vicinity of Angelababy that a small number of people came back to their senses from the revelry.

At this time, 24 hours had passed since Ye He distributed those pages, and the auction activities at the Continental Hotel had all ended.

But after the carnival, there is either a mess or people immediately go looking for another carnival.

The two monster masters came to their senses and suddenly realized their mistake while on this train in search of another carnival.

Different from the others who were discussing the City of Eternal Night with great interest, the expressions of these two monster masters were becoming increasingly ugly and terrified.

As they began to look around for a suitable direction to jump off the car, their eyes accidentally met.

"Did you notice it too?"

"Um……"

In an empty carriage at the back, the two smart men had their first, but unhistoric, meeting.

Or in other words...joining forces to keep each other warm?
"Let me introduce myself. I am Don Quixote, a descendant of the Law Seeker from the ancient Byron Territory."

"Haiqing Province, Demon Hunter Association, Geralt."

The blond gentleman and the white-haired hunter shook hands, and the next second, they asked each other the same question in unison:
"How to run?"

"Is there any way to leave?"

After asking the question, the two fell into awkward silence and their clasped hands slowly loosened.

Although Ye He did not mention whether those who were on the train could leave at any time, the train was not moving very fast and with the strength of the two of them, they could easily jump off the train.

What makes them feel embarrassed is never the "way" of leaving, but the "consequences" of leaving.

First of all, if they just ran away like this, would it attract Ye He's attention and lead to him hunting them down and silencing them?

Secondly, both of them had a vague feeling that since getting on this car, their fate has been deeply bound to that of everyone else!
Don Quixote pulled out a piece of paper from his arms. This was the notebook page that he had taken with great effort and had successfully kept until now.

“It should be this thing… It’s not the key to the treasure at all, nor is it a ticket to a treasure hunt!
This family... Belmond... I'm afraid they cursed these papers, which is why we were bewitched by Ye He and got on the car like those guys!"

"I agree, but now I know... it's meaningless, isn't it?"

Geralt also took out a piece of paper from his arms and threw it on the table.

He took a step back, slowly drawing out a silver sword from his back, muttering something.

Many unique sigils with special monster-killing effects began to slowly glow on Geralt's silver sword.

Demon hunters are special monster masters, especially Geralt, a "traditional" demon hunter.

Only hunters who drink secret medicine made from monster materials and pass the special maze "Green Grass Trial" and gain strong resistance to the power of monsters can be called monster hunters.

Geralt is one of the best among them, and the silver sword in his hand is not an ordinary thing. The entire sword is made of "holy silver" from the base of the prayer altar of the Holy See.

With countless believers praying day and night, "Holy Silver" has a natural divine aura attached to it, so that weapons made of holy silver can break the bodies of all monsters in the world!

But even so, when Geralt finished praying, activated the power of the demon hunter to the strongest state and swung the sword...

"Ding-dong!"

Half of the silver sword was inserted into the ceiling of the carriage, but the papers on the table were intact.

The power of the demon hunter with the power of "anti-magic", plus the "magic-breaking" silver sword and the "magic-breaking" seal, still cannot break through the defense of Camelot attached to the page.

These "energies" are completely ineffective against Camelot, so Geralt is actually just using a fragile silver sword to chop a hard object with spaceship-level defense.

The atmosphere in the carriage became heavy again. Since Quixote was also suffering from the same fate curse as Geralt, he had no right to laugh at Geralt's failure.

"You want to try?"

Geralt jumped up and pulled the broken blade from the ceiling, then put it back into the scabbard along with the hilt in his hand.

"it is good."

Don Quixote gestured at his piece of paper, and finally took out a quill and a bottle of ink and tried to write on the page.

"This is a quill made from the feathers of the Monster King. This bottle of ink comes from the Library. It is a special solution made using many monster materials and an extremely complicated process."

He explained to the somewhat puzzled Geralt, then dipped the quill into ink and took a deep breath.

"If I can defile the words on it, maybe we can still be saved?"

"Then I advise you not to do this."

Another voice suddenly sounded in the carriage, immediately attracting the attention of Geralt and Quixote.

A young man who seemed to have been sleeping on the seat at the end of the carriage sat up sleepily.

He rubbed his eyes, yawned, and then explained to the two:

“The blood curse of the Belmont family is the result of the common ideals of dozens of Belmont members, including the “last wishes” of countless adventurers who died in Evernight City.

They are warriors who died fighting against the [Immortal King]. Each of them is a master in fighting against monsters. Your pollution will only disgust their regrets and increase the curse of fate you have received! "

Seeing that the boy knew so much about the curses on these pages, Geralt couldn't help but ask the boy curiously:
"Then do you know how to remove this curse? The reason why it was formed...it doesn't sound like it should be so dangerous to people like us?"

"Oh, once you get this thing stuck on you, no one can escape. It's impossible to get rid of it. It's impossible to get rid of it in this lifetime."

The boy who was shaking his head said it in a carefree manner? But this was not good news for Don Quixote and Geralt.

"You might as well just follow the car to Evernight City."

Fortunately, the boy had another way out for the two of them:

“After you kill at least one monster resident of Evernight City with your own hands, the power of the blood curse will turn into a blessing.

By then... it will not only grant you many benefits, but will also no longer impose any restrictions on you."

After explaining in detail how the fate curse on these pages works, the boy grinned at the two again:
“With your strength, as long as you don’t follow Ye He into Evernight City, it shouldn’t be difficult to protect yourselves.

The Evernight City is not so closed to strangers. As far as I know, there are even some mortals who live there for a long time."

The boy's words made Don Quixote and Geralt feel much better, and the heavy psychological pressure was relieved a lot.

They looked at the boy with gratitude, and then Don Quixote thanked him:

"If what you said is true... Thank you! But may I ask if you are..."

"I?"

The boy smiled even brighter, and with his thick short silver hair and blue eyes, he was as bright as the morning sunshine.

"My name is Simon Belmont, the man who delivered my ancestor's notebook to Yehe."

"..."

Geralt immediately put his right hand on the hilt behind his back, tightly gripping the other fine steel sword on his back. Quixote opened his mouth in surprise, while tightly gripping the ink-stained quill in his hand.

It turns out you are the instigator!
"Clap."

The sound of a door opening sounded behind the two of them, causing them to subconsciously retreat to the left and right sides of the carriage, with their backs against the windows so they wouldn't be attacked from both sides.

But the newcomers were not their enemies.

Or rather... they are not worthy of being the enemy of the newcomers.

Yehe!

Geralt's eye twitched.

Ye He?

Don Quixote also recognized Ye He's identity through his temperament.

"How did you find me?"

Rather than Ye He's arrival, Simon, the young man from the Belmont family, is more concerned about why Ye He "can" come.

Ye He first looked at Simon, then waved at the papers left on the table by Quixote and Geralt.

A lot of silver light immediately emerged and penetrated into Ye He's palm. The two pieces of paper that were originally solid and incredible immediately began to oxidize and break.

In the end, they even turned into dust and floated to the back of Geralt and Quixote's left hands, forming a light-colored symbol like a family crest.

Don Quixote and Geralt's faces became even uglier because of this. When the symbol solidified on their skin, they also received the remaining message from Leon Belmont and learned the information that Simon had just said.

This is the true face of the curse of fate. It has gained enough power over the years and even has its own "entity" in the material world:
A mark that can be called a "curse mark", which is the symbol on the back of the hands of these two people.

At the same time, it is indeed the family emblem of the Belmont family, because there is a natural symbol of this on the back of Simon's left hand when he stood up.

"What's this?!"

"Belmont?!"

"..."

There was a commotion coming from the front carriage. Ye He not only took back Camelot and Caesar on the two pages here, but also took back those in the front carriage.

"Mr. Ye He, this is not a good way to form a crusade team."

Simon said to Ye He with a smile:
"Aren't you afraid that those people will hate you?"

"First……"

Ye He first raised his left hand and turned the back of his hand towards Simon.

The back of his hand was as smooth as new, with no signs of the curse mark.

This scene made Simon purse his lips immediately. Seeing this scene, Don Quixote and Geralt were stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted.

"you……"

Quixote pointed at Ye He in surprise and asked him in disbelief:

"You're not cursed? Then why are you spreading them?!"

Geralt also revealed this question in his eyes when he looked at Ye He.

He gripped the hilt of the steel sword even tighter. The demon hunter's keen intuition had already allowed him to sense an extremely bad aura from Ye He!

Unfortunately, Ye He didn't even look at them, but just smiled at Simon who was pursing his lips.

"You... think this is funny?"

Simon felt extremely ridiculous, but he knew that what he said was indeed the correct answer.

"second."

Ye He put his finger in front of his lips, signaling these people to be quiet and listen.

Simon, Don Quixote and the others were stunned for a moment and subconsciously fell silent.

"Hahaha!!"

"Keep drinking, keep drinking!"

"I've been holding it in for so many days, and there's actually such a good thing happening?"

"Just killing monsters..."

In the car in front...the carnival continues!
In the carriage on Ye He's side, except for him who was still smiling, the color had gradually faded from the faces of the other three people.

Don Quixote and Geralt quickly recalled why they boarded the train. It was because Ye He sent the message:
"If you want to go on an adventure with me to Evernight City, then get on board! But remember, the papers in your hands are your "tickets"!"

We... those people in the front carriage...

Isn't the purpose of everyone getting on the bus to go on an adventure to the City of Eternal Night, to kill monsters and look for treasures?

The paper turned into a curse seal... but in fact, nothing changed at all!
No, the existence of this curse seems to indirectly confirm a fact, that is, Ye He did not lie!

Simon just said that all they need to do is kill a monster resident of the City of Eternal Night, and the curse on their bodies can be transformed into a blessing, allowing them to gain many benefits.

This was also repeated to them by Leon Belmont's will when they received the curse.

So... this curse... can also be part of the adventure's rewards!

"Now……"

Ye He spoke for the third time, and asked Simon Belmont with a happy face:
"Do you still think there is anything wrong with the expedition team that I "funded and established"?"

A bitter smile appeared on the young Simon's face, and it was no longer bright.

"No……"

Ye He said "investment and establishment", which is absolutely fine! But this also shows that Simon's plan to drag Ye He into the water has completely failed.

Because this was just Yehe's "investment", which meant taking out the ancestor's notebook that Simon gave him through Lawrence, and "organization", which meant distributing the notebook and customizing this train, and that was all.

This is not "Yehe's" punitive team!

In other words, the "fate" of the expedition team itself, whether it is the existence of the curse or the leader, the team leader... none of these have anything to do with Ye He!
He is like a "chess player" who has seen through all the conspiracies long ago and is at a higher level. He has easily created the current situation that he finds "interesting and fun".

The point is…Simon couldn’t even say anything more.

Don Quixote and Geralt, as well as all the people in the front carriage, these "subjugation team members" who have cursed seals on the back of their left hands, their overall strength is no worse than the subjugation teams formed by previous Belmonts!

And the purpose is the same!
This was not the result Simon wanted, but it was unexpectedly acceptable to Simon. For now, he had to accept such a result!
(End of this chapter)