After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Severing her illusions, Annie stared intently at the knife at her feet, its sharp blade seeming to slash her eyes.

She took a deep breath, knowing that she had not exposed her identity, otherwise Elena would not have executed her near the camp.

It's no secret that those who possess the Wishing Star transform into cursed beings after death.

But Eleanor is a suspicious and cautious person, and she is also very decisive in her actions. I must have aroused her suspicion in some way.

So now Annie only has two choices.

One of them became a cursed incarnation after death, and fought a bloody battle against nearly ten thousand elite Northern Army soldiers, as well as Paladin Paul and Elene.

Another option is to reveal his identity and use the curse as a threat to force Elene to take him to the Northern Territory or release his family.

As she bent down, the moment her fingers touched the knife, Annie suddenly noticed a dark shadow flash before her eyes.

A fierce wind howled past, and Federico raised his giant axe high, aiming it at Annie's head as it came crashing down.

Annie was shocked. What terrible ideological transformation had the Northern Army undergone during the time she had been away from the Northern Territory?

Does that mean that prisoners can be executed with a clear conscience simply by taking up arms? What kind of army did that bastard Oswald build?!

"Stop! Do you want to be cursed to death?"

Annie's cold words made Federico stop his force in time, the axe blade stopping about five or six centimeters above her slender neck.

A few strands of long hair, blown by the wind pressure, were cut off and scattered by the blade.

Seeing Annie retract her finger, Federico clicked his tongue in displeasure.

Next time, let's leave this to Arian. He's efficient and will make sure the deceased doesn't make a sound.

Out of caution, Federico asked in a low voice, "What do you mean by the curse you speak of?"

Annie, straightening up, just glared at him, out of respect for the lady... If his axe had been any faster, everyone would have been done for tonight.

"I don't want to talk to you. Take me to see Elena. I have something to tell her, something very important."

Federico sneered. If this woman weren't so mysterious, he wouldn't have listened to her nonsense.

"Ha, it better be something important. If I get criticized by the adults for this, I promise I'll smash your bones one by one with a hammer."

Carrying two shovels, Aerion silently returned to the starting point, looking helplessly at the night sky, wondering if he would have to do it all again later.

Inside the tent, watching Federico return and the still-breathing scout behind him, Elena frowned.

Trusting Federico, she did not reprimand him, but simply turned her emotionless gaze back to Annie's face.

This time, Annie smiled and raised her chin, appearing very confident. Her annoying expression once again reminded Elena of something she had seen before.

"Even though you don't want to hear it, I still have to say to you, it's been a long time, Elena."

Elena responded indifferently, "Cherish your few words, there's no need to play tricks on me."

Upon hearing this, Annie smiled again. "Do you have a doctor here? I need a bottle of antidote."

"Give it to her, the bottle on the left."

Upon receiving the order, Federico walked to the shelf next to the tent, took out a bottle of dark green potion, and as he turned around, he slammed the potion heavily onto Annie's hand, his whole body radiating an uncontrollable killing intent.

Annie unscrewed the cap and drank the entire potion without a second thought.

She couldn't wait to see Elena's surprised expression; that calm, expressionless face, that rarely fluctuating emotional state, would be shattered in the next moment.

After drinking the medicine, Annie ran her finger across her lips with a smug look on her face. She probably never dreamed that she would appear in front of her in this way.

A few minutes later, the drug began to take effect, and just as Annie was about to show off her figure, she suddenly felt dizzy.

As all her muscles gave way, Annie collapsed to the ground, her trembling pupils looking at Elena, who was looking down at her documents with a mixture of confusion and disbelief.

What on earth did she give me to drink?!

With a loud bang, Annie, whose brain could no longer function, fell into a coma as if the power had been cut off.

"Find a doctor, and while you're at it, call Paul over and see what secrets this idiot has up his sleeve."

Without even looking up, Elena gave Federico instructions. It was obvious that no military commander would keep antidotes in his tent.

Those few bottles of potion were just sleeping pills that Jenny had specially made and sent to Elena to ensure that she could get rest every day.

Alini only dared to pour a small sip each time; there was no other way, the medicine was too strong. It seemed that Jenny had prepared several months' worth of medicine for her.

That foolish scout just gulped down the whole bottle; he'll probably be asleep for a month? Elena doesn't know anything about medicine, but she'll definitely stay asleep for a few days…

Paul, who rushed over, thought something terrible had happened, but it turned out to be just a captured scout.

The girl who suffered all sorts of treacherous schemes and ended up in a coma in the military camp... It sounds a lot like a story written by the Duke.

What was it called again? I think it was, "The Archbishop of Redemption: She Said It Was Sunburnt There".

Paul, standing by the bed, nodded emphatically. He remembered every story of the archbishop; he was the archbishop's most loyal fan.

After the military doctor finished the examination with magic, he turned and bowed to Elene, who was still flipping through documents, and said, "Sir, she used a potion to change her appearance and also overdosed on sleeping pills. She should be out of danger for now."

Alene nodded almost imperceptibly. "Thank you for your hard work. Please restore her to her original appearance. Don't worry about anything else."

"Yes, sir, I'll go and prepare the medicine right away."

After the medic left, Paul pondered the matter of altering his appearance, and after carefully examining the girl's face, he quickly gave up on solving the mystery prematurely.

Elena, on the other hand, seemed to have a sudden flash of inspiration and froze on the spot.

Long time no see… Elena revealed a dangerous smile; she probably knew who the other person was.

"How dare you come here?"

Her low voice was like a howl from hell. It was the first time Paul had ever seen Elena with such a murderous expression. She had probably learned to manage her expressions after spending so much time with the Duke.

However, seeing that Eleanor made no further move, Paul released his grip on the sword hilt.

Closing the file and suppressing her inner turmoil, Elena closed her eyes and then slowly opened them again.

"Sometimes I don't know what these guys are thinking, Paul. You must feel the same way I do."

"You mean, she's also cursed?" Paul exclaimed in surprise, accurately identifying the person. The only one who could make Lady Eleanor reveal her face was probably Annie.

Sigh, the human kingdom is in complete chaos, yet they can still continue playing with abstract concepts.

"You mean…" Combining what Elene had said before with the now revealed truth, Paul frowned. "She already has a new identity, yet she still wants to come here to die?"

"The curse will come out sooner or later; maybe she just wants to disgust us."

Elene didn't care about Annie's motives; if it weren't for the curse, Annie, who was unconscious in bed, would have turned into a corpse immediately.

"Send someone to inform Luna and Jenny first, and ask Jenny if she has any potion that will keep someone from waking up for the rest of their life."

After giving Paul her instructions, Eleanor looked at Federico, who was standing to the side, completely bewildered.

"Write to the commander of the Third Division and ask him to prepare sailors and a ship for a long voyage. I will need it in about half a month."