I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

Thinking of this, Ivan immediately became wary.

"Once we arrive, we should find an excuse to report to Hill, just in case something goes wrong."

Thinking to himself, he tied a perfect bow in front of the mirror.

After tying his bow tie, he pushed open the door and walked out of the dressing room.

"Mr. Karp."

He grinned.

"I'm dressed."

Garp, who was outside the door, turned around and looked at him for a few seconds.

The gaze was no longer that of someone looking at a poor student a few minutes ago, but rather a genuine assessment of someone who was "barely fit to be placed next to a prostitute."

"She has a very good figure."

Garp stepped forward and pinched Ivan's arm and thigh.

That kind of force wasn't the kind used to gain an advantage; it was the force of an experienced bodyguard assessing his colleague's muscle density.

"He's also very physically fit."

He nodded.

"Come on. I'll teach you how to check the safety of the carriage."

Karp's impression of this young man from the lower class improved, and he decided to seriously nurture this promising talent.

Recently, several wealthy students have been pursuing Miss Elding more and more frequently.

The school does not allow bodyguards to enter.

If we can train a young man personally selected by the lady, who can protect her closely at all times on campus.

That would greatly reduce the workload for him as the Hearst family's bodyguard.

Karp led Ivan through another door in the corridor.

Although the interior space is not large, it is decorated in a delicate and exquisite manner.

A polished mahogany desk is placed by the window, with a brass lamp and a dark green wool ink-absorbing pad on it.

Next to the desk was a small tea table, on which a silver tea set was already laid out, making Evan feel a little dizzy.

Against the wall was a single bed covered with a dark purple silk bedspread.

A large dressing mirror stood at the foot of the bed, next to which was a dressing table inlaid with ivory combs.

The overall style is exquisite with an understated elegance.

Karp walked to the wardrobe in the room.

"These are all sealed with tamper-evident seals."

He pointed to a thin, almost invisible wax seal in the seam of the wardrobe door.

"The first thing we do during the inspection is to check whether the seals are intact and whether there are any signs that the cabinet has been moved."

He explained and demonstrated the specific inspection procedures as he went.

I ran my finger lightly over the seal to confirm that the wax was intact, then tapped the cabinet wall with my knuckles to listen for any unusual sounds.

Evan nodded and imitated the entire action.

Upon reaching the inner wall of the private room, Garp reached out and placed his hand on Ivan's shoulder.

"Be careful here. Don't touch it."

He raised his finger and pointed to the area above the wall.

"These are ritual implements blessed by the healing church. They can protect the safety of the carriage."

Ivan looked up in the direction he was pointing.

A brass incense burner is embedded in the upper part of the wall.

Half of the entire furnace body was embedded in the wall, with the exposed part being about the size of a palm.

The furnace body is engraved with a circle of intricate runes. The lines of the runes are perfectly connected with the dark patterns originally drawn on the wall, making them look as if they were naturally grown there.

Ivan nodded, adopting a proper and respectful demeanor.

"clear."

Just then, a young bodyguard's voice came from outside the carriage.

"Brother Garp! There's trouble here!"

Karp waved to Ivan.

"Take a look around first. Wait for me, don't move around."

He turned and strode out of the private room.

Only Evan remained in the private room.

He stood inside the doorway, his gaze returning to the brass incense burner embedded high in the wall.

"A ritual implement for healing the church?"

He muttered to himself.

"It looks like a scam to rip off the nobility. The church loves doing this kind of thing."

"Since you gave me extra money, I'll take a look for you for free."

Having gained the Demon Hunter's Vision, Ivan was like a child who had just gotten a magnifying glass.

I want to zoom in on anything that seems suspicious.

He checked that no one was in the corridor, then quietly raised his hands, cupping them together like binoculars to block his view.

The next second, his pupils contracted vertically.

The moment the golden vertical pupils focused on the brass incense burner.

Ivan felt that what he was seeing was not an incense burner.

What he saw was the sun!

The incense burner exploded into a blinding golden light in his demon hunter's vision.

That light was not ordinary light; it was an energy field of a sacred level, carrying a "burning essence."

The edges of the light showed countless tiny, compressed tongues of fire.

"hiss!"

Ivan suddenly took half a step back, feeling as if everything went black.

Cold sweat slid down his back.

At the same time, I immediately made a fair, objective, rational, and pragmatic evaluation of my own behavior in my mind.

"I'm an idiot."

My eyes were severely burned.

A series of indescribable, excruciating pains exploded in my eyes.

The pain wasn't just a simple burn; it was as if a high-frequency electric current was burning through his skull along his optic nerve.

Tears streamed uncontrollably from the corners of my eyes.

He immediately reverted to his demon hunter form, and his golden vertical pupils faded back to their normal black.

Taking advantage of the brief moment in the darkness, a notification suddenly popped up on the panel.

[Curse detected: Compassion Copperification.]

[Compassionate Copper Transformation: Within one hour, your body will completely transform into a bronze-like state, and you will lose all self-awareness.]

"curse?"

Ivan's fingers, which were covering his eyes, stiffened slightly.

"Does that mean there's no way to reverse one's talent?"

Before his thoughts could even process it, he immediately sensed the specific changes.

His brain felt like it had been filled with a spoonful of mercury.

The mercury began to seep out from the folds of the brain, and wherever it seeped, the thinking in that area became rigid and sluggish.

Ten seconds.

The powerful self-healing ability has already repaired the burned eyes.

The moment I opened my eyes again.

He glanced down at his right hand.

A thin, dark yellow metallic sheen is appearing on my fingertips.

The color of my fingernails has turned bronze, and pressing them down feels like nothing, just a cold, hard metallic texture.

A curse, similar to Medusa's petrification, a brass version, was creeping from his fingertips toward his palm.

"As expected of the church."

He laughed inwardly.

"Do you really enjoy turning people into bronze (a derogatory term)?"

His mind started racing, but each time it raced, that stiff feeling would try to pull him back.

"Where are my teammates? Where are my teammates?"

He shouted in his mind.

"Help me, Mr. Copper Plague!"

Both are healing churches, and both are related to copper, so Evan naturally thought of the copper plague.

Accompanied by his call.

He suddenly felt something that had been dormant within him awaken abruptly.

It was a kind of throbbing excitement that came from deep within the blood.

The next second, a series of new prompts popped up on the panel.

[The copper plague has revealed the copper curse...]

The copper epidemic has entered a state of frenzy!

[The copper plague is consuming the copperification curse!]

Almost at the same moment the panel notification appeared, Ivan felt the sluggishness in his mind begin to fade rapidly.

It was as if an invisible vacuum cleaner was cleaning the spread of mercury from his brain.

He looked down at his fingertips.

The dull yellow metallic sheen faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The nails returned to their normal pinkish-white color, the skin regained its temperature, and sensation returned to the fingertips.

[The Copper Plague has devoured the Copper Curse! Progress +0.1%.]

[The Copper Plague has devoured the Copper Curse! Progress +0.1%.]

[The Copper Plague has devoured the Copper Curse! Progress +0.1%.]

……

The prompts are scrolling across the panel line by line.

Evan could clearly feel two forces clashing fiercely within him.

One is the "Compassionate Copper Transformation" that invades from the outside, and the other is the "Copper Plague" in his blood.

And it is quite obvious.

Playing on home turf, the Copper team held an overwhelming advantage.

Every second, the amount of copper-corruption being consumed is increasing.

"Haha. This trip was worthwhile."

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and then laughed until he cried.

"That's a huge profit!"

The notifications kept popping up, showing no sign of stopping.

With each "progress +0.1%", he felt he was one step closer to activating the 30% basic characteristic.