Don't move, it's a robbery!

"I became a vampire after being thrown into a mass grave. Because I'm afraid of them, I've never dared to go back. I have no idea about these strange things..."

"No, if you couldn't understand it, why were you looking at it so intently just now?"

My female neighbor's eyes darted around, and she even swallowed hard, making me want to just send her on her way.

In the end, I didn't take action. Time was of the essence, and having another helper would be good. Although my female neighbor was useless, she still had the instincts of a vampire. She could distinguish blood in the air by smell and could also tell whether a person was an ordinary person or a monster.

With her around, I can find the cultists hiding in the city much faster.

Persistence pays off. After searching for most of the night, we finally found a hideout of cult members. There were quite a few people inside, a total of 11, but apart from two people on lookout duty, the others were all asleep.

I sneaked in quietly, knocked them unconscious in no time, tied them up one by one, and then began the interrogation.

I won't go into the details, but the sight of it made my female neighbor hungry. After the ground was covered in tomato sauce, I finally confirmed two things: First, the thing on me was called a curse, and it was less than two days away from taking effect. Second, the cult I had just found had absolutely nothing to do with the curse on me.

"Damn it, a bunch of bastards! Couldn't they have said so sooner?! They wasted so much of my time!"

"We told you from the beginning! You didn't believe us!"

The few cult members who are still alive are crying with tears and snot streaming down their faces, seemingly repenting for their sins. I am in a very bad mood right now and have no intention of continuing to toy with them. I am prepared to send them on their way with sticks.

Seeing that I was about to kill them, several cult members immediately cried out in pain. Only one of them seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly shouted at me.

"Wait! Don't kill me! I don't know what your curse is, but I know who can lift it!"

I was a little surprised. It turns out that the caster wasn't the only one who could undo this. I quickly asked him to tell me who to look for.

"Go find the Jingfengling Mercenary Group. There was chaos in the city last night. We wanted to take advantage of the chaos to cause some trouble, but we ran into their mercenary group and were chased back. At that time, I noticed that there was a masked guy in their group who could cast spells. He can definitely help you remove the curse."

Seemingly afraid I wouldn't believe him, this guy started explaining the principles of the curse to me.

Simply put, a curse is a type of magic that lasts a long time, has a long casting range, and tends to corrode and damage. In addition to magic power, casting a curse also requires a certain amount of resentment.

There are many kinds of curses. To put it more bluntly, some curses can turn humans into monsters, such as vampires, werewolves, and zombies. Essentially, these are all curses of immortality at work.

Take vampires as an example. The reason why vampires have so many weaknesses is that the curse they possess is unstable. Sunlight and water can destroy the stable environment on which the curse depends. The reason why holy water can cause great harm to vampires is that it can remove the curse of immortality from them and return them to their original state of death.

Therefore, vampires killed with holy water can be considered purified in a certain sense.

Of course, not every curse will turn a person into a monster. The common characteristic of these curses is that they will have a continuous effect on the cursed person, and the strength of the curse will generally weaken over time.

That's why vampires need to replenish their blood, and werewolves need to look at the moon every now and then.

In contrast, there is a type of curse that initially has no effect on the cursed person, or the effect is not severe. However, as time goes by, these curses become stronger and stronger, and only when they grow to a certain extent will they completely erupt.

This type of curse is often fatal once it takes effect, and because there are no obvious symptoms before it occurs, many people are unaware that they are cursed.

However, there are two main ways to break the curse.

The options are either to destroy the magic that created the curse before it takes effect and detonate it before it becomes too powerful to be fatal; or to find a scapegoat and transfer the effects of the curse onto that person, making someone else suffer the consequences for you.

Most cults use the second method, such as using sacred objects to perform human sacrifices to evil gods. Essentially, it is the process by which the sacrificers transfer the curses they suffer to the sacrificed.

However, when they remove the old curse, they often get tainted by the new one, creating a never-ending cycle. Once the ritual is broken, the curse will erupt and take their life.

That's probably how Ronaldo died.

There are many more detailed ways to describe the curse, but the following content is not so easy to understand. I was completely confused and didn't understand what he was talking about at all.

However, I understood what he meant. To break the curse, there was no need to find someone from a cult. I could have someone with magic break the curse on me directly. Although I would suffer some damage, it shouldn't be fatal.

However, they want me to find mercenaries for help.

I frowned, looking somewhat troubled.

My bounty is quite high, and many mercenaries go crazy when they see me. I'm not usually afraid of them, but if a mercenary who can cast spells casts a spell on me and even invites me to attack, and I don't resist, then I'll have to think twice.

After all, I don't understand magic, so who knows if he might take the opportunity to do something else to me?

My brain is still worth a lot.

Come to think of it, in this city, I only seem to know one mercenary group, the one that the little girl who asked me to help rescue someone last time belongs to. That group is small in number, weak in strength, and they were even captured by the guards, so they're obviously not anything special.

Perhaps I should go find them first and inquire about this so-called Pure Wind Bell.

Hmm, that's a good idea.

Seeing the smile in my eyes, the cultist who had just made the suggestion quickly put on a fawning smile and looked at me with a sycophantic expression.

"My lord, could you spare my life, considering the good advice I gave you? I am willing to follow you and serve you forever."

"Sure, sure. By the way, do you have any bounty on you?"

.......

As soon as it was light, Little Dot got up, skillfully changed into her beggar's clothes, and then prepared to go to the back street to gather information.

But when she went out, she found that Eve's bed was empty and the towel that was on the clothes rack was gone. She immediately realized that Eve had gone to the bathroom again.

The little one cautiously approached the door of the washroom, listening to the sound of someone brushing their skin inside, and beads of sweat involuntarily dripped from his forehead.

"I feel like Eve's temper has been getting worse these past few days."

Ever since Eve used the self-destruct spell and was rescued, the colors on her body have started to look increasingly strange. First, they turned purple, then green, then white, then red. Most importantly, she starts to glow at night!

If it were just that, it wouldn't be so bad. At least she survived. Even if her appearance is a bit strange, it's not a big deal. After all, Eve is a spellcaster herself, and it's not impossible for her to find magic to restore her to her original state in the future.

But Eve's changes are not just limited to a change in color. Now, she's fine when she's not casting spells, but every time she uses magic, Eve starts to go berserk.

Last night, when the group went out to quell the riot, Eve had just used a spell when she suddenly charged out in a frenzy. Her size began to grow larger and larger, and then she grabbed the enemy and slammed them to the ground like a gorilla, cracking the stones on the ground.

After the battle ended and Eve finally returned to normal, she discovered that she had grown a huge amount of hair on her body, especially chest hair, armpit hair, and that unspeakable part. Eve spent a whole day cleaning it but still couldn't get it completely clean.

The little one shook his head, feeling a lingering fear. Luckily, he hadn't dared to take those strange medicines. Look at Eve, what a strong girl she is! She didn't even flinch when using self-destruct magic, and she cried three times yesterday.

Although he really wanted to recruit that chivalrous thief into the team, judging from Eve's current situation, it seemed hopeless.

The little girl shook her head regretfully, then tiptoed to leave, but as soon as she stepped out the door, she saw a familiar figure.

"Hey kid, we meet again. Got the 1000 gold coins you owe me from last time?"

"It's you?!"

The little one was initially happy, then terrified, and even started pushing me, trying to get me to leave.

You heartless little devils! I saved you last time, and now that we've met, you not only don't want to pay back the debt, but you haven't even said thank you.

I was a little annoyed and was just about to give her a flick on the forehead when I suddenly saw the bathroom door fly over from inside the house.

"Wow!"

Seeing the door flying towards me at the waist, I was so frightened that I quickly crouched down, thus avoiding being knocked away. But the guy behind me was in a much worse situation; he was hit squarely by the door and sent flying. I don't know if he's dead or not.

"Knock knock knock!"

Hearing the earth-shaking footsteps, both Little One and I were startled. Then we saw a burly man, over 2 meters tall, with exaggeratedly large pectoral muscles, rush out of the washroom. He was covered in colorful patterns, his eyes were wide like copper bells, and his fists were clenched like millstones.

When did such a powerful figure arrive in this desolate place?

"It's you! Don't run! Change me back!"

Seeing the other party's fierce appearance, I was so scared that I turned around and ran away, as did the little one. The burly man chased us for two blocks before slowly stopping.

"My God, what kind of monster is this?"

"She's not a monster, she's the fairy of our team, Eve."

"What? Elves look like this? I'm not well-educated, don't try to fool me!"

"Stop running, stop running! She's not chasing us anymore, it's alright."

The little one grabbed me and told me what had happened to Eve. Only then did I realize that it was my little pills that had caused the problem.

"Do you have any way to turn her back? Otherwise, she's starting to hate you."

"No, the injury was inflicted by someone else, and the pills were given to you by her. If she wants to hate someone, it's not my place."

I didn't know if I could solve this problem. If I agreed, it would be better if I couldn't, and the situation would probably be even more difficult to handle. Just as I was about to run away, Little Dot suddenly grabbed me and said that they could solve the problem I had recently encountered.

"Huh? How did you know I was cursed?"

"What? You're cursed?"