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"That's why I thought that girl was someone you wanted to defile, and that's why I separated you from her, in order to do everything I could to rid you of this evil incarnation."

"I'm not evil, okay? Have you ever seen an evil person break someone's things and then pay for them?"

Ye Xiao said with dissatisfaction, "As for that girl's curse... it existed before I met her."

"Yes, yes, I'm very sorry,"

The old woman apologized, "Now that I have activated my spiritual vision or can perform divination, I cannot detect any dark aura from you. It's strange that only the 'Spiritual Mirror Crystal' can reflect a faint image of you."

"But to be honest, much of the knowledge of my ancestors has been lost in the process of transmission, and my skills are only considered average in the clan. I have never heard of such dark things in my life. So I'm afraid I can't explain what's going on to you."

"Uh, it's okay,"

Ye Xiao scratched his head. It was really asking too much of an ordinary person to interpret his situation. It was a miracle that the other person was still alive. "When I visited some ruins before, I received the blessing of some strange statues. It might be related to that thing."

"As for the curse on that girl, now that you've seen it, do you know of any way to remove it?"

"I am not very knowledgeable... I'm afraid I'm powerless... I even need the Spirit Crystal to detect the darkness."

The old lady sighed.

"Alright. Is the 'Crystal of the Spirit Realm' you're referring to that crystal ball?"

Ye Xiao asked helplessly, "Is there any way to obtain a similar treasure from anywhere?"

While speaking, Ye Xiao didn't forget to check his system shop, hoping to try his luck and buy one.

This might help him understand Lydia's situation.

Unfortunately, this item is not available for sale in the store.

"The Crystal of the Spirit Realm... is a treasure passed down through generations of my family,"

The old lady said slowly, "Its specific origin is unknown. All we know is that our family has used it as a tool for divination for generations."

"Is there... no alternative?"

"I'm sorry... that's all."

Oh no... I've unintentionally ruined someone's family legacy.

Ye Xiao felt a pang of guilt.

"However, perhaps we can try to repair it... but we need to find another branch of my family, the Rom Shaman."

The old woman continued slowly, "They are skilled at healing living beings and repairing damaged items. If we can find the patriarch of their main clan in this generation, perhaps we can restore it."

"Actually, regarding your girlfriend's curse, if you are not the cause of the curse, you might be able to find them and try to resolve it."

The old woman continued, "The shaman chieftain has the power to communicate with the goddess of healing, and requesting the goddess's blessing may remove the curse from her body."

"Thank you... Where should I find them?"

The Rom are somewhat similar to the Gypsies in the history of Earth. The Rom originated in the North and were forced to migrate to various parts of the world due to the harsh environment and barbarian invasions.

Although the barbarians in the North have been pacified by the combined forces of the Sanctuary and Loren, the Rom have developed into different ethnic groups around the world. Only a small group of leaders from each ethnic group will gather in their homeland to worship on specific holidays.

Ye Xiao pondered, it seemed like there was an extra side quest.

Sure enough, the system notification sounded the next second:

[Quest triggered: Reconciliation after a Broken Mirror]

[Mission Briefing: They are scattered all over the world, but every afternoon, they gaze at the northern sky, for that is the direction of their distant homeland.]

[Task Difficulty: Hard]

[Quest Rewards: 1000 Roma Reputation, 1 Spirit Crystal, 1 Healing Shaman Class Card, 2000 Universal Points, 1000 Gold]

“We Rom people often travel around the world, including the shaman clan, but three months from now all the main clans will go to Sky Ridge in the North for a pilgrimage. Perhaps we can find them there.”

Ye Xiao nodded his thanks and accepted the task.

Then he saw the old woman stand up again and gather up the broken wooden stick, the broken short sword, and the dented copper bell from the ground.

"What are you..."

"The Sacrificial Sword... and the Enchanting Fragrance... though not as ancient as the Crystal of the Spirit Realm, are still treasures passed down through my family..."

"...I'm sorry, uh, that wooden stick wasn't one of them either, was it?"

"The Flute of Emerald Green...that is indeed it."

Since this room is full of antiques, why choose to fight here?!

Ye Xiao watched the old lady's hunched back as she sorted through the broken yet precious items, feeling both pity and helplessness.

Forget it, let's take them all and repair them together. I just hope that the shaman clan doesn't think I've raided one of their clans' ancestral homes.

Chapter Forty-One: The Sword Pavilion Master

Sunset West Mountain.

An island tavern in a small town.

Although the merchant ship would set sail early the next morning, not all passengers would return to the ship in advance.

Rather, most people will seize the time to enjoy entertainment on land, since what follows may be a tedious two-week ocean voyage.

Therefore, the tavern was bustling with activity at this moment.

The fire flickered in the stove. Li Cheng and his companions from the Seven Luminaries Society drank, clinked glasses, and chatted in the main hall, while Ye Xiao leaned against the table, feeding the three demon gods.

Ella used a portal to send Skadi back to the palace. After all, His Majesty the King had important matters to attend to and couldn't be out partying so late at night.

Most of them would probably be spending the night at the tavern, so Ella took the Templars back to the ship at the port by herself.

The accommodations at the island town tavern are rather basic; Ella definitely misses her spacious suite on the ship more.

However, the unique scenery on the island at sunset is worth seeing, so Ella is not in a hurry to use the portal to return.

Watch as the silhouettes of seabirds sweep across the sunset as it sinks below the horizon, the golden-red clouds reflecting off the shimmering waves.

But right there by the roadside, in the overlapping shadows of the palm trees, a small team of three peeked out furtively.

These were the three players who had been at position 42 in the auction earlier. The leader, Xiao Wei, was holding a monocular telescope and standing on the shoulders of another small girl, looking at Ella and her group with a somewhat anxious expression.

"What should we do, bro? It looks like they're going back to the ship in port... And where did they put the things they auctioned off? Why are they all empty-handed? We can't even steal them."

"Weren't you going to attack them? Why are you just hiding so far away and watching?"

The girl's pessimistic brother gestured with his staff, "This distance is too far for my storm spell to reach."

"What a joke! Didn't you see what the auction house was like?"

Xiao Wei put down her binoculars and looked at her brother as if he were an idiot. "That group of pirates was crushed in an instant by that big, black thing. What's the difference between us going up there and sending ourselves to our deaths?"

"Sigh, I was already prepared to make a sacrifice."

"No one will be sacrificed, okay!"

Xiao Wei was speechless. Just then, Yi Fei, who was standing on her feet, muttered aggrievedly, "Why are you stepping on me? Shouldn't Duo Jian be the stepping stone?"

"There's nothing I can do. I'm a mage after all, and my body isn't strong enough... If Xiao Wei were to step on me, I might just break."

"Dude, are you looking for death?! ...Hey? Shh, don't talk yet, it seems like there are other people looking for them too."

Xiao Wei interrupted, raising her binoculars again.

In her field of vision, she saw a man wearing a straw hat blocking the way for Ella and her group.

The man wore a tattered reed raincoat and held a sword, like a lonely bush growing in the middle of the road.

In order to hear the conversation more clearly, Xiaowei slightly turned the knob on the binoculars, and some faint sounds came from the brass tube.

The telescope in her hand was an enchanted product specially crafted by dwarves. In addition to being able to see far away like a regular telescope, it could also pick up sounds from the field of vision.

However, because it was a relatively old model, it took a long time to adjust it before I could barely hear the sound from afar.

And at that moment, on that path.

The unexpected arrival of the uninvited guest was so sudden that the Templar Knights beside Ella immediately tried to protect her, but Ella stopped them with a raised hand.

She felt that the person in front of her was not hostile.

"I remember... you were the one in seat number 86 at the auction?"

Ella looked at the other person and asked curiously.

She vaguely remembered this person because she had competed with him for several rounds in the first auction item—a sword belonging to a former pirate king's second-in-command.

"I am deeply honored that you still remember me, sir."

The man clasped his hands and bowed.

This familiar yet unfamiliar way of bowing surprised Ella. A stranger?

No, that's not right. I should say... fellow townsman?

But that's not right either. Even though they are players from the East of Earth, most of them have adapted to local customs and wouldn't deliberately practice such Eastern etiquette. In fact, modern people generally wouldn't do that either.

Could it be that...?

"You're from the Eastern Yang Continent?"

Ella never imagined that one day she would ask someone else this question.

"Where is the Eastern Yang Continent...?"

The man was stunned for a moment.

"what?"

Ella was also stunned for a moment, then her lips twitched, and she finally understood, "...Okay, so you are still a traveler from another world."

"Indeed, I am Mingya, the Pavilion Master of the Blue Star Sword Pavilion."

...What the heck? Turns out, it's a player with chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

Ella sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation. She had actually thought she had met someone from the Eastern Yang Continent.

"Well... hello, Master, what can I do for you?"

"To be honest, although the sword you bought has an extraordinary history, its last owner was actually my deceased friend. He was killed by pirates, and his sword ended up here."

"You want to take that sword?"

Ella put her hands on her hips and said, "I paid for it myself."

Regardless of whether what this guy said is true or false, since he couldn't outbid her at the auction, the other party definitely couldn't come up with the money she used to bid for the sword.

“I understand, therefore, I would like to make an exchange with you, sir, using this sword in my hand.”

At that moment, the other party solemnly presented the sword with both hands. The scabbard had weathered many years, with mottled wear and fine scratches that resembled the marks of time.

The Templar Duhart accepted the sword and carefully handed it to Ella, who gently grasped the hilt and slowly drew it.

In an instant, a cold and sharp aura burst forth from the sheath, the sword blade as clear as a mirror, reflecting the girl's pair of bright red eyes.

Judging from the scabbard, this sword must have been through countless battles, but the blade is so smooth and looks brand new, which means that the sword is not only well maintained but also of excellent quality.

Looking at the system's check results, sure enough, the sword was an already identified item called "Yunlan". Not only was it a rare item, but it also had an extra "Flowing Slash" skill compared to the sword that Ella had purchased.

"Is this your sword?"

Ella asked in surprise, "To be honest, yours is clearly better than your friend's. Are you sure you want to switch?"

However, the other party simply said softly, "I humbly request your permission, my dear friend, to leave this sword as his final relic to the world. I swear to bury it in his final resting place, to keep my eternal vow to my deceased friend."

"To be buried in the land of slumber..."

Ella pondered the meaning of the inscription before realizing what it meant. Then, she casually created a small portal, took out the pirate sword, and handed it to the other party.

"You mean you're going to bury this sword in your friend's grave? But you've given me your sword too, so you'll have nothing left?"

"With the intent of the sword in your heart, everything becomes a sword. The way of the sword follows the heart; there is no need to be attached to any one thing."

The man took the sword, said in a low voice, and then clasped his hands and bowed deeply.

Chapter Forty-Two: The Stalker

Then, the player whose art style was out of place with Ella and the others turned and left, leaving behind a lonely figure in the sunset.

Ella offered to give the other party some gold coins as compensation, at least enough for them to buy another suitable weapon, but the player only took about a thousand and refused the rest, saying that he only wanted the difference in the appraisal value of the two swords.