Chapter 1204 Putting Life and Death Aside

Fors wasn’t surprised by Mr. World’s request. She nervously replied, “Al-alright.

“What kind of deal is it exactly?”

During this period of time, she had communicated with her teacher, Dorian Gray Abraham, several times. Under Miss Justice’s guidance, she had laid quite a lot of foundation for the impending request.

The World Klein laughed hoarsely.

“You don’t have to tell him what I want for now. Just lay out my chips for him and see if he’s interested.”

“Your bargaining chip is still the promise to break the Abraham family’s curse?” Fors cautiously sought confirmation.

Klein nodded and pointed at 0-61 on the long mottled table.

“It can also be this Box of the Great Old Ones.”

An item used to exchange for a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact can’t be simple… Be it Justice Audrey or The Hermit Cattleya, both of them suddenly had such a realization.

However, Fors paid more attention to the promise of breaking the curse. This was because she had experienced it herself and knew how tragic her teacher’s family was.

She replied solemnly without hesitation, “Alright.”

Backlund, West Borough, in the basement of a house.

Saint Tenebrous, who was hidden in the shadows, suddenly grew out of the darkness.

He turned his head as if he was listening to something. The muscles on his cheeks began to twitch. It wasn’t just one chunk of flesh, but bits. Not only were they not connected to each other, but they were also interfering with each other. It looked extremely odd.

In seconds, Kisma wore an extremely painful expression as his skin tore apart, as flesh and blood beneath squirmed, mixed with a deep black.

With a thud, he fell to the ground and prostrated himself before the altar, vomiting out large amounts of organs and shimmering light.

Saint Tenebrous’s head was pressed tightly against the ground as he muttered crazily, “Botis actually died…

“A Secrets Sorcerer who wields a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact died just like that…

“There’s a tarot card, The Hermit…

“The two enemies that attacked were saints. One was a Mysticologist, while the other was a Manipulator…

“The organization that believes in The Fool and uses tarot cards as their codenames…

“Gehrman Sparrow… Azik Eggers…

“…”

Kisma cried, feeling both vexed and

I repent,

days later, in an apartment’s room in

Gray Abraham had received a letter from Fors through

carefully and confirmed that there were no issues. After confirming that there were no abnormal signs, he took out the letter with

letter was the usual greeting. Following that, Fors directly

Botis, and obtained the items on

but he ended up stuck on this sentence. He

was. He also

a year had told him in a very calm tone that Botis had

the only things that echoed in Dorian’s mind were thoughts of: “impossible,” “a lie,” and “a conspiracy.” He

upper echelons and extremely

he forcefully

Old Ones. I

twitched a few times. He felt that the letter

unfamiliar with the Box of the Great Old Ones. This was a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact of the Abraham family, proof that they had once been

Botis who possessed the Box of the Great Old Ones… Dorian’s shock kept rising. He felt that things had gone beyond his imagination. On the other hand, he felt that there was a possibility that it wasn’t

how dangerous that Grade 0 Sealed Artifact

he finally

time Fors had indicated that she

Dorian had already guessed it, but he

and eagerly read the

he wants to make a deal with you, and is willing to use the Box of the Great Old Ones or a promise to remove the Abraham family’s curse in exchange. He wonders if you are interested. He doesn’t

of the Great Old Ones and ruminated on the extremely important part of the

the first few letters, he had fully understood the true nature of the family’s curse. It was both a sorrowful and helpless matter—a glimmer of hope that was brewed

that the person who caused the descendants of the Abraham family to lose control would be

a cruel joke from

of “His” actions, nor did he know how to describe his complicated feelings. However, he couldn’t help but start searching for a way

the Abraham family, it was enough, because a

an unknown period of time, Dorian folded the

goodwill

into silence again. His expression was gloomy and his heart seemed to be

Gong!

of the wall clock rang punctually, snapping Dorian out of his

became solemn, and he finally

his mind, Dorian felt much more relaxed. He even

bag and heading out to the steam locomotive

not to hide,

items and potion formulas to one of the family members who was staying there before returning to Pritz Harbor. With his identity as Dorian Gray, he would head to Backlund to meet his student, Fors, and the

suffer a powerful curse that rooted itself in his Spirit Body. He would have to regularly consume another type of medicine to maintain his life. This way, even if he was controlled and unable to commit suicide, he would

“journey,” Dorian had put

was willing to sacrifice his life for that slim

Borough in Backlund, beneath Saint Samuel

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