"You are the most wanted name of the last garden, which includes conscious herbs that do not attack!"
Mel held in his palm a small, yellow herb with a strange shape. The herb, looking like a sweet, mournful, and adorable kitten, stared at Mel with wet eyes.
"No, no, no, do not expect anything! I do not even remember how many times I was fooled with these tricks! You take your place in my box this time, The Thousand and One-Faced Curse!"
That was the herb's name, and Mel spent his thirtieth day in the Sixth Herb Garden. It was the longest time he spent investigating a Herb Garden since stepping into the Green Shadow Academy. Catching the Thousand and One-Faced Curse was child's play next to the herb he caught a garden ago, but putting it in the mahogany box was perhaps the hardest job in the world.
"I am tired of going out every evening and coming to the same place in the morning! Even if my heart is shattered, I will deliver you to Fat Moe. I am sorry!"
