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"In other words, the curse attached to just a drop of blood was enough to burst the membrane of Cadmus, Mr. Ron. This is no longer a problem that can be solved with props."
Airmid opened a long and thin box in the corner of the room, took out a long crystal staff from it, and looked at Ron. For the first time, a serious look appeared on her face.
"The last resort I can try is to use the magic I master, [Dia Fratel]."
"Just come."
Ron smiled and casually spread his arms to indicate that he was ready.
In fact, this was his real purpose for coming to the Dian Cecht Familia this time.
The only magic that the 'Silver Saint' Airmid possesses is [Dia Fratel].
As a high-level healing magic, this magic not only has the characteristics of healing wounds, restoring physical strength, expelling toxins, and dispelling curses.
You can even choose the timing to use the three effects: [Recovery], [Detoxification], and [Curse Removal].
As long as all the effects can be concentrated on [Curse Removal], this magic will be the most powerful curse-removing magic in the world.
It can be said that this magic is the only external force that Ron hopes for after he discovered that the panacea did not work on him.
"I hope you won't let me down."
"I will try my best."
As if she heard Ron's voice, she quietly ended the magic chanting, and a diamond-shaped magic circle appeared under her feet. Airmid raised her right hand.
Buzz~!
The diamond-shaped magic circle that originally had Airmid at its center instantly spread out in all directions.
After bringing Ron into range, a holy pure white light emerged from Airmid.
Under her control, this rich light turned into a giant pillar supporting the sky, enveloping Ron.
"Ominous curse power, please dissipate."
Boom~!
warmth.
This was Ron's first feeling after being enveloped by the white beam of light.
but...
This feeling only lasted for a few seconds.
As the effects of [Dia Fratel] gradually spread into Ron's body, the curse that originally resided deep in his body finally began to react.
Just like ink dripping onto white paper, the leaked power of the curse merged into the pure white light.
The next moment, the holy pillars began to turn black rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Not only that, curse attacking in the opposite direction along the power of purification, it even began to spread rapidly in the direction where Airmid was.
"well."
Noticing this scene, Ron sighed helplessly and pulled the girl away from where she was before she could react.
The next moment, the magic was forcibly interrupted by Ron, and the bond between the two parties disappeared.
The power of the curse, having lost its target, paused in mid-air for a moment, and then returned to Ron's body along the same path.
"It looks like a failure."
"Um... sorry."
Airmid, who was pulled away by Ron, also came to her senses at this time.
"It seems that I can't purify the curse with my strength alone."
"It's okay, it's the expected result."
No matter what, this is also the curse the world has placed on him.
It is possible for a powerful god like Hestia to take action personally, but it is basically impossible for an ordinary human like Airmid to do so.
but...
After trying hard to recall the changes that had just taken place in his body, a look of satisfaction flashed in Ron's eyes.
Although Airmid was unable to remove the curse from his body, the effect of the magic he used was still very strong.
Even though it only lasted for a few seconds, the life force that had been continuously dissipating from his body due to the curse did stop for a short while.
After learning it, as long as Ron has enough magic power in his body, he can continue to use it on himself.
If nothing else, at that time he wouldn't have to worry about dying early.
Thinking of this, Ron looked at Airmid with even more satisfaction.
"For the curse measuring instrument that I broke earlier, I will compensate you for the original price you paid for the materials."
"As for the price of asking you to help me remove the curse..."
"That's not necessary."
Airmid shook his head and interrupted Ron.
"Don't even mention curing it. I haven't even managed to suppress it."
"If I were to charge for this, I would feel bad about it."
"No, it still helps."
Ron replied.
"I will have someone send you 15 million Valis later, just accept it."
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