Chapter 362

"... when the blood curse wakes up, the older the blood holder is as a woman, the higher the charm he can show. Therefore, the wider the influence range of the curse is, and it needs to be sealed in time."

"The reason why our brova family took this bad luck is not forced by external factors. It is because our family is the founder of seal magic. In order to avoid the recurrence of major crimes in the world, our family should make every effort to develop, inherit from generation to generation, never decline, and bind the major crimes to ourselves forever, so as not to repeat the disaster of the ancient desert country."

"My descendants, please remember."

In the deepest underground of brova castle, the young owner Eric brova sat down by the wall of the secret room and read the title page of the brova family's ancient genealogy again and again.

The above words are written in ancient magic writing, which is quite stiff when translated into modern language. But every generation of the master's biography of this thing will talk about it, and its content will not make him have too many doubts.

"In other words, the ancestors took the curse on their own initiative?" brova angrily threw aside the genealogy and said angrily, "are you kidding? If you want to be the Savior, of course, no one will care about you, but why do you involve your descendants?"

"And... And... Why my daughter!"

Beside him, Willie, still a newborn baby, shrank in Mr. brova's robe and floated lightly in mid air about a foot above the ground.

Maybe she was tired of crying just now. Now she has narrowed her eyes and fell asleep sweetly.

Young Mr. brova turned his head and looked at little Willy's delicate white face. His anger immediately turned into endless pity.

It is clearly written on the title page of the ancient genealogy that he needs to use the seal magic array hidden under the secret room to seal the curse in his daughter's body.

After sealing, you need to come back to strengthen the seal after a period of time.

Only in this way can the daughter live like an ordinary person, and the people around her will not kill each other because of the hateful curse and cause greater disaster.

But the price of the seal is that her daughter will no longer be able to show her emotions. Not only can not smile when happy, but also the right to cry when sad will be ruthlessly deprived.

"'To avoid the recurrence of the great sin '...?" Mr. brova sneered, "hum...' the great sin '? Whose sin is this? Is it my daughter's sin? Or... Our husband and wife's?"

After a moment of silence, Mr. brova picked up the wand he threw on the ground because he was concerned about his wife in the delivery room. Then he took his daughter back into his arms and pointed his wand to the ground of the secret room.

"Bulowatakwa."

This is the secret chamber opening spell of the brova family. It can only take effect if the blood is consistent. With the singing of the mantra, the ground suddenly trembled, and a downward channel opened in the center of the chamber of secrets.

Many things that had been put in the secret room overturned, and even fell directly into the tunnel, but brova was not interested in them at all. He went straight to the dark tunnel.

In this tunnel, steps were dug. With each step he took, a candle would automatically light up on the wall of the passage.

The tunnel was not long. Soon, when I stepped down the last step and stepped on the flat ground, the front suddenly lit up.

In front of him was a stone chamber with a circle of candles lit. There was nothing in the stone chamber except the strange five pointed star array painted on the flat ground under his feet.

Although there are many lines and runes, compared with the circuit Rune array carved out by Maka, the rune array of the pentagram pattern is obviously too concise.

The seal magic of the brova family is the foundation of the family, and it is also the ultimate reason why they always dominate the French magic world.

In fact, the brova family has also experienced many genocidal crises.

Although for this reason, when the Ju family moved, there was a large-scale loss in the family inheritance, but the seal magic that can be used as the last layer of insurance remained after all.

Today, Eric brova's generation, even if there are only a few fur left, is still enough to make the brova family stand at the top of the global magic world.

But even so, when Mr. brova saw the five pointed star array on the ground, he could only look blankly.

"Up to now, we can only do it according to what the genealogy says."

He looked down at little Willy in his arms again, and there were still tears on his young face. When he reached out to wipe away the glittering and translucent for his daughter, he couldn't help taking back his palm.

His hands are already covered with dirty dust. How can he make his daughter dirty again?

The wand waved gently, and little Willy floated to the center of the pentagram with her father's robe.

Her sweet sleeping face with a trace of ruddy, seems to have just dreamed of a wonderful feeling, and her pink mouth evokes a reassuring arc.

Mr. brova looked at the warm smile on the corner of little Willy's mouth and felt a sharp pain in his heart like a needle.

"Let her laugh a little more, just a little more..."

At this moment, however, his mind was in a trance, and the space in front of him seemed to be folding, resulting in puzzling distortion.

This is not space changing, changing... It is his vision.

"... there's no time."

What awakened him in the delivery room was the fragmentation of the pendant. But his awakening was not as eternal as gublexian fire.

Leave it to Mr. brova... No, it's time for Willie. It's running out!

"Falling apart."

Brova did not hesitate to say the spell and tore his wrist. Because of the tight time, the strength of the spell was not well controlled. The bone was deeply visible in the cross shaped wound, and the blood gushed out as if it didn't need money.

A lot of blood flowed on the ground, and the five pointed star array that touched the blood suddenly lit up, automatically dragging the dark red to each notch in the array.

Under the infection of blood, the faint blue light gradually turned into shocking red.

"Genealogy flies."

Blova waved his wand again, and the ancient genealogy that fell on the upper layer immediately hung up in the air and flew all the way to him. He moved the tip of his staff to open the title page, but his distorted vision made him unable to see the words on it.

He narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and struggled to interpret every crooked magic character. The shaking of vision made him sick, and the loss of blood made him lose his strength, but he could only bite his teeth.

One syllable after another jumped out of his mouth, and each syllable was stained with blood, and the light of the array was more prosperous. The runes and lines on the ground gradually broke away from the marks and floated to the plane where little Willy was.

At the same time, the radian of the corners of the mouth disappeared little by little on that white and lovely little face.

When the whole Pentagram was complete, with the last syllable in brova's mouth spitting out, the array suddenly shrank and turned into a blood mark the size of a badge on little Willy's chest.

"Bang!"

Mr. blova was black and fell heavily on his knees on the cold and hard ground.

Although the hallucinations in his senses had completely subsided, the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss made him breathe slightly and hurriedly.

"... Willie... My daughter."

Despite the drowsiness in his mind, he turned over and lay on his back on the ground, hard to stretch out his magic wand, and let little Willy, who was still hanging in the air, fall gently in his arms.

Looking at his expressionless daughter, he recalled the smile on little Willy's mouth just now. In a moment of heartache, he opened his mouth and issued a silent cry that rang through his heart.

How could he, the most incompetent father in the world, wake up his poor daughter with the most oppressive roar?

……

The bad luck of the brova family did not end there; Eric brova's bad luck did not come to an end.

The birth party at brova castle was interrupted and all guests were invited out of the castle.

On the occasion of heavy snow, the pure blood wizards in the French magic world talked about another topic with their family and friends around the fire basin after dinner.

Of course, the brova family only gave a barely plausible explanation, but the rumor spread secretly in pure blood.

Of course, for outsiders, it's just that.

But for Mr. brova, his bad luck deepened day by day.

Little Willy grew up in a wooden way. She was expressionless every day, and her hair was a little crystal white.

Mr. brova's wife and Willie's mother are deteriorating because they have been affected by fantasy, postpartum hemorrhage and magic imprisonment.

In the eyes of others, little Willy's gradual growth seems to be bought by sucking her mother's life day and night.

Panic accumulated uncontrollably in the hearts of brova castle's servants.

But Mrs. blova turned a blind eye to the rumors in the castle. She took care of her daughter with compassion. Even when she couldn't get out of bed, she still accompanied little Willy all the time.

On her face, she always maintained a gentle smile without any shaking.

Until the winter of the third year after Willy's birth, when the fine snow gently fell on the spire of the tallest tower in brova castle, the young lady brova died with a smile.

Little Willy, who was only a day away from reaching the age of three, sat quietly on her crib and watched her mother grow cold without expression.

In the heart of little Willy, who was not yet sensible, only the smile left on her mother's face left a mark forever.

"... mom."

Willie, who spoke quite late, called the word so clear for the first time.