52 Chapter 52

"You still have one more patient left to see, Master Clone No. 9,364,711,813,098." I heard the familiar words rang in my ears.

I looked around and saw Sister Roselyn along with Aurora beside me. And in our front was the beautiful yet cold mien of the city lord.

"Greetings, City Lord!" Sister Roselyn was the first one to react and properly treated the newcomer with profound respect.

"I know why you've come, city lord." I did not put out my cool cap this time to cover my baldness but instead let a bloody mane sprout over my head for everyone to see.

"Oh… Tell me, Shaman. Why am I here?" the city lord asked after I grew a long scarlet hair which draped over my shoulders and down unto my back.

"The curses ran rampant on the 15th." I responded that brought an upsurge of heat in my body and with just a blink of an eye,

I noticed that I was once again bald from head to toe but this time, my bare nakedness was shown to the gathered females around me.

"SO BIG!" the murmured alarm of Sister Roselyn didn't go unnoticed in my ears. HAHAHA!

"Do you believe me now, city lord?" I asked casually as I waved out another set of the same robes I had earlier.

Although I did not possess a storage ring right now but what I had was much better than what the bitch has.

It provided more than four million square feet of area in the luxury of my battle suit which stored most of my needs within the space technology installed inside.

If not for humanity's progress in space and matter reduction which brought forth teleportation and beaming devices,

then I would have arrived in this world for billions of years longer and not a mere ten years of travel time only. This was all too expected because of the trillions of galaxies I've passed in my voyage.

"Come with me." The city lord said as she hurried off to exit the premises. She was so sure that I was the prey and didn't even care to think of my opinion on the matter. Exactly like last time. HAHAHA!

The cunt never changed.

"Stay here, Aurora." I addressed one of the still bending women.

"Yes, master."

"Thank you for your help today, Sister Roselyn. I will come back later." I said to the veiled woman of faith.

"Please be more respectful of the city lord, Master Clone. She is…"

"I'll be fine. See you later, Sister Roselyn." I replied after she didn't continue her words. I knew more about the city lord than all the people in this city combined.

This was an evil witch. What more do I have to know? HAHAHA! I walked out of the place of healing and saw the carriage that awaited me outside.

"From where did you get your information, Shaman? Does anybody else knew about it? Did Tanya send you?" three questions in a row. I could tell that the city lord was alarmed about all of this.

"I have the gift of prophecy, city lord. To give credence to my words, I can see that we're going to your home and deeper, into your chambers which has the same precise markings as this one."

I produced a paper and lent it to the woman who sat opposite of myself. We were now freely travelling and the sight blurred in the windows of the city lord's carriage.

"Very well. If you could divine what happens in the future, tell me about mine."

"The shadow of death looms over your body, city lord. If you were not cured in the next 5 years, then the curse will rot your whole body into a shameful demise. The private parts are only the beginning."

I gambled from this point on.

"Tanya told me I had ten millennia more." I heard her whisper.

"Would a killer announced her entrance unto the victim? You were fooled, city lord.

It was nothing but to give you a false sense of hope so that when the end finally comes, it would be all the more tragic for you and your family. From this alone, you could see the character of your foe.

I have nothing tangible about this Tanya. After all, you should be the one who could judge her for what she truly is and what she's capable of." I said as eruditely as I can.

"Yes. Tanya would be evil enough to really do as you alleged. Can you cure me, Shaman?" the lovely city lord queried in a hushed voice.

But within it were the echoes of a barely concealed hatred. There was a story there. Something more than what she initially stated.

But I cared not for her life's tale. I was only here to find a way out of this hard situation and nothing more.

"I can… But you would need to pay a price, city lord."

"What is it? Wealth and riches? Say it. And it shall be given!"

"I want access to your vaults, city lord."

"Done. You can have anything you fancy at first light. Help me get rid of this curse and you shall be appropriately rewarded, Shaman." The eyes of the city lord blazed with zealous anticipation.

I could see her plan her revenge within those twin bright orbs. This was definitely not a woman to mess with. HAHAHA!

"You mistake my wish for riches, city lord. What I want is to peruse all your cultivation manuals and secret techniques.

Be it from the Crimson Flame Sect and any collection you currently have or has power to get your hands on. Promise me that and I can heal you right here and now, city lord."

My words ended in tune with the slow movements of our transport until it totally halted its tracks in front of a magnificent structure.

"You have my word, Shaman." The city lord said but I just continued to gaze at her as if waiting for further assurance than mere words.

I wished I was knowledgeable enough if they have blood oaths, sealing bonds and such mystical ways they can't turn their backs upon.

Do they perhaps have some sort of binding contracts like in the world of my master? I pondered. HAHAHA!