Chapter 61: The Primal Fangs 3

Chapter 61: The Primal Fangs 3

Rosalind had heard of the leader of the fearsome Primal Fang, Joren Montgomery. The man was a legend in her past life.

He was the sole leader of the Primal Fangs and singlehandedly made it into a famous mercenary group. There were stories about his past and one of them was the fact that he was someone from one of the Empires down south. He used to be a soldier then he started working as a mercenary that would guard merchants who wanted to travel to the dangerous areas in the continent, such as the North and the ones surrounded by sands.

During the second Great War of the Empires, the man played a great role in the South's victory. In fact, because of him, the Empires located near the Northern borders like the Aster Empire suffered great losses. Because of this, Dorothy asked Rosalind to try and entice the man to work for them.

Sadly, the great leader would not even meet her.

But now, she finally had the chance to meet him! How could Rosalind let go of this opportunity?

"When I heard that someone claimed they could heal my dearest Alma, me could not believe my ears!" the man's large physique seemed to make the room a little smaller. He was taller than any man she had ever seen. More muscular and indeed very intimidating.

"So, I immediately brought a specialist!" Mr. Montgomery gestured towards a man wearing a white robe with a hood that covered most of his face. Rosalind smiled inwardly. He was actually wearing something opposite to what she was currently wearing!

While she chose black, the man was wearing white!

Was this just a funny coincidence?

"Tell her what you know."

"Aye," the man nodded. "Good Evening Madam, my name is Mathies Hekhuis, and I have been traveling with Sire Joren for months. I specialized in healing. I cannot do much and I have no magic but I have studied medicine all my life. May I have permission to check the Young Miss?"

"Father? Why would you bring someone I do not even know here?" Lucilla looked at her father, irritation apparent in her eyes.

"Me do not have any evil intentions." Joren looked at Lucilla and then towards Mr. Pratt who was standing next to his wife. "Me only wanted to check my granddaughter's health. Me wanted to make sure that you did not let someone who wanted to trick you into your home and allowed it to touch my granddaughter!"

"Father!"

Still, Mr. Pratt's words really bothered Rosalind. If they were not allowing strangers to see Alma's face then why did they let her in when she first came here? It seems that the security wasn't as strong and they had treated her cordially.

She looked at Mr. Pratt and the latter just gave her another cordial smile which only made her confused. Did... Did he know who she was? But how? Her light magic was working perfectly fine and no one could see her real face. In fact, if they stared long enough, her face would change as the light changed!

Even if they had craftsmen that were able to utilize the relics and runes from the ruins, they did not have something that was powerful enough to beat an illusion created by the Blessing of the light. Not even the Dark Lord could defeat it.

Confusion flashed in Rosalind's eyes but she chose to put it behind her as she observed the current situation. Right now, the man named Mathies just touched Alma's wrist where her pulse was located. Alma was wearing a black mask and only her eyes could be seen.

Rosalind realized that Alma was actually staring at her! Despite not being able to see her lips, Rosalind could feel the warm smile from the child so, she smiled in response.

"This"

"What is it?" Joren Montgomery asked. "Is there a problem?"

"The dark curse." Mathies uttered, his lips trembling. "How is this possible?"

"Mathies! What is happening!"

"Sire, I think that the one who healed the Young Miss actually absorbed the dark curse. The dark curse inside the Young Miss's body has decreased. I believe she no longer feels pain during the night and can walk for at least an hour. Is this right?"

"R Right," Lucilla said. Lucilla and Mr. Pratt already knew that Alma's body was slowly recovering, but they were not aware that Rosalind had absorbed the curse. "Then Then the one who absorbed the curse. What is going to happen?"

"Ah they should be experiencing terrible pain," Mathies said as If he was so certain about it. "A pain so painful that they could lose their consciousness every single night."

Lucilla gasped but before she could look at Rosalind, she felt Rosalind tug her elbow.

"Truly?" Lucilla asked.