Chapter 275：Mist of Resentment

Chapter 275:Mist of Resentment

Charlotte took Marsha back to the clinic.

Vivian and Kasha felt relieved when they saw that Marsha had been healed.

"Boss, do I have to apprentice under Master Adolf?" Vivian asked softly.

"It's up to you to decide," Charlotte smiled.

After hesitating for a while, Vivian made up her mind and said, "I want to apprentice."

Charlotte nodded slightly. Adolf had made a great concession and it was a great opportunity for Vivian to become his apprentice without compromising her identity.

With Adolf's support, Vivian's growth would undoubtedly be faster than if she remained a mere assistant at the clinic.

There was a knock on the door, and Charlotte opened it, welcoming the three inside.

Adolf and Jacques entered, but they were not in a hurry to boast or discuss Vivian's apprenticeship. They seemed to be wary of August.

"Where's the little lion?" August asked as soon as he entered. He had skipped class today just to see the little lion.

Marsha beckoned and a small black cat crawled out from under the counter and leaped into her arms. It looked alert and stared at everyone, especially August, as if he were a terrifying natural enemy, desperately trying to hide in Marsha's embrace.

"Fascinating, it is indeed a collection of undead creatures, but with obvious signs of life. It should be related to what you harbor inside you," August said in surprise, as he approached, trying to grab the black cat in Marsha's arms.

"Let me take a look at what this little thing is."

"Roar!"

The little black cat shrank back and fell to the ground, transforming into a black male lion over two meters tall. It moved its head forward, shielding Marsha behind it, staring at August with hostility.

Clearly, it sensed a strong sense of danger from August and believed he might harm Marsha, so it prepared for a fight.

"Let me see your hand," August said.

Kasha extended her hand.

August touched her hand lightly with his finger, and a golden light fell upon her hand.

A dark red mark appeared instantly, devouring the golden light.

Kasha quickly withdrew her hand as if she had been pricked by a needle. Her hand turned bright red, and tears shimmered in her eyes from the pain.

"This curse is quite peculiar," August's expression became serious. He took a step forward, holding Kasha's hand and carefully examining the back of her hand. His fingertip lit up with a faint golden light again, gently touching her hand.

The dark red mark appeared once again, but this time the reaction was weaker, and faint shadowy figures could be vaguely seen.

"Red Moon, this curse seems to be related to the Red Moon?" August released Kasha's hand and furrowed his brow.

Adolf pondered, "Related to the Red Moon? Could it be a demonized curse?"

"No, if it were a demonized curse, it would only appear during the Red Moon night, and only a few undead mages have mastered such curses. The demonic creatures are mostly triggered to appear by the cursed individuals," August shook his head, scrutinizing Kasha, and asked, "How did you get cursed? What were the symptoms?"

Kasha looked at Charlotte after a glance, seeing him nodding, she spoke up, "Over a year ago, I encountered a black mist underwater and fell into a coma. When I woke up, I was already in the Abyss sewers. Since then, seawater can corrode my skin, making it impossible for me to return to the sea. Moreover, I am gradually losing the ability to survive on land, and I have been having trouble breathing since last month."

"This curse is truly malicious. It prevents a merfolk from returning to the sea. It's like killing her," Jacques exclaimed.

"And this curse is also stifling her ability to survive on land," Adolf also sighed. He thought of a person, the grandson of Luxian. The little guy brought a mermaid to him two years ago, begging for his help. Unfortunately, he tried various methods but to no avail. He wondered how she was now. The incident of the sea clans encountering this mysterious black mist was not an Isolated case.

"Black mist, it's probably a variant of the Resentment Mist," August's expression became even more solemn.

"Resentment Mist? What is that?" Charlotte immediately asked. He had heard about the Curse Mist from the witch. It seemed that this mist also existed on land.

"After the appearance of the Red Moon, in certain parts of the Isor Continent, black mists formed from condensed resentment emerged. Once living beings enter these black mists, they will die. A small number of survivors might experience some mutations, like being cursed," August explained, furrowing his brows. "I didn't expect resentment mists to appear in the deep sea as well."