Seeing that he could no longer maintain his calm demeanor, Wayne realized that the fish had taken the bait.
"However, the necessary premise is...that this is indeed the case." He paused as he spoke. "In fact, such misfortunes are very likely to be caused by family genetic diseases or other reasons."
His words were unclear and ambiguous.
Marquis O'Neill couldn't help it anymore. He straightened his back and lowered his voice.
"Since you are willing to sympathize with our O'Neill family, then there is no need for me to hide it anymore..."
He considered his words.
"Perhaps you know that it was the advance team led by me that quickly pursued Archduke Laird who was preparing to evacuate from the deserted trail." He looked at the corner of the table with a very complicated look. "However, at that time, Grand Duke Laird seemed to have lost the will to continue living, and instead committed suicide in front of a few of us in a mountain forest full of leafless trees."
"Before he died, he looked at me and said: The resentment of the Laird family will curse the blood of the enemy forever, until the enemy country is completely destroyed..."
Wayne sat aside and listened carefully, frowning unconsciously.
"This is the truth behind the rumored 'curse of national subjugation'. But at that time, we were immersed in the joy of victory, and no one paid attention to his wild words before his death. After that, the previous Duke of Winche quickly arrived with a large army, and After confirming his body, we arranged for us, who had been fighting fiercely for a day, to return to the camp to celebrate."
Speaking of this, Marquis O'Neill looked painful.
"I was not married at that time, so naturally I would not take what he said to heart...but everything that happened later made me believe that this must be Archduke Laird's curse coming true on me!" His tone was extremely determined.
Wayne was tentatively skeptical.
"Have anyone from the church come to see it?"
After all, the secret method of this "curse" sounds even stranger than magic.
"I have invited all the worthy people in the Royal Capital Cathedral, and I have occasionally invited priests to come to my home to perform ceremonies, but these efforts have not worked at all." Marquis O'Neill shook his head.
"A bishop I am close to once told me privately that this is a natural disease that cannot be cured by human power... It is the sins I carry that are punishing me." He said with regret, "But if I am guilty, God's Why should the punishment not fall on me, but my children?”
He couldn't seem to figure it out.
"After thinking about it, I feel that only the war with the Principality of Millistan has accumulated a lot of hatred, and it is possible that sin could have arisen from this."
He took a deep breath. "But that's just because of the order..."
In fact, what he wanted to say was that if the resentful spirit of Archduke Laird wanted to pursue the revenge of destroying the country, shouldn't the people who committed the most heinous crimes be His Majesty the King and Duke Wenche?
At that time, even if I was a fledgling, I couldn't be called a soldier, at best I was just a squad leader. Just because he happened to be the first one to appear at that time, why did this curse come to him indiscriminately?
When he first discovered that Roy was mentally abnormal, he was still a bit lucky, but the subsequent blows forced him to completely doubt what Duke Laird said.
——Isn’t this the curse fulfilled? !
In the dead of night, he drank alone more than once, regretting why he had to fight so bravely when he was still young.
But he did not dare to say these words to the king, nor to the Duke of Winche.
I can't ask in front of them why the cursed person is my child and not your child, right?
If you really say that, I'm afraid the O'Neill family will be removed from the Lownes Kingdom the next day.
Therefore, he could only bury all his doubts in his heart, try to convince himself that this was just an accidental misfortune, and continue to look for a way to save the fate of his family.
Unexpectedly, even though the relationship between the two parties was estranged, the heir to Duke Wenche still remembered the O'Neill family who had made great contributions to his family back then, which brought about a turn for the better for his family...
Marquis O'Neill looked at Wayne, his eyes full of expectation.
Obviously, at this time, he highly respected and trusted the handsome young man in front of him.
"Marquis O'Neill, have you and your wife had any cases similar to Roy's in your family before?" Just in case, Wayne asked one more question.
Marquis O'Neill replied firmly: "No."
"Not only have there been no insane ones, there aren't even ordinary people who don't know magic."
Wayne nodded. "I already understand your situation. I will report the truth to my father when I get back."
"It's just that, regarding the curse, we may need to check it through other methods to confirm it."
He could feel that Marquis O'Neill was resentful about the children's current situation, but he didn't dare to say it openly. But it was precisely because of Marquis O'Neill's inner resentment and unwillingness that he was able to find out the information he wanted to know.
Are "curse" and dark magic the same thing? In fact, Wayne can't tell clearly now.
But it doesn't matter if he doesn't know, there is at least one person around him who can help him judge.
…
Qingxi Academy, library.
"Huh? This weekend?"
Tasia raised her head in confusion and looked at Wayne, who was resting his hands on the front desk.
"Yes." Wayne deliberately took the opportunity to return the book and planned to ask Tasia to meet the Roy brothers and sisters.
After looking around, he leaned forward slightly and leaned into Tasia's ear, saying extremely quietly: "I recently heard about something about dark magic."
Tasia was shocked when she heard these opening words.
"Wait, wait a minute." She stood up in a panic and said to Wayne: "Wait for me here for a moment. I'll go find the teacher in the library to ask for leave. We'll talk in a quiet place later."
Before Wayne could persuade him to stay, she hurriedly ran towards the borrowing area.
Wayne, who was left looking a little dazed, looked around the empty library hall and thought to himself: Isn't it quiet enough here?
However, there would be nothing wrong with it if we could change to a more convenient place to talk.
After a while, Tasia came out.
"Okay." She seemed relieved, "The library teacher allows me to have a day off today. Let's go outside."
Wayne found it a bit funny, "As for that, I can actually finish it in a few words very quickly."
Tasia shook her head.
"Even if you only work part-time here, you still have to have a serious and focused work attitude..."
