Chapter 28 Cynthia Obeys Lord Drakebane’s Command!
Robin casually picked up a red trench coat from the sofa and draped it over Daphne.
“The soul–binding poison from your family–you can detoxify it yourself,” he said.
Daphne, still weak, looked at Robin’s tall figure as he turned away. A flicker of disappointment flashed in her eyes
But when she saw the black bloodstains scattered on the floor, her heart filled with terror.
“What what is this?!
“You’ve been cursed with a Soul–Eating Charm,” Robin said as he slowly turned to face her.
“This type of charm can only be used on a pure body before the age of three.
“The black serpent inside you was originally just a remnant soul, stripped of its true form.
“Now, after residing within you for so long, it has begun to take shape.
In a short time, the serpent will be able to leave your body, draining all your soul and essence.
When that happens, you’ll be left as nothing more than a shell–a crippled body that will rapidly age until you die.”
“What?” Daphne trembled in shock. “How could this happen?”
She recalled a memory from her childhood when her grandfather had a fierce argument with her mother.
Daphne never knew the details of their quarrel.
The next day, her mother was dead.
Over the years, Daphne had often experienced strange and inexplicable disco long. all night
During her monthly cycles, the pain was as if millions of ants were gnawing at her bones, making it unbearable.
Afterward, she always felt as though she had barely escaped death.
In recent years, she had sought out many world–renowned doctors.
Not a single one could determine what was wrong with her body.
“Your body often feels cold, your emotions swing to extreme lows, and during that time of the month, you have violent, bloodthirsty urges.
“All these symptoms are caused by the Soul–Eating Charm wreaking havoc inside you.”
“If this curse isn’t removed, you won’t live to see your twenty–first birthday!
“In the end, your life will be drained away, your soul withered, leaving you to die a slow, agonizing death”
Hearing this, Daphne’s eyes widened in shock.
Her twenty–first birthday was only six months away!
If she hadn’t met Robin, she would have remained in the dark, unaware that she was on the verge of becoming a helpless victim of this deadly curse.
Her body trembled with fear.
A surge of intense hatred rose within her, causing the chaotic energy in her body to boil and churn violently.
In that moment, she felt an uncontrollable rage building in her chest, ready to explode.
Robin glanced at Daphne’s pale face and then loosened the coat around her.
Daphne, weak and drained, just wanted to lie down.
Three silver needles appeared in Robin’s hand.
In a flash, they struck three precise points: the base of her neck and both of her shoulders.
Daphne’s body trembled violently.
After a few moments, she let out a piercing scream.
A long, white mist escaped from her mouth as she exhaled deeply, her body collapsing onto the sofa.
For a long while, she lay there, her face slowly regaining a touch of color after being deathly pale.
She slowly opened her weary eyes and weakly murmured, “Mr. Ranisey, whith
Robin withdrew the silver needles, noticing that Daphne’s complexion was
He picked up a cloth and wiped his hands.
“In this world, there are entities known as malevolent spirits, he began. is going on?”
“Without some form of external restraint or control, they can only drift aimlessly in the võid, possessing neither a physical body nor the will to act.
These spirits have no consciousness and cannot take deliberate action unless commanded by a more powerful entity.
“However, if someone intends to use one, they must provide a special host–something to contain and feed the spirit.
“This is what’s commonly referred to in Draconia as spiritual possession.”
Hearing Robin’s explanation, Daphne felt herself on the verge of collapse.
She had heard these kinds of legends before but had never believed they could be real.
But she had just witnessed the black serpent emerge from her body–clear as day!
And after Robin had forced the serpent out, she felt something she had never experienced before–a profound sense of lightness and comfort, bath physically and mentally.
For the first time in years, she felt truly alive.
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