Mage Joan

"In the "ear war" that broke out 14 years ago, the reason why my father was able to lead the Alfheim militia and defeat the more powerful regular forces of the Navy was mainly relying on his mutated hair and using his own power Killed no fewer than 100 elite knights of the Navy."

"After that war, my father was rewarded for his military merits, and he was named Lord by His Majesty the Emperor. Looking back now, it was really the most beautiful day of our Castis family."

Miss Martha's eyes were blurred, and she seemed to recall the good old days.

"Unfortunately, the good times don't last long. My father conferred nightmares frequently after less than half a year."

"He dreamed of the monster that gave him strange powers, the evil **** who claimed to be his "mother", and asked him to fulfill the mission of the voters to do some evil acts that violated my father's principles..."

Seemingly recalling some past events that caused her psychological shadow, Miss Martha's face gradually lost its blood.

"My father didn't want to get his hands dirty, refused to obey the monster's order through the dream, and soon he was punished..."

"Don't hide from you, my parents are not very good-tempered, and occasionally they will quarrel because of some small things, but they will be reconciled soon afterwards. At that time, when I was five years old, I was also accustomed to quarreling with my parents. One night, I heard my parents arguing in the study, followed by the mother’s exclaimation, and the terrible shattering sound... I opened the door with anxiety and curiosity, and peeped through the gap in the study... "

Miss Martha's lips were trembling, as if she was recalling a nightmare, and she could not continue anyway.

In fact, even if she didn't say it, Joan was not difficult to imagine.

That night, for the first time, Sir Castes’ hair was out of control, ruining the room, and almost killing his beloved wife.

After a long time, Miss Martha calmed down and rolled up the sleeve of her left arm. The white and tender upper arm clearly saw a circle of dark red scars, like dense threads.

"That night, I saw my father’s hair running out of control, entwining my mother like snakes..."

"I was afraid that my mother would be strangled and rushed into the door desperately, crying and trying to stop my father."

"Next, I just remember that countless silver hairs flew over and wrapped around my arms. The pain and fear made me pass out on the spot..."

"I thought my arm had been cut off at the time, and when I woke up, I found that I was lucky, but I was struck out with several deep wounds, and it took a long time to fully heal."

Miss Martha put down her sleeves and smoothed the folds.

"That was the first time my father got out of control. At that time, the illness was not serious. At least he could rush to force his hair back to normal before killing his wife and daughter. However, the crisis had already appeared and he had to manage to get out of the predicament."

"What is Sir Castis going to do?" Joan asked in a low voice.

"At first he tried to shave his hair, which seemed to be the simplest and most direct method, but it was useless at all. The shaved hair would grow again soon, and restore its original length in just one night."

"The more troublesome thing is that the hair needs to consume a lot of nutrients during the high-speed growth process. These nutrients have to be extracted from the host body. As a result, my father became very weak. Since then, he dare not cut his hair again, and the hair has always maintained an appropriate length. Will not continue to grow."

Speaking of which, Miss Martha stopped and stroked her sister's long hair lovingly.

Obviously, Rebecca's troubles can't be solved by cutting hair too, which must have been tried by the sisters.

"Later, my father realized that his hair became like this because the monster he saw in the dream cursed him and turned him into a monster. In order to get rid of the curse completely, he had to try to expose the monster. In order to find a way to deal with her."

"In order to find out the true identity of the monster, my father found a friend to investigate the matter-according to my father, the person entrusted by him is an experienced ranger, especially good at investigating such mysterious events. He handled this matter most securely."

"Miss Martha!"

Joan couldn't help interrupting her story, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"The ranger who was employed by your father fourteen years ago... is it Guillaume Tell?"

"Guillaume Thiel?" Miss Martha's face was blank, "I haven't heard of this name, and my father didn't say clearly what the ranger he hired was."

"So what is the result of the investigation?" George Vaasa asked curiously.

"My father was very happy when he received the original letter from the ranger. This shows that some eyebrows have been found. However, after half a year, when he received the letter from the other party again, he became depressed after reading it. ——I guess there is bad news in the letter."

"That night, my father stayed up all night and burned all the relevant letters. After discussing with my mother for a long time, he left the manor the next day and went to Meadegarde to take up his post. Since then, he has never returned home."

Miss Martha sighed and said quietly:

"When my mother was dying, she asked me and my sister to forgive my father. He also said that he did not intend to abandon his wife and daughter. The reason why he did not return home for more than ten years was actually afraid to return, lest he would harm his beloved family... …"

Touching the scarred arm, Miss Martha sobbed and said:

"Father thought he would stay away from home, and his family would live a peaceful life. But he didn’t expect that the monster that had cursed him, even his daughter would not let go... Poor Rebecca, inherit With the strange pedigree of my father, I really hope that I can bear this vicious curse on her behalf."

"Martha, don't be sad, I will recover one day and my father will come back..."

Rebecca snuggled in her sister's arms, sobbing.

Miss Martha was afraid that her sister's hair would be mutated again because of emotional excitement. She quickly calmed her down and tried to calm her down.

When Miss Martha talks about the origin of Rebecca's strange pedigree, Joan falls into a long period of thought.

Although there is no reliable evidence yet, he believes that Sir Castes was invited to investigate the "monster" ranger, Grandfather Guillaume Tell.

When Grandpa took over the commission, he didn't know how dangerous it was, but when he sensed that the situation was serious, he had no time to regret it. Both his daughter and son-in-law were implicated, and even his grandson, who had not yet been born at that time, was not spared. Because of the curse of the monster, a deformed eye grew behind his neck.

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