Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 17 Blood Relatives

"Too noisy, be quiet, Contemans!"

Malcolm chanted a spell in some unknown language, and everyone present was frozen in place, unable to speak or move.

He said with some dissatisfaction, "Magic is the most perfect art, and watching an artistic performance requires silence."

"Detected to be bound by magic. You may attempt to break free of the binding with magic," Deep Blue prompted.

"No need, let's not act rashly for now."

Herag gave the order: breaking the confinement now would definitely be noticed by Malcolm, which would be tantamount to suicide.

"Hmm...the blood draw is complete, let's move on to the next step."

Baron Buck fell to the ground from mid-air, turning into a pile of flesh and bones, barely recognizable as a human.

Malcolm then took out a test tube, and after he opened the cork, a figure squeezed out.

The figure was naked, with a distorted face, and its eyes were fixed on Baron Buck on the ground.

"This must be Lord Simon. Malcolm said he did it voluntarily, but I'm afraid he was forced to do it," Herag thought to himself.

Simon's soul no longer resembled a human; it was clearly tortured.

He took the token to seek the wizard's help, but unexpectedly encountered this situation.

"Wizards..." Herag gained a new understanding of the wizarding community.

"Deep Blue, you must record every single detail."

"Recording..."

Herag had always wanted to find a way to embark on the path of a wizard, but there were wizards right in front of him, yet he couldn't approach them.

He just wanted to become a wizard, not to die. This Malcolm clearly didn't consider them human beings.

"The final step..."

Malcolm poured Simon's soul from the test tube into the crystal ball. The soul turned into a liquid form and flowed into the crystal ball, mixing with Baron Buck's blood.

These two mortal enemies could never have imagined that one day their souls would be intertwined with their blood.

After the soul and blood mixed, Malcolm chanted something rapidly, and then the crystal ball began to burn, emitting bright red flames.

Malcolm stared at the flames, his face lighting up with ecstasy: "Perfect! A perfect work of art! This is the perfect Bloodborne!"

He glanced around: "From now on, all of Buck's blood relatives within three generations will gradually die. It's a curse that no medicine can cure, and the speed of death is related to the individual's physical condition."

"Unfortunately, I don't have time to record and observe this data. There are too few ships passing through the Coulson Continent, and any further delay would have made it too late," Malcolm said with a regretful expression.

He snapped his fingers to summon Thestrals, mounted them, and bowed to the people around him: "Thank you all for watching my performance. Until we meet again!"

The Thestral spread its wings and soared into the sky, gradually disappearing into the clouds.

"The magical restraint has been lifted."

After Malcolm left, everyone present was freed, and the scene descended into chaos once again.

Many people screamed and ran out of the castle. Many fell down as they ran, rolling and crawling on the ground, their eyes fixed on the castle gate. They just wanted to get away from here as soon as possible.

On the high platform, Baron Buck's two youngest sons cried out.

Blood-red lines appeared all over their bodies. They gripped their heads tightly, oblivious to the fact that they were tearing their flesh apart, their expressions filled with agony.

"Kurt! Jim!"

Melissa noticed the unusual behavior of the two children and ran over to hug her two younger brothers.

"Melissa... Sister..." Kurt and Jim suddenly bled from all seven orifices and collapsed limply.

"Ah!" Melissa cried out in anguish, clutching her two younger brothers.

Immediately afterwards, blood-red lines began to appear all over the bodies of Baron Buck's sister, youngest daughter, uncle, and others.

Without exception, they all died bleeding from all seven orifices.

Melissa collapsed to the ground, watching her loved ones fall one by one around her, filled with immense grief and despair.

"Melissa!" Emil ran over and hugged Melissa tightly.

Herag followed and noticed something unusual: Melissa still hadn't developed any blood-red markings on her body.

"Emil...I..." Melissa looked at Emil and cried even more bitterly.

Her expression suddenly turned terrified: "Emil...you..."

"What's wrong?" Emil asked, puzzled.

Blood-red patterns slowly appeared all over Emil's body, just like those of Baron Buck's fallen relatives.

"I..." Emil looked at his hands, fear and confusion welling up inside him at the same time.

Herag immediately went over to check on Emil's condition: "Why do you have the Bloodborne curse markings on your body? Are you and Baron Buck related within three generations? Miss Melissa is still fine, which means she and Baron Buck are not actually related by blood. On the contrary, it is you, Emil, who are related to Baron Buck by blood."

Emil and Melissa were both puzzled.

Emil said, "I'm an orphan, taken in by Lord Baron Buck..."

He clearly realized at this point that Baron Buck had lied to him, and that he was likely Baron Buck's son.

Melissa, for some reason, is not Baron Buck's daughter.

"Why is this?" Melissa looked at her still fair hands, completely puzzled.

The answer to all of this may only be known to Baron Buck, who has become a pile of bones.

Or perhaps, he himself didn't know that Melissa wasn't actually his biological daughter.

"The aristocratic circles are really messy..." Herag sighed speechlessly.

"Cough...cough..." Emil coughed violently, coughing up a lot of blood.

"Emil!" Melissa exclaimed in despair.

Upon seeing this scene, Herag suddenly thought of Nicholas's pocket watch, whose healing spell could dispel curses.

He quickly pulled out his pocket watch: "Deep Blue, channel magic into the pocket watch."

"Typeing... 1% entered..."

"10% has been entered..."

The pocket watch did not respond.

"23% has been entered..."

The pocket watch still didn't respond, and Herag became somewhat anxious.

His current worry is that if he doesn't have enough magic power to use the pocket watch, then Emil will truly be powerless to save the situation.

"33% has been entered..."

"45% has been entered..."

Just then, the pocket watch emitted a soft white light, and Emil and Melissa both looked up at the pocket watch in Herag's hand.

"This is... that pocket watch..."

A woman's silhouette appeared on the pocket watch, with a pair of white wings behind her.

The phantom looked at Emil, slowly opened its mouth, and spat out a beam of white light.

The white light turned into a white mist, which drifted down onto Emil and then merged into his body.

The crimson patterns all over Emil's body began to fade, the crimson color becoming lighter and lighter until finally the crimson patterns disappeared completely.

The ghostly image on the pocket watch also disappeared at that moment.

(End of this chapter)