Taming The Villainesses chapter 388

(EP.388)Bird #3

388 – Neutral Bird #3

Ira returned to her room and started digging the floor.

It looked like someone poking around looking for the secret chest marked on the treasure map.

Only when the floor is finally exposed and something hidden underneath it is revealed. I thought I could understand why Aira dug the floor with something like a fuss.

“What is this… .”

It was a jar that looked very suspicious even to the pretense.

About half the size of my body.

I don’t know why something like a urn was placed deep on the floor of the citadel where the queen was staying.

smal smal.

The strange tumbler that came out of the entrance covered with black paper made it possible to infer that what was contained in it was something very harmful and terrible even at a glance.

“Collock. It’s boring. Why was this thing under the Queen’s room?”

Just being in this room like that jar made my nose and mouth very spicy and my throat was stuffy and coughed.

Shh.

As I was about to reach for it, Aira’s hand blocks mine.

“I prefer not to touch it.”

“Then what? It looks pretty ominous to leave it in the room like this.”

It may be because of my mood, but it felt similar to when I had to unearth an unexploded shell. It feels like it’s going to explode all of a sudden and blow your whole life away.

slur.

Aira, who opened her slender eyes, looked at the words that seemed to have been engraved with sharp objects on the jar. Then he covered his nose with a handkerchief and shook his head.

“There is some kind of magic entangled in the letters. It’s the kind of character I can’t read. You’ll probably need an expert to read this.”

“Are you an expert?”

“Before that, let’s get out of this place first.”

I left the room with Ira. When you step out of the room, you feel a little refreshed. In particular, Ira even stopped breathing at that time.

As Ira, who likes clean and classy things, it seemed that she could not tolerate that such a strange antique thing was on the floor of her bed where she slept.

About five minutes have passed since then.

Mirna and Narmi rushed to my call. Because they were the only ones who could have known about such a bizarre urn.

“Sister, look at that.”

“Sir Tae Oh, is that that weird pot?”

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Covering their noses and mouths with a handkerchief soaked in special holy water, they looked at the jars lying on the dug-out floor and met each other’s eyes.

“Narmi, what do you think?”

“Maybe my sister and I are thinking the same thing. This is my first time seeing this. I think you have to open the lid to find out what it is.”

Shrek.

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Narmi reached for the jar with her white gloved hand. The action was so cautious that it almost felt like an EOD team touching improvised explosives.

Shh.

Finally, Narmi’s hand touches the black cloth lid covering the jar.

“Sister, then let’s open it.”

“Yeah, three, open it.”

“three.”

silkygoat was the goat. cry

Narmi immediately opened the cloth lid without having to go through one or the other. At the same time, it felt like something was spurting out from the inside of the pot.

It was Mirna who showed the biggest reaction.

“Wow… !”

She covered her mouth with a handkerchief and immediately stepped back and ran out of the room. Then he opened the window he could see nearby and started to vomit in vain.

It reminds me of an acquaintance who had to dispose of a cat carcass that had been left unattended for a long time. You must have seen something terrible inside that jar.

On the other hand, Narmi was relatively calm.

“It’s the first time I’ve ever been so terrified. I wouldn’t be able to make something like this without normal malice.”

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Narmi frowned while covering her face with a handkerchief. The experience of guarding Draco’s graveyard seemed to be quite condescending as to where it had gone.

Shh.

She soon closed the cloth lid again and said to Mirna.

“Sister, this is not the time to be like that. You better seal this up right away. I don’t know what will happen if I leave it like this. Give me a talisman.”

“… Whoa.”

Mirna wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her white gloved hand.

Then, he takes out a piece of paper and a brush from his arms and scribbles the letters.

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Narmi, who was holding it, wrapped the jar with an amulet like a sticker.

When you think it’s strange because it feels like you’re doing mosaic art. Mirna, who took a breath away, trembled and said.

“Narmi, it was temporarily blocked. I want you to do business properly. If you leave it like this, it’s sure to cause terrible things.”

It was temporary, but it seemed certain that the work was finished. Watching all this, I had no choice but to ask what the hell it was.

* * *

“Curse. terrible curse. It’s the kind of thing that drives people crazy and makes them have seizures. I’ve never seen anything so terrible. Perhaps it is an ancient thing that can only be found by searching through ancient documents.”

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Narmi lightly evaluated the jar it had just been in.

I was wondering if Narmi, who knew a lot about curses and was well-informed, would know for sure.

Even her could only ‘understand’ about the contents of the jar, but it seemed impossible to explain in detail. Narmi said about him.

“Maybe the professor knows. The professor is old. And secretly, I know a lot about this kind of knowledge.”

Unusually, Narmi spoke with a slightly depressed expression. Then I called one of the birds flying nearby and said,

“Find Professor Stella.”

food duck.

A wild pigeon flies in search of Professor Stella.

Did you wait 5 minutes? Professor Stella, with a large quiver on his back and a rabbit, appeared with a dove on his shoulder.

“What’s up? call me all Rather, it’s all gathered like this.”

“Professor Stella, look at this.”

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Narmi took out the jar from the floor and showed it to Stella. Stella, who looked at it, said, “Seal?” and raised her eyebrows and started stroking her chin.

“It looks like an old pot. At least half a century old. I’ll have to send it to the Ark and do some dating to find out the details.”

Mirna said a word to the elf professor looking into the jar.

“Not a jar. What we want to say is the content.”

“contents?”

Mirna chin at Stella’s words. Then Narmi approached Stella and started whispering into her long, pointed ears.

Suk Duk Suk Duk.

“Is that real?”

After hearing the whole story, Stella put on a very serious expression. Then, after saying, “Wait a minute here,” I brought a very old looking book from somewhere.

「Understanding the Ancient Curse and Intertwined Yasa Sangsang Volume – Written by Lotus Draco」

At first glance, the old book had something like this written on it. Seeing this, Narmi trembled and shouted out loudly but clearly.

“Isn’t that Lotus Draco’s old book? It’s a book that I couldn’t find even when I tried to get it in the market. It’s a book we don’t even have at home. where did you get it I heard that everything was burned during the witch hunt.”

I don’t know, but it seems to be an important book. Stella said.

“For an elf, a book that is about 100 years old is said to be an old book. I bought this book right away when it was first published. Anyway, this is not important.”

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Stella is rummaging through a book that looks like it will wear out at any moment. When you’re looking at all the pages full of weird pictures.

“Here, like this.”

Stella’s hand stopped on a page and began to read the letters one by one.

“So, what is written here is the story of the magic used in the northern regions north of the wall.”

He said that the cold and barren north always lacked food. So there were always orphans. There were a lot of children in need of food.

“It is said that there are many parents who sell their children for money. And, it is said that the magic in this pot is a curse that was created in such a situation. Locking a hungry child in a jar… .”

Stella’s explanation was terrible. The small, skinny child is locked up in a jar and continues to supply sweet and savory things.

When a child refuses to eat or tries to get out of the jar, beat him or beat him with a whip.

Then the child will give up on escaping and just eat the food given to him. Sometimes, even trying to get out of the jar becomes terrifying.

However, he said that the child who continued to eat sweet and delicious food gradually gained weight inside and finally got enough to fit in the jar.

“Then you’ll be stabbed in the neck or stab yourself with a single knife. Then it is said that the soul of a child who died while being deceived by the sweetness is put in a jar, and the curse of the neutrophil is said to be completed.”

Stella’s explanation ends there.

So, according to them, something very terrifying was right in the jar. Something like that is under Aira’s bedroom.

Mirna said.

“The curse of gluttony and the use of dead souls in enchanting jars of honey… . Its subject gradually loses consciousness and becomes unable to escape from pleasure and greedy thoughts.”

The explanation seemed to somehow make sense to me. Perhaps the strange insanity that Aira is showing these days is because of that jar.

Of course, that’s not the only reason.

After Bael disappeared, Ira came to face her inner self.

One by one, one by one, while she was getting to know her feelings, these bad things overlapped, so it must have collapsed unbearably.

Mirna said firmly when she thought it was bad luck.

“Looks like someone was trying to kill the queen. no doubt It corrupts the Queen spiritually. That’s a good enough story.”

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Narmi shook her head at him.

“Well, it seems like it has been buried for a very long time. Could it be a simple coincidence? It was only by chance that Queen Tarantera stayed in the room where the jars were once buried.”

It’s a coincidence.

From their point of view, it was enough to think so. But it was clear that Ira wouldn’t think so.

The demon king Solomon, who reads the future, was certain that she would stay in this room and placed the jars for a very long time.

Thinking like that, I sympathized with Aira’s position, who was afraid of some kind of conspiracy and attack against her. Maybe Ira was feeling all of this implicitly.

swipe.

I looked at Ira and saw that she was looking at the jar with her slender eyes open. The expression on his face seemed complicated, and sometimes it seemed to contain kindness and pity.

Aira, who had been keeping her mouth shut for a long time, opened her mouth.

“How do I break this jar?”

Mirna replied to him.

“First of all, it’s good to curse. If you break the jar like this, there might be a bad reaction against you, Queen Tarantera, who became the subject.”

“Then what do you mean?”

“A curse that uses your soul is powerful, but it is easy to inflict it. It’s enough to sanctify or exorcise the soul used in the curse. Of course in this case… .”

Mirna, who had been talking well, suddenly stopped talking.