Seeing the situation, Rogel instantly understood that Doyle hadn’t ntioned this matter to Gaisinya at all, maybe not even the fate of the other mbers of Eclipse.
However, the curse truly was Doyle’s doing.
"Did he leave any riddles? Oh no, did he leave any ssage?"
Rogel asked.
"Well..." The old lady furrowed her brow, recalling for a mont, then replied, "He did leave a strange ssage before he left, sothing about ’going to settle a debt first...’"
The debtor...
Understood.
Rogel once again understood in his heart.
The magic potion book Doyle left with Old dicine Ding likely ca from this Rose Island’s Luther.
That magic potion book was undoubtedly a great help to Rogel.
Therefore, it’s not wrong to say Rogel owes a debt.
In this matter, he owes Doyle a favor.
"So that’s why I was led here..."
Rogel chuckled softly, finding it rather amusing.
However, what puzzled Rogel was why Doyle thought he could lift the "Blood-sucking Rose" curse?
He wasn’t an expert on this by any ans.
He had no experience in lifting curses, but if it was about completely eliminating a curse, he did have an unadmitted idea...
Thinking of this, Rogel refocused his attention, turning to look at Gaisinya: "Where is Luther? Where is he now?"
Gaisinya, hearing this, turned around and set her gaze on the tall thorn tree in the center of the town.
At this mont, countless rose flowers were blooming on the tall thorn tree, continuously scattering strange and splendid blood-red pollen.
Gaisinya sighed and pointed towards a thorny gate under the thorns: "He’s inside here."
"He only feels better when he’s inside."
As she spoke, she also walked up with slightly staggered steps: "He wakes up once in a while."
"But as the curse deepens, the intervals grow longer, and his waking monts beco shorter..."
"The nightmare keeps tornting him relentlessly, and his ntal state seems to be deteriorating..."
Gaisinya murmured as she gently stroked the thorns on the gate.
Seeing this, Rogel took a breath and walked up.
"Ms. Gaisinya."
Rogel patted her shoulder, looking at her earnestly: "Do you have a way to let et Mr. Luther?"
"If not, then I’ll have to use my own thods."
Gaisinya was silent for a mont: "... I can try calling him."
"I used to get responses from him, but I’m not sure if I can now."
After saying this, Gaisinya sighed, not hesitating as she stepped forward, gently knocking on the thorn gate while softly calling Luther’s na.
The three waited for a long ti.
Just when Rogel was about to lose patience and take action, the thorn gate in front of them suddenly trembled.
After a violent tremor, the thorns on the door began to retract, and soon, the door was opened.
Thick blood-red mist poured out from the door.
This mist didn’t cause any harm or effects, but it severely obscured vision.
The space below wasn’t particularly large, but thorns were everywhere, leaving hardly any room for soone to stand straight.
Fortunately, Gaisinya had been here more than once, and after searching for a mont, they saw a middle-aged man on a bed, sleeping, his face flushed, brows tightly furrowed, and sweat constantly pouring off him.
"He’s experiencing a nightmare... without a break."
Gaisinya’s voice choked, trembling as she stroked his face, tears falling uncontrollably.
Rogel glanced around, then stroked his chin in thought.
Yas looked at him: "So, have you figured out a way?"
He didn’t respond and instead closed his eyes, seemingly pondering a solution.
In reality, he was loading a save.
After selecting a previous save, Rogel quickly found the Source of Knowledge and Wisdom Faith, freeloading once more.
Undoubtedly, it knew the solution, but as usual, it required the Power of Faith for exchange.
... Well, for Rogel, the only factor affecting his bargain with Knowledge and Wisdom was the reserve limit of the Power of Faith.
The thod to deal with the "Blood-sucking Rose" curse did not require an exorbitant amount of Faith power, so Rogel successfully freeloaded again.
Opening his eyes, Rogel gazed at Luther, who was sleeping in front of him, rubbing his temples.
Then, he turned his head, looking at Mira in Yas’s arms, extending two fingers towards her forehead.
...
In the blood pool.
Mira sat on the ground, staring blankly at the distant thorn bushes.
Honestly, this wretched place was too hard to bear. She was at the end of her rope.
"Mira."
Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out, snapping Mira back to her senses.
"Hallucinating?"
She was sowhat incredulous of her own ears.
"Mira, it’s , Rogel."
When that calm and familiar voice sounded a second ti, Mira finally confird she wasn’t hallucinating.
"Captain Rogel?"
She was a bit surprised.
"Mira, I found a way to lift the curse, but before that, I need you to do sothing."
Rogel said.
"What is it?" Mira responded instinctively, ready to agree, but suddenly furrowed her brows, as if thinking of sothing, feeling cautious: "Wait a minute, are you really Captain Rogel?"
"Hmm?" Hearing this, Rogel found it amusing, but quickly realized why Mira asked.
She was currently in a slumber, in the outskirts of the curse. Being cautious was a good sign.
Thinking of this, he considered for a mont: "It’s , Rogel. Let share sothing to prove it."
"Earlier, in the library of the Five Great Seas of the Oceanic Realm, I saw you take a book off the shelf titled ’Taboo’s Joy...’"
Before Rogel could finish, Mira’s voice hastily interrupted him, preventing him from continuing.
"Alright, enough! I know, it’s you, Captain Rogel. You don’t need to continue!"
Thank goodness it’s a place like the spiritual space, otherwise Mira would likely be very flushed now.
Damn, she’d nearly forgotten about that incident herself, yet Rogel still rembered...
Though a bit embarrassed, she no longer doubted Rogel’s identity.
Rogel wasn’t the least bit embarrassed, knowing it wasn’t the ti for small talk. After confirming his identity, he went straight to the point: "Mira, your spiritual strength should be sufficient."
"I need you to attempt to connect with the entity that brought you here, entering a deeper level of the spiritual space."
"The one with the gibberish voice? It sounds ntally unstable." Mira responded.
That voice would occasionally appear, then return to calm.
"Alright, I’ll try."
Mira said.
"Be careful, it’s not safe. Protect yourself. If encountering a crisis, touch this spiritual energy."
After speaking, a purple light slowly fell into Mira’s hand.
From Knowledge and Wisdom, he had obtained the way to deal with the curse.
As long as he entered the spiritual space of the curse, he had a way.
But the key was that the curse’s isolation was strong, making it impossible to enter using ordinary thods.
He needed a dium, a dium with strong spirit.
Gaisinya or soone in Rose Town might fit this condition, but no one was more suitable than Mira.
As long as Mira, as a dium, could enter the deeper layers of the curse, he could use his powers externally to free Luther from the curse.
Of course, this was only one solution.
Another way was to destroy Luther, Gaisinya, and everyone on Rose Island along with the creator of the curse, the man nad "Calabro."
But this thod was insane and troubleso.
So the only remaining thod was the forr one.
"Alright, I understand."
Mira nodded, gripping the bundle of spiritual energy, and closed her eyes.
Soon, her spiritual energy began to spread, connecting to the thorn bushes and roses in the blood pool.
Without hesitation, Mira quickly found the path to the deeper layers through this connection.
Her body began to sink slowly...
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