Novel Full Chapter 567 567 Before I Go
Chapter 567 567 Before I Go
[Wolfe, how long would it take you to get here? The Sylvan Coven leadership is hinting that they would like to have a bunch of youngsters cleansed, and a [Mana Gathering] array cast on the city, in exchange for their allegiance.] Priya asked, hoping that Wolfe was paying attention to his bonds.
[And what did they offer in return for such a benefit? Or is this a personal Favour to you, since I’m assuming they’re trying to steal you from my Pentacle to be their new leader.] Wolfe replied, and Priya sensed the mixture of annoyance and resignation in his emotions.
[I won’t be taking up the Leader’s spot. I’m not allowing the Pentacle to be broken again. But I will take leadership in name, and they will allow the refugees to populate all the empty villages in Sylvan Coven territory. I will give you a full written copy to distribute when you get here.] Priya responded.
[Alright, give me three hours and I will be there.] Wolfe agreed.
There was a rather unique warding spell in the records of the Inheritance that he was trying to master, but it could wait until he got back. He turned to leave the seat in the practice room, and his legs bumped into the baby Mana Beast, who was sleeping curled up with Stephanie beside his chair.
The creature opened its eyes and smiled at him, with the tentacles from the chubby creature’s upper lip wiggling in interest.
“You are going somewhere?” The Mana Beast asked.
“Yes, to Sylvan Coven. They have asked me to come there and help their next generation.” Wolfe agreed.
The golden eyes of the Mana Beast turned calculating, and the details of a Grand Magic array appeared in Wolfe’s mind.
“Cast that for them, and you can help a whole generation at a time.” The beast suggested.
Wolfe focused on the spell in confusion, trying to understand what it would do.
“Mana Purification?” Wolfe asked as he began to grasp the basics of the spell.
“Yes, precisely. It’s what the previous Mana Beast wanted to cast on the other Continents, but the Saints wouldn’t let it. It will slowly cleanse the Bloodline Curse from the witches living under its effects, and make them resistant to other curses in the future.” The Mana Beast informed him proudly.
“That sounds like it has a side effect.” Wolfe replied, now suspicious about the creature’s intention.
“Only good side effects. You see, it affects their aura, as the purification effect becomes part of their mana system as they adapt to the spell. It’s a beautiful bit of Magi knowledge that the previous Mana Beast managed to save.” The beast informed him proudly.
“And what side effects might that effect cause?” Wolfe pressed.
“Well, they will cleanse the Bloodline Curse, so they will all owe you a [Favour], but that’s a little thing. They will also break any weak lingering Curses that are already on them, so if there are defensive Curses cast, they will fail with time. Oh, and they won’t be able to cast curses themselves.”
Now Wolfe understood. The Mana Beast would have broken free of the curses that were keeping it imprisoned if it had been allowed to use this spell to cleanse the witches of the other Continents. That must have been why it used the spell to suppress the Bloodline Curse and keep it from maturing instead.
“What would happen if they did try to cast a curse?” Wolfe asked the juvenile beast.
“That’s the best part!” It exclaimed.
“They DIE!”
Wolfe was beginning to get the impression that the Mana Beast didn’t actually like witches all that much. Or at least not the regular sort. The Fae would likely be willing to pay Wolfe a bribe to cast this spell everywhere that he went, so the sentiment wasn’t exclusive to him, but he should likely warn the Sylvan Coven witches before he cast it.
Stephanie mentally poked Wolfe, and gave him a meaningful look with her fluffy black face, and shining green eyes.
This was actually exactly the spell that she needed. Not for the sake of the Bloodline Curse, as he had already broken that, but to break the remainder of the curses that were active on her body, and remove the lingering damage that had been caused.
“This is an area spell, so it’s not cast directly on a person. Should we try casting it on my room, and put up a warning that casting curses there will be fatal due to the Wards?” Wolfe suggested.
That was where Stephanie spent most of her time sleeping now that Sophie was blending in well with the other children and didn’t need constant supervision. So Stephanie only returned to the young witch’s room in the evenings, once she was finished studying and playing with her classmates.
“That would be great. I don’t remember your Witches casting any curses at all. They use their Witch Magic for good, and use the Magi Elements to kill, which is strange and somewhat backward, but not against the rules of the spell.” The Mana Beast agreed.
“Alright, let’s see if I can make this work.” Wolfe agreed.
Wolfe stopped at the whiteboard outside his door, where people could leave notes for him if he were busy, and made a bold note at the top. [ABSOLUTELY NO Curses or Cursed Items Beyond This Point. Curse Activation WILL BE FATAL.]
He highlighted around the important parts with a red outline and nodded in satisfaction. That should catch everyone’s attention, and if he was there, he could warn everyone who didn’t know yet.
[Here, draw it on this.] Stephanie suggested, and created a silver disc just slightly smaller than the cushion that Ember usually slept on under the bed.
He sat down, and it dawned on him, that he too had an active curse.
“Is this going to mess with the Demonic Curse?” He asked the Mana Beast.
The Mana Beast considered it for nearly a minute of silence, then shook its head.
“No, it won’t affect the Demonic Curse because that’s not a Curse in the true sense of the word. It’s dark magic, but it’s technically a Binding Ritual, not a Curse. Casting it doesn’t cause a backlash on the caster. The Familiar Cat transformation is the same way. It’s called a Curse, but it’s not really, it’s also a Binding Ritual that forces them to stay in the form of a Familiar Cat.
Only real curses, the ones that cause corruption to the caster due to the pure evil of their nature, should break or kill the caster.
It’s not perfect, but the Bloodline Curse was one of the most powerful curses ever cast, so it should be nearly the first one to break.”
Wolfe examined the spell a bit longer, and saw what the Mana Beast meant. Neither the Demonic Curse nor the Familiar Cat curse corrupted the mana flows of the user. In fact, the Demonic Curse actually helped improve the mana capacity of the user, so in a way it could be considered beneficial magic. The Grand Magic would only purify mana flows and the mana in an area.
“Hey, wouldn’t this also break the curses of the Frozen Wastes? We could use it to allow the witches to talk to the beast kin in a room. That would be pretty useful for whatever the Sylvan Coven has going on.” He realized.
“Yeah, cast it on the whole city, and they will be forced to behave, and they’ll never become like the evil creatures that call themselves Witches on the other continents.” The Mana Beast agreed.
It might have been created by the other Mana Beast, but it seemed that the ability to read each other’s minds was already prejudicing the little hound against the ones that kept its predecessor captive.