Village Head's Debauchery

Chapter 940 The Weakening Curse!

After concluding his announcement, Orion didn’t waste another second. He tore through the barrier again, transforming into a bolt of lightning that shot into the distance.

After his departure, a sudden pin-drop silence enveloped the entire Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City.

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Princess Ballesha had always been stubborn and impulsive, traits that intensified when she first fell victim to a rare illness that was the bane of every succubus and incubus.

The Weakening Curse! This affliction plagued her with chronic weakness, draining her life energy and causing her muscles to atrophy and her health to deteriorate.

The illness was particularly insidious for succubi and incubi because it targeted their ability to extract life energy from the world and others, a fundamental aspect of their survival and strength.

To combat this illness, Ballesha had to learn higher ranks of energy far beyond her current capabilities. However, her talent was painfully below average, making the challenge even more daunting.

She couldn’t master magical, celestial, draconic, or even nature energy. Soon, she gave up hope, resigning to a life confined to the comfort of her bed. Her legs had given up on her, refusing her every command.

Her illness was a financial drain on her parents, who could barely afford their home in the lower ward. They worked until exhaustion, desperately seeking a cure for her terrible affliction, until their efforts consumed them, and they died.

Life was suffocating, like a cruel master slowly choking his servant to death with a compassionate smile. But one person stood by her side –her elder sister. When Ballesha needed food, she fed her. When she needed new clothes, she clothed her. When she needed to bathe, she bathed her. No request was too small for her elder sister to fulfil.

However, she hated it. No matter how much her sister tried, it always felt like a temporary relief before she was plunged into despair again.

Unlike her, her sister worked a menial job as a labourer, but she was talented enough to learn how to cultivate draconic energy quickly. As the days passed, she rose through the ranks of authority, utilizing her charm, strength, and cunning intellect to navigate the treacherous politics of the Wanderlust Traveling Tortoise Runaway City.

Ballesha knew she had always been stubborn and impulsive because she believed that was the only path to free herself from this wretched life.

One day, they finally afforded a capable healer. However, the Weakening Curse was rare, and the necessary ingredients were expensive, requiring them to seek a solution that involved freely granting life energy from another. Time passed, and she got married to a man who her sister had secretly paid to feed her the life energy needed for her recovery.

The treatment worked, and she got better. However, in exchange, her husband became weaker, taking her place on the wretched bed until he passed away. She wept ceaselessly for his demise. Later, she discovered he already had his own children before marrying her.

She knew her sister wasn’t to blame; he had freely chosen. She could only blame herself and her illness for causing such a situation.

Ballesha sought death but couldn’t find it. Her sister shielded her from danger, doing everything to keep her safe and aid her recovery. She was the best family anyone could ask for. However, her illness worsened, leaving her in a deteriorating state. Finding partners for her with the right energy wasn’t difficult in a grade one Runaway City where intimacy was a primary commodity.

Within weeks, she had another partner, then another –from a brother, a husband, a son–they all perished within months, each succumbing to her wretched illness.

As this continued, Ballesha’s hatred for her illness decreased, but her resentment toward her sister grew exponentially.

Her sister swiftly ascended to become one of the King’s harem, showcasing her ruthlessness and cunning by poisoning the King and his bloodline to death. She then sold the remaining harems to other Runaway Cities, orchestrated the overthrow and reinstatement of leaders loyal to her, and cemented her image by gaining their support. This strategic maneuvering solidified her as the Queen of the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City.

Ballesha knew her sister’s actions, having personally heard them from her. However, things took a turn for the worse. With access to abundant resources, she continued to have several partners, each meeting their demise three months after encountering her. And, finding such necessary rare resources for her treatment in this desolate world seemed impossible.

Ballesha finally grasped why her affliction was named the Weakening Curse! At that moment, she felt like nothing more than a wretched curse herself, fueling her growing resentment toward her sister for not granting her death.

Having grown accustomed to her condition, she ceased seeking new partners and instead resigned herself to waiting, her expression a mix of longing and defiance against death’s cruel grasp.

However, during a journey to obtain a divine artefact for a grade 2 Runaway City, a rumour surfaced in the bazaar about a mysterious healer capable of curing any ailment within minutes. Despite the buzz, Ballesha paid no mind to it. She had encountered countless healers, each with their own reputation, and had grown indifferent to their promises of salvation.

The day her sister brought him to her room was a turning point. Ballesha couldn’t quite articulate it then. Perhaps it was due to her history of numerous partners, honing her ability to read through people to uncover their true nature and past.

Yet, when her gaze met him, an extraordinary sensation enveloped her—a sense of hope she hadn’t felt before. It was as if he carried a unique aura unlike any healer she had encountered.

And indeed, her intuition proved correct.

He successfully cured her of her debilitating illness. At that moment, love blossomed within her, mingled with a fear that letting him go would mean a return to her previous torment.

Surprisingly, he reciprocated her feelings. However, as time passed, she discovered his ulterior motives; he used her to manipulate her sister and the Runaway City’s leaders. Despite this knowledge, Ballesha didn’t resist. She clung to him, afraid to let go and risk losing the newfound life he had brought her.