A week later.
To the southwest of the Magic Continent, deep within the sea, lay another continent—the territory of the Atlantis Empire, surrounded by countless islands. After a week of traveling, Cillian finally set foot on those islands.
But before she could catch her breath, a heavy Curse Power descended upon her. She staggered and, in an utterly embarrassing display, fell face-first into the ground before the people of the Atlantis Empire.
She sneezed violently and wailed, "Here it comes again! Damn it, who the hell is it?!"
Cillian struggled to her feet and cast Purification Magic on herself, her heart filled with indignation. Which bitch had cursed her again?
At that moment, she suddenly remembered that only elves were especially sensitive to the aura of the Tree of Life. Therefore, it could not have been only the Bay Elves who sensed the Tree of Life; other elf races would have sensed it as well.
So, they would surely send elves out to search for the Tree of Life too!
Then, to prevent elves from other races from finding the Tree of Life first, some elf race would choose to strike in secret. The curse on her must have been cast by one of those elf races!
Cillian thought grimly, but as her condition worsened, her head began to feel light and dizzy again. Left with no choice, she could only rent a room at an inn and rest for a while.
Grants Academy, Astrology Tower.
After finishing the curse, Hekate asked Star about the situation.
Airlan Linshadow was still within the Eastern Primeval Forest and heading toward the Myrros Empire. However, your curse had delayed his journey again, forcing him to stop and rest. He suspected that the curse had come from another elf race.
After Lucia healed her