This Was a Height You Didn't Belong At

A blessing? Are you sure that's what you're doing?

Looking at the book in Lan Qingyou's hands, which clearly didn't look like anything good, Liu Wei swallowed with difficulty.

Good grief!

How had I never thought of that?

Didn't the Black Witch also have Curse Magic?

Now it seemed she planned to use her own Magic Power to curse her entire family!

Was a curse supposed to be a good thing?

At least, from what Liu Wei had heard, plenty of people who were afraid of being cursed had fled into Dungeons overnight to hide.

And most of those who hadn't fled, or couldn't, had ended up dying from the curse.

Their deaths might not have been particularly gruesome, but they had certainly been agonizing.

Surely nobody wanted to know what it felt like to be tortured to death?

So...

"Don't...!"

Unwilling to find out, Liu Wei immediately reached out, trying to snatch the potion bottle containing his Magic Power from Lan Qingyou's hand.

However...

"Don't move! If you move, you die!"

Lan Qingyou, who had been fiddling with the Magic Book, raised her head slightly and fixed Liu Wei with a hard stare as she spoke in a low voice.

Seeing her like this, Liu Wei immediately pulled back his outstretched hand.

What was wrong with me? Why was I backing down?

Just because of some brat's glare?

You've got to be kidding!

I...

"Cousin, if you do that, won't you be cursing... blessing yourself too?"

Liu Wei's angry face broke into a fawning smile.

That's right, he'd spotted the flaw.

Lan Qingyou had said all related family members, which included Lan Qingyou herself.

But...

"Have you ever heard of a Chef cooking herself?"

Lan Qingyou said indifferently.

How could she, who had even taken the backlash from curses