We were talking to an undead and there were chances he could have been lying. However, no matter how I looked at it, he didn't seem to be. What could he possibly hope to gain by lying in the first place?
"Believe it, don't believe it. It's all up to you." I turned to Boriosa. "Is there a way to, perhaps fix this?" The whole point of this was to find out a way to cure the curse anyway, though there were no curses, to begin with.
"I don't know. Maybe you could try purifying them using some other methods like casting holy magic for a few decades. But how would you do that? Besides they'd probably be dead by then. Actually, death might be a relief to them after two thousand years. Because after that they'd be pretty much worthless. I learned this after I was sent to jail when I reevaluated my findings. I tried to find out how this happened and why. But after what they did to me, I gave up all my research. Besides I was poisoned anyway. "
