"Who is it?"
"Ah?" Paskha looked at his teacher, confused, and put on a clueless expression.
"There's no cure for it, but if she hasn't reached adulthood, teaching her to control the cold poison within her body won't endanger her life."
"Master, can you teach her?"
"Not me. I have acquaintances who can teach her." Sir Clove wasn't sure if the person was willing to help the girl or not. "So, who is it?"
"Sharleen."
"..." The scene where the figure of a beautiful young lady who has a face similar to Sharleen's and dies in front of Paskha reappears in Clove's head. Now he understood what had triggered the forbidden technique seal inside Paskha's soul.
In the future, this child would experience human trials that would take the life of the only woman in his heart. Even after he sealed the power of god and reduced the curse's effects, Paskha could not escape the clutch of this wretched curse.
