There is no overly complicated love and hate. The grudge between the tree man Amos and the black magician is just a beautiful encounter and a sentence "What are you looking at?"
You may not believe it, but the old tree man in front of you was still a young man in his prime and full of vigor five years ago.
One hundred and eighty years old, for the long life of the tree man, is just an adult.
A fourth-level tree man versus a fourth-level high-level black magician!
As the saying goes, a young man is better than a young man. The old black magician was ultimately unable to defeat the young and strong tree man and died on the spot.
However, this old man who practiced dark magic, at the cost of his life, cast a curse on the tree man before he died, which became a shadow that shrouded the tree man for life.
The magic practiced by the black magician prolongs his life by sucking the vitality of living things, and refines the dead spirits in a very vicious way as a means of fighting against the enemy.
The curse on Amos is also related to the dead spirits.
Whenever he was exposed to the sun, the curse would corrode his body, and the resentful spirits that followed would cause great psychological harm to him.
Charlotte looked at the tree man and suggested seriously: "Then you should find a magician who is good at holy light and purification, and you should be able to remove this curse, right?"
As a former high-level magician, Charlotte still has some knowledge of magic.
Necromancer is a profession that is despised in the magician world. Refining and controlling the undead can make the strength of the necromancer far exceed that of the magician of the same level, but its training method is extremely cruel.
In order to become stronger quickly, the necromancer often massacres ordinary people on a large scale, and it is extremely cruel to kill, thus creating resentful spirits in batches.
As the necromancer becomes stronger and the number of undead controlled by him increases, his spirit will be affected by the undead, and he will become murderous and crazy.
Therefore, the necromancer has always been the target of everyone's shouting and beating. In the past few hundred years, Kalva has even set up a bounty list, and the heads of the necromancers on the list can be exchanged for a very generous bounty.
Charlotte had legitimate reasons to suspect that the young and energetic Amos had the idea of exchanging human heads for wine.
Of course, this is not the point.
As a dark magician, the necromancer is just the natural enemy of the light magician. A holy light spell is enough to remove the attached ghosts.
Even if the light magician is too rare and hard to find, it should not be difficult to find a high-level magician who can perform the Great Purification Spell? Although the effect is slightly worse than the Holy Light Spell, it should still be able to remove the curse by casting it a few more times.
Finding him, who can't do magic and can only be regarded as a surgeon + a half-baked pharmacist, isn't it a mess?
Amos's eyes dimmed and he shook his head and said, "I thought so at the beginning, but neither the Holy Light Spell nor the Great Purification Spell had any effect on this curse. I spent all my property, including the bounty I got from the head of the black magician, and I didn't find anyone who could heal me."
"Isn't this unreasonable?" Charlotte frowned.
Holy Light Spell is ineffective against the curse of the undead?
Isn't this challenging the basic setting of this world?
"Are you sure you didn't run into a liar? For example, someone who used illumination magic as holy light magic?" Charlotte put forward her own guess.
"The other party is Professor August of the Kalva School of Magic."
"That's no problem." Charlotte knew that Professor August. Light magicians are a rare species in the industry, and Kalva can count them on one hand.
"Professor August said that the rules of this curse are somewhat unique, and it is cast at the cost of the caster's life. He has never heard of it. The holy light magic he casts with his strength cannot destroy the curse." Amos lowered his eyes, and the atmosphere was low.
Charlotte sighed secretly. With Professor August's knowledge and professionalism in this field, even he had never heard of the black magic curse. What can he, a medical monk, do? Give him some placebo.
"Can you activate the curse and let me see its characteristics? So that I can look up the information later." Charlotte kept a calm expression.
Amos looked up, then looked around, took two steps back, and stretched his left hand into a weak sunlight.
Swish --
As if sulfuric acid was poured on it, Amos's left hand instantly emitted white smoke, and the back of his hand was corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, with black holes appearing one after another.
And above his body, a group of black mist suddenly appeared and surrounded his body. There was a shrill roar coming from the black mist, accompanied by a foul smell.
Charlotte narrowed his eyes slightly, and through the mist, he saw some strange runes, which were text symbols he had never seen before, and they were different from the text in this world.
What's even more strange is that these runes are not immutable, but are constantly changing like living insects.
Just staring at it for a while, Charlotte felt a strong sense of dizziness, and a feeling of nausea rose from the bottom of her heart, accompanied by a whisper like a devil.
"It's bad!" Charlotte was startled and quickly bit the tip of her tongue.
The intense pain brought Charlotte out of his state of despair. He quickly turned his eyes away, not daring to stare at the runes.
On the other side, Amos had returned to the shadows, and the black fog slowly subsided.
The process seemed extremely painful, but his expression did not fluctuate at all, as if he had already gotten used to it.
Charlotte swallowed the blood in her mouth, looked at Amos and said, "I already know the situation, but you don't have to have too much hope. I'm just an ordinary doctor. Even the professor of Calva University can't solve the curse. I can only try my best to help you find some solutions."
"Thank you, I'll come to you again in a few days." Amos nodded and turned away.
"What a shitty task, it almost sent me away. I dare not accept such high-reward hidden tasks in the future." Charlotte turned around and closed the door, with lingering fear.
He didn't know what terrible things would happen if he fell into that curse just now.
In this weird world, he must remind himself to pay attention to safety at all times.
While the memory was still there, Charlotte returned to the study and drew the runes she had seen before.
Even the static runes on the paper still exuded a strange atmosphere.
"The necromancer is not easy to mess with. It's better to leave the work of exchanging heads for bounties to those adventurers and mercenaries." Charlotte took a book
and covered the paper with the runes, out of sight, out of mind.
Tonight he would take time to look through the books in the study to see if he could find any useful information.
If he couldn't find it, he planned to give up this task.
Although it was a precious hidden task.
But there was no punishment for not completing the task!
The next task was even better.
The turnover of one thousand copper coins was completed as soon as the door opened, which made Charlotte full of confidence for today.
Soon more patients came to the door.
A poor goblin who had just been robbed was stabbed twice in the left chest. Fortunately, his heart grew on the right side, so he pretended to be dead and escaped.
Charlotte helped him deal with the wound and sutured it.
I thought the goblin should be penniless after being robbed, but he took out six silver coins from his remaining pants to pay for the medical expenses.
Charlotte was amazed, and at the same time lamented that the robber was not professional enough. After all, he remembered that he had been robbed naked several times.
In one morning, Charlotte treated ten customers. Except for the tree man in the morning, all the others were external injuries.
"This is a hemostatic potion. There is still half a bottle left. If the wound breaks and bleeds after returning, you can pour an appropriate amount of potion on the wound to stop the bleeding. Remember, don't do strenuous exercise these days and don't let the wound get wet. A total of 300 copper coins, thank you for your patronage..."
Charlotte watched the orc with seven cuts on his arm leave, looked at the sky, it was already noon, turned over the wooden sign on the door, and announced the end of today's business.
"It's the most wonderful time to count again!"
Charlotte took out her purse and poured all the morning's sales on the counter.
The clinking sound of coins colliding is fascinating.
After a careful count, there are 24 silver coins and 425 copper coins, which is equivalent to 2824 copper coins.
Among them, 550 copper coins are task rewards from the system.
In addition, there are collateral worth 500 copper coins.
This is the normal turnover of the clinic in a day. Yesterday's income of more than 4,000 was increased by the moisturizing essence.
Charlotte counted the deposit by the way. After two days, after deducting the 15 silver coins purchased yesterday, he still has 5640 copper coins in his deposit.
Isn't this enough for rent!
Sure enough, opening a clinic by yourself is much better than being a worker!
Of course, this money cannot be considered net profit.
In the past two days, he has been consuming various potions on the shelf. The physical potion has been used up, the moisturizing essence has been used up, and there are only two bottles of cleaning potion left.
At present, the only thing he can replenish on his own is the hemostatic potion.
After deducting the 40 silver coins that he was going to give to the landlady the day after tomorrow and hiding them separately in the secret compartment under the counter, he now had 1640 available funds.
And the wealth value in the personal panel has reached 7148.
If he is lucky, he will be able to break 10,000 tomorrow and open the system mall!
"I have to refine two more pots of hemostatic potion today, and I have to try to refine the cleaning potion, otherwise I have to go to the pharmacy to buy a batch, and the price will be different."
Charlotte collected the money, took out the black bread and took a bite, and began to arrange the work for this afternoon.
Hard work makes wealth, this is the fine tradition of the flower-growing family, and it is also the truth that Charlotte has always believed in.
Dong! Dongdong!
There was a knock on the door suddenly.
"Isn't there a sign on the door saying closed?" Charlotte sat in the chair without moving, thinking that the person outside would knock on the door for a while, and if no one responded, he should leave.
However, Charlotte grumbled a little about the patience of the person outside the door. The knocking continued until Charlotte finished eating the unpalatable black bread and drank a glass of water in the middle.
"Can't read?"
Charlotte was annoyed by the knocking and could only get up and open the door.
A petite girl stood outside the door, wearing a black dress that didn't fit her well, with long brown hair tied behind her head. She looked pretty and lovely, with a bit of baby fat on her face.
She lowered her eyes and crossed her hands together, looking a little nervous.
Why is it her?
Looking at the familiar figure in front of her, Charlotte's eyes widened instantly.
The girl raised her head and looked at Charlotte standing in the door, and her eyes widened at the same time.
Oh, wow——