The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 7: Cut the Curse

After the mirror was broken, no shards of glass flew out.

A large number of purple-red cracks began to appear on the entire mirror surface, and something colorless and invisible overflowed from them.

You can still hear faint whispers in your ears.

Annan could barely detect that there seemed to be a very faint smell of spices in the air. But he couldn't answer what kind of spice it was. After all, he had not studied the spices in this world... He could only barely smell it, which seemed to be a smell between Sichuan peppercorns and burnt wood.

Of course, if we meet again next time, Annan is still sure to be able to recall it.

Suddenly, a line of blood-red, somewhat scrawled characters appeared in front of Annan’s eyes:

[The curse has been cut off - the tongue in the mirror]

The next moment, the cow tongues nailed together on the broken mirror suddenly ignited purple-red flames. At the same time, it also gave off a strong stench, like tartar mixed with blood.

The flames rose instantly and burned the cow tongue.

Then in the broken mirror, a very strong hurricane suddenly rolled up. The wind even sucked Annan and staggered, and he almost stepped on the blood stains in front of him.

But these bloodstains did not last long.

The invisible hurricane swept by, and the blood on the ground seemed to have been licked by a dog. After a few times, it was sucked clean, and no trace of blood could be found. Even the air no longer contains the smell of blood.

...It was as if something Annan couldn't see was wiping the stains on the ground.

Soon, the hurricane subsided.

The blood, filth, corpses, and ashes of cow tongue throughout the room were all sucked into the mirror.

Only a mirror remained in the center of the room.

The mirror looked like porcelain with cracks in the ice, or like a mobile phone screen that had been covered with film and then dropped to the ground. It was broken and looked very miserable, but not a single piece of glass fell out.

Annan walked over and tentatively touched the mirror.

Sure enough, a curtain of light immediately appeared in front of his eyes:

【Tongueless Mirror】

[Type: Material/Miscellaneous (Blue)]

[Description: The destroyed spell has lost its original function]

[Effect: The holder will be cursed "No more words"]

[No more words: If the holder is attacked before finishing speaking, this attack ignores defense]

Looking at the properties of this mirror, Annan fell into deep confusion.

"...is this thing useful?"

Is this used to provide a warning of "please press after last hit"?

Or... the function it was damaged is that "attacks suffered while silent can be rebounded"?

Annan thought for a while and decided to find a place to hide the mirror first.

It’s a bit scary to carry this thing around with you...

After that, Annan found a place to put the mirror, picked up the sword and went out.

As soon as he went out, he saw the guard captain Klaus coming here in a hurry and had just passed the last corner.

When Annan saw Klaus, Klaus also felt something and raised his head.

He also happened to see Annan who had just come out of the room.

The moment they saw each other, they stopped what they were doing.

Annan was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say, but just clenched the sword in his hand.

The strange thing is that Klaus didn't attack directly.

When he saw Annan coming out of this room, he immediately looked at Annan's mouth. Seeing Annan's mouth tightly shut, Klaus's pupils suddenly shrank, and he began to keep his mouth shut tightly and remained silent. He stretched out his hand to support the hilt of the sword and stood motionless.

This detail made Annan's heart move slightly, but there was no reaction on his face.

Neither of them moved or spoke.

For a moment, there was a terrible silence in the narrow corridor.

The almost solid air was thick and cold, surging with undisguised murderous intent and malice.

After remaining silent for a few seconds, the vague thoughts in Annan's mind became clearer and clearer:

...Why doesn't Klaus attack me?

Did he not want to?

No, Annan can be sure that Klaus must want to kill him... The killing intent in his eyes is almost boiling, and his slightly narrowed eyes are filled with the indifference of a reptile.

Just looking into Klaus's eyes, Annan could hear a thin, inaudible whisper coming from his ears.

In his eyes, Klaus's figure gradually became distorted and exaggerated, with purple-red mist steaming from his body... But when Annan looked carefully again, it seemed that it was just an illusion.

Klaus, the captain of the guard, still stood motionless, his mouth closed and silent.

Unless...

It’s not that Klaus doesn’t want to attack him, it’s just that he doesn’t dare!

Annan suddenly realized something.

Maybe Klaus couldn't see that the mirror was broken, or maybe he didn't have a deep understanding of this aspect. He may have thought that Annan had gained the same ability as him...the ability to feed back attacks while silent!

For example, take out the beef tongue that belongs to Klaus and put the beef tongue that you prepared in advance... something like that.

With a rough guess in his mind, Annan felt confident.

He is not the kind of person who lacks courage.

What's more, he can't feel fear or panic at all now.

Annan simply didn’t want to give it away in vain.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, put his index finger in front of his lips, and made a silencing gesture. The honest face belonging to John gradually revealed a bright and proud smile.

Seeing "John" suddenly make such an almost crazy expression, Klaus's heart suddenly thumped.

...Is it true?

John, boy, did he really steal the cursed object?

"Don't come over."

Annan closed the door and slowly retreated to the other side of the corridor.

He stretched out his left hand to cover his mouth, and the words that came out of his mouth were so brief that he couldn't ignore them: "Back off."

Of course he did not have the rune engraved on his tongue. The cow tongue had also been burned by him and the curse had been cut off by him.

But coincidentally, Klaus chose this fully enclosed windowless room in order to prevent others from discovering the ritual he arranged in the room. But now, he himself was trapped by his own setup...

He had no idea that there was nothing left in this room.

As long as Annan blocked his mouth, Klaus didn't dare to risk attacking Annan - he couldn't see Annan's mouth shape, so he couldn't judge whether Annan was ready to speak, so he couldn't even attack Annan.

Annan can attack him, but he cannot attack Annan. If you guess the wrong time, you will be killed by yourself.

Seeing that Klaus was still hesitating, Annan immediately played another card:

"——Mirror tongue, right?"

This is a sure kill.

Hearing this word, Klaus's expression finally changed.

His face showed strong unwillingness, and finally he sighed deeply and put down his right hand on the sword at his waist.

"You win, John. Although I think you probably don't know what you did..."

Klaus sighed, no longer pretending to remain silent.

Seeing that Annan still remained silent, he shook his head. Sticking out his tongue, he showed Annan that he had been cut off from the curse.

Only a deep scar that was still soaked in blood appeared on his tongue.

The thickness of the blood stain is very similar to that of Don Juan's dagger... It's like someone stabbed Klaus' tongue with that dagger. The runes he sewn onto his tongue were naturally split into two by this scar.

"Are you satisfied?"

Klaus snorted coldly: "Listen up, John. I don't have to kill you, but you must also keep our secret... This is also for your own good."

"Can you not kill me?"

Annan repeated Klaus's words and couldn't help laughing: "Is it your turn to say such a thing now?"

Although his true strength may not be able to defeat Klaus at all, Annan's advantage is that he is fearless.

Because he is fearless - he shows off his confidence, which makes him extremely confident.

But looking at Annan's confident look, Klaus suddenly raised one corner of his mouth, revealing an undisguised sneer:

"Whose orders do you think we are following? Why do you think we dare to betray the Three-Eyed Crow? Do you think we are all as stupid as you?

"The Geraint family is not a generous and kind person. The Earl of Crow only has four children in total, and he loves him even more. He was not sent here because he made a mistake, but because The earl wanted to save his life.

"If it weren't for that adult's order, we would have gone crazy and murdered the young master..."

Klaus's eyes were full of mockery that was almost compassionate: "There's nothing we can do about it. I advise you to stop, silly John, it's still too late. ~IndoMTL.com~ The people below the deck Were they all killed by you? You are very skilled, come and do it with us.

"'Mirror Tongue' can at best protect you from death on the ship, but if you dare to go ashore, you will be dead. Moreover, even if you stay on the ship and never get off, the ship itself can Can't stand the cannon.

"You haven't seen anything called a cannon, have you? Let me tell you this... as long as one cannonball hits, the whole ship will be broken in half. It's so scary."

"I killed your men, can you trust me?"

"Even if you don't kill, someone will."

Klaus sneered: "They are just a bunch of trash. They will never be able to enter the realm in this life... But you are different. Since you can steal my ritual, it means that you must also have the talent to become a transcendent. Are you pretending to be stupid? After pretending for so many years, you don’t just want to be a guard, right?”

"...So, who is it?"

Annan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Who wants to kill the young master? You can always tell me this, otherwise I won't be able to trust you."

Judging from the craftsmanship of this ship, there should not be too many "cannon" forces in this world.

He is about to borrow Don Juan's identity, and he must ask clearly who the enemy Don Juan is facing. Otherwise, I won’t even know how I died...

Of course, if it's too difficult to deal with, Annan can't rule out the possibility of just running away.

"Since I told you, I'm not afraid of you telling me.

"Let me put it bluntly... His Highness the Third Prince. Not only the young master, but also the old crow will not survive. Sooner or later... in the entire Geraint family, only the eldest young master can survive, because he is a Smart people."

The corners of the guard's mouth rose: "After all, our respected King, our time is running out."