Chapter 134

134 Seriously Ill

Selma Payne’s POV:

This was a purification spell, not sorcery. It was a gift from Moon Goddess.

They were the evidence that I was beyond cure.

“It’s been a week,” my father said. “In this week, the doctor has given you countless critical notices, and the werewolf grandmasters have been waiting outside your ward at all times.”

“I know why. Once I undergo an irreversible mutation and become an irrational monster, the werewolf grandmaster must purify me before I cause any casualties.

The so-called ‘purification’ meant my death.

“But I’m lying here, aren’t I?” I smiled and comforted my father. “I’m awake. This is proof that I’m getting better.”

My father didn’t say anything and only looked at me sorrowfully.

Thus, I fell silent.

Being clear-headed might not be a good thing. On the contrary, it was more like a final radiance before death.

“... What about Dorothy?” I asked.

My father looked at Dorothy, who was lying on the other bed. Unlike me, she didn’t have so many tubes inserted into her body. Her eyes were covered with gauze, and the gauze and her entire face were covered with golden purification runes.

“The doctor said she has lost her sight completely,” my father said.

“She’s mutated as well, but unlike you, her mutation is in the soul. The werewolf grandmasters had no choice but to seal her magic power to prevent her mutation from causing any casualties.”

Sealing her magic power, just like Adele, would make Dorothy, a cripple.

I couldn’t believe how she would face all of this when she woke up.

One wave had yet to calm down, and another wave had come. Not only did she lose her eyesight, but she might also lose the power she was so proud of forever. How was this girl going to live her life from now on? What else could she place her hopes on in this world?

“Also, about Ryan Mafra’s crime.” My father suddenly said, “We’ve discovered that the demon he summoned is the deep-sea monster, Leviathan. We might as well stop the ritual. Everyone present is safe and sound, except...”

“Except for Dorothy and I.” I’d calmly accepted the truth. “Speaking of Leviathan, she said some inexplicable crazy things and even asked Dorothy to go to the Rocky Mountains to find the answer. Do you think that’s true? Or is it a confusing lie?”

“I don’t know, child. No one can see through a demon’s heart,” my father sighed.

At this moment, I suddenly realized that my exhausted father didn’t look like a king. He was like most fathers in the world, worried about their children until their hair turned white.

I felt guilty.

“I’m sorry, Father. I shouldn’t have faced a demon alone so proudly,” I apologized softly. “I should have known I was far from being her match.”

My father was very surprised. “This is not your fault, child. On the contrary, you protected the other students from the devil.”

He wanted to touch my hair like he used to, but he couldn’t because I was covered in tubes.

“I’m proud of you,” he said softly.

I heard a barely noticeable choking sound.

We fell silent.

After a long time, my mother came in. She seemed to have barely calmed down and forced a smile to face me.

“Did you sleep well?” My mother sat on a chair by the bed. “Are you too tired from training? You’ve been slacking off for quite a while.”

I smiled and replied, “It’s quite comfortable, but I’ve been lying there for a long time. I’m slacking off all over.”

My mother wanted to say something but couldn’t hold back her tears. She turned around and buried herself in my father’s arms.

Looking at my parents, enduring the pain, I felt extremely sad.

Once again, they were severely hurt because of me.

I left them when I was still a baby. The Moon Goddess took pity on my poor family and sent me back to them.

But this time, Moon Goddess no longer cared for me. The fire from hell was about to destroy this happy family I’d lived with for a year. Once I leave, I might never come back.

I knew that the purification runes drawn by the werewolf grandmasters were too weak in the face of the power of a supreme demon. They were unable to reverse my mutation from the root.

It was only a matter of time.

“I’m a little hungry, ” I said to my mother. “Is there anything to eat?”

My mother nodded quickly, wiped her tears, and walked out of the ward to prepare food for me.

“I want to go to the Rocky Mountains,” I told my father.

“No,” my father immediately refused.

“I am not giving up on myself, ” I comforted my father. “I do not want to go to the Rocky Mountains to die. It’s just that I always felt that what Leviathan said to me at that time was not a prank but that there was a hidden meaning in her words. Maybe the Rocky Mountains hide the answer that can solve all our problems?”

My father looked at me in silence.

“I’m not stupid enough to listen to a demon,” I continued, “But it seems that this is the only solution, right? You know me, Father. I’ve never been one to submit to adversity.”

Waiting for death was not my style.