Your Highness, Don't Be Like This Chapter 15

"Cthulhu?!" Believ yelled, "Yes, it must be so! A few days ago, the royal bachelor also performed an operation on me. But it failed to get rid of the root cause... these days The curse is spreading again, and he has no choice, let me come to the wizards to have a look."

　　 "You...really, you can't have surgery anymore." Louis didn't know what to say.

　　 Palace Scholar...Is it a witch doctor?

　　 This stingy Mr. Believ, trying to save money, found such a witch doctor to get him, but he didn't dig out any serious stuff and was given such a big hole.

　　 But this'university bachelor' is professional enough and can fool you. He came up with a rhetoric such as 'the tentacle of the ancient god'.

　　 Obviously, Believ really believed it.

　　 But maybe, the bachelor's degree is also believed.

　　 shook his head, and Louis put down the magic code written by Mr. Treff in his hand. He pointed to a spell he had just found, and said to Helen, "Try this."

　　 "Transfer curse?" Helen looked at it, her face became serious: "This curse is very powerful, but, according to our level, can such a curse be transferred?"

　　 "I believe you." Louis patted Helen on the shoulder and stopped speaking.

　　 What else can I say?

　　 He doesn't want to say a word now.

　　 Louis's 'inspiration' and 'affirmation' made Helen more serious. She read the manuscript carefully, and it seemed that she had studied this curse before, but it seemed to be the first time she had used it.

　　 This couldn't help but make Believ feel a little nervous, and he looked at Louis many times. In Believ's eyes, Miss Helen was like a frizzy little nurse—it was obviously the first injection.

　　 But this Mr. Louis is different, he looks very calm, with the kind of professorial temperament.

　　Louis ignored Believ, he comforted Helen a few words and told her not to worry. The calm look made Helen's nervous mood slowly relax.

　　 She took a few deep breaths, took out a leather case, and tied her hair into a ponytail.

　　 Seeing this little nurse's operation, Mr. Believ's gaze when he was at the 'mature old doctor' has already turned into a look for help.

　　 But it was too late. Miss Helen had already picked up her wand and waved it at Believ's **** fiercely.

With a wow, Believ wailed, and then Louis saw that there was a small bag slowly starting to transfer from Mr. Goblin's patient, like a little gopher digging in the ground, messing around on him. Got up.

　　 After a short while, the packet is gone. I don't know where it was transferred.

　　 Mr. Goblin blinked suddenly, and sat up with a flutter.

　　 "Halle! Wohller! What an artifact!" Mr. Believ said bluntly, and twisted his **** specially, which seemed to be really good.

　　 Hearing this, Helen clenched his fists in excitement and almost jumped up: "I really did it, I really did it Louis! I am the best!"

　　 Zhang Yang nodded and gave Helen a thumbs up.

　　 "Boom." Mr. Beliff frowned, tilted his head, and asked with some doubts: "Are you swollen, swollen, smashed, smashed? Oh, the drunk horn rang a little."

　　 "Toothache?" Louis twitched the corner of his eyes, his heart swelled, he leaned to Mr. Believ's mouth and looked at it: "When did it start to hurt?"

　　 Believ said that the pain had just begun: "It's very painful."

　　Louis rubbed his face, knowing that there was no need to ask, because he had already seen the thing in Mr. Believ's mouth.

　　 Helen also panicked. Both she and Believ firmly believed that the Cthulhu's curse must be due to the magic just now, which had spread and shifted. Especially Helen, who is quite 'learned', knows that there are some terrifying and incurable tumors that will spread and metastasize.

　　 "What should I do, the tentacles of the ancient gods have grown into Mr. Believ's mouth!" Helen was about to cry and had no idea.

　　 Believ was also crying.

　　 [Obviously, Mr. Believ, the big banker, was frightened and devastated after listening to the Helen University Fellow's description of the condition. 】

　　 [A house is not sweeping, and sweeping the world? Louis decided to take on the mission of his magical agent and complete this first important commission...]

'I did not say! I won't cut the hemorrhoids for the goblin! "Louis roared in his heart.

　　 [Task: Share with great ambitions and rise to fame!

　　 Help the big banker Believ to lift the horrible 'curse' of the 'Touch of the Ancient God'.

　　Completion reward:

　　1, 8 gold Jialong tips;

　　2, experience value +30;

　　3, magic power +1

　　4, Believ family reputation +1000, goblin reputation +50;

　　5, presence +15 (your name will be known by the Believ family);

　　 Failure penalty: "Oh! It turns out that you two are fresh graduates! You also fooled me, this is a Cthulhu! I want to complain to you!"-So playing Mr. Believ, the result is obvious. 】

　　 [Currently: Believ Family Reputation: Friendly (0/1000); Goblin Reputation: Friendly (0/1000)]

　　Louis rubbed his face.

　　 Eight Jin Jialong, this number stunned Louis.

　　'Do you work, right? The heart of the doctor's parents, how can they dislike others just because they are hemorrhoids or something? What's wrong with the goblin, the goblin is also a human! '

　　 At this time, Helen said that the science work has been completed, and Mr. Believ is about to be fainted.

　　 Seeing that Helen had already gone to the desk, she was going to call Osikris. Louis finally couldn't stand it anymore.

　　 What if Osikris is brought over for such a thing?

　　 Why did she come here?

　　 Cut hemorrhoids for the goblin?

　　 The touch of the ancient gods is also designated to reveal the stuff.

　　Louis hurriedly held Helen and asked her to get a cage to hold a black mouse that wizards often used as experimental supplies.

　　 Helen was taken aback when she heard this, and then she understood.

"What a great idea!" Helen patted her beautiful forehead, then turned over her beautiful bag, put her hand in it for a while, and then got half of her body in again. After turning inside for a long time, a fat black mouse was finally pulled out from it.

　　 Looking at the big mouse in Helen's hand, Louis was lost in thought.

　　 He knew Helen was a professional witch, but he didn't expect this girl to be so professional.

　　 "How do you use it, Louis?" Helen asked.

　　Louis pointed to Mr. Goblin's mouth, and Helen's eyes lit up, and he understood what he meant. He wanted to squeeze the black mouse into Believ's mouth.

　　 "Wait Helen." Louis pulled Helen.

　　 Believ breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 "Let him drink this thing first." Louis took out the bottle of 'narcotic energy-stimulating potion'.

　　 With such a good opportunity, how can you not experiment?

　　 After speaking, he poured the potion into Believ's mouth, and Helen also stuffed the black mouse into Believ's mouth.

　　 Believ: "???"

　　 "This is the carrier, your stand-in, Believ." Helen said with a serious face: "The touch of the ancient **** must be transferred to other living creatures..."

　　 Then Helen had another popular science meal, and Louis was stunned. He found that this girl really has the potential to be a bachelor.

　　 "But Louis, I feel it is difficult for me to transfer through the air." Helen frowned and said, "Do you know anything about this curse?"

　　Louis didn't say much nonsense, he rolled up his sleeves and picked up his cheap wand.

　　 This simple and neat move by Louis gave Helen and Believ great confidence.

　　 The two could not help looking at Louis with scorching eyes, and in their eyes full of expectation and trust, Louis's expression became solemn.

　　Since Mr. Believ is here, he can't miss the opportunity to practice his hands in vain.

　　 He decided to upgrade the'Transfer Curse' to level 3 today.

Chapter end

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