Never Fade Skull Flag

Chapter 190: Margaret's Power

After dinner, Margaret pestered Andy to talk about witchcraft, while Anna didn't know much about witchcraft. After sitting awkwardly beside the two for a while, Anna snorted and stared. Glancing at Andy and Margaret, they turned and entered the lounge.

Seeing Anna closing the door, Margaret showed a triumphant smile.

Andy didn't think about the two of them, he was now completely attracted by the curse on Margaret.

"Margo, do you know when that rose mark appeared on you?"

Andy took a quill and drew a rose on parchment.

"I don't remember... Maybe it has been since I was born. I remember when I was very young, my nanny told me that I had a black rose mark on my body."

Margaret thought for a while and said, she spread her hands, "But later because my father banned the maids in the castle, no one said anything, after all, a black rose birthmark may not mean anything good. matter."

"And I'm a girl, and I'm going to get married in the future. Naturally, my father won't let unfavorable words spread out."

Andy listened carefully, his eyes narrowed, digesting Margaret's words.

"Your father, is he a baron?"

"Yeah, but he just inherited a baron title from the family. There is a castle and a fief outside the town of Port Buno. He is just an ordinary person, nothing special."

Margaret thought Andy was suspicious of her father and said quickly.

"Anyway, your father must know the curse mark on you. As a baron, it is impossible to be as ignorant as those maids."

Andy spoke slowly, and Margaret fell silent. She felt that Andy had some truth in what she said.

The current ruler of the Townsend family is a naval marshal of the empire, and her father is a close relative of the marshal, and she would not know anything about it, so she could not tell the difference between a curse and a birthmark.

"Perhaps your father knows something, but the next time we go back to Stormwind, it may be a long time later."

Andy sighed and wrote the words of the Townsend family on the parchment.

"Where's your mother? I've never heard you mention her."

Andy seemed to have thought of something, and he looked at Margaret.

"Mother?"

Margaret's eyes flashed blankly, and she shook her head.

"After I was born, my mother left this world, I never saw her, but I saw her portrait in my father's bedroom, she was a very beautiful woman, just my father, never with me Talking about her..."

Margaret whispered, and it could be seen that she was still a little sad.

"I'm very sorry for bringing this up...but I can imagine her appearance, after all, you are also a beautiful woman."

Andy held Margaret's hand. The bold and strong Margaret became like this because she lost her mother since she was a child?

Why did Baron Townsend hide this from Margaret?

It seems likely that the source of Margaret's curse was her mother.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen your witchcraft, you can use it, so I may have some clues."

Andy thought about it, and he decided to see Margaret's witchcraft with his own eyes.

"You want to see my sorcery?"

Margaret's eyes lit up, she squinted her eyes with a smile, to be honest, Margaret has long wanted to perform well in front of Andy, so let this guy open his eyes today!

"But there's no one here to give me an experiment, except you... Would you like to let the guy outside lead a sheep in?"

Margaret frowned. She knew her own strength and Andy's strength, but she was not sure that she would not cause harm to Andy.

"No need, don't worry, I'm an undead pirate, and ordinary witchcraft can't help me."

"Hmph, my witchcraft is very powerful, don't underestimate me!"

Margaret stood up and her eyes instantly became solemn.

A gust of wind blew from somewhere, causing the candles to sway. Under the light of the lights, several black lines suddenly appeared under Margaret's snow-white neck. In Andy's surprised eyes, they gradually changed into one. The shape of a rose.

Margaret's eyes became even colder, as if she had changed into a different person. With the appearance of roses, Margaret's whole person became stronger and stronger, which made Andy feel a sense of danger.

A trace of black light flashed, and Margaret's incantation sounded in Andy's ear.

Imperius.

Andy suddenly felt dizzy, and his soul seemed to be held tightly by something and pulled out of his body.

"Is it really sorcery that works on the soul?"

It seemed that the witch who siphoned away the souls of two pirates last time in Port Louis was Margaret.

Andy was horrified. He used the power of the undead in his body to finally isolate the power of the curse. So much so~lightnovelpub.net~ Andy was already sweating profusely.

Margaret's strength does not want people who have just come into contact with witchcraft at all, she is even stronger than ordinary wizards.

The black light in Margaret's eyes dissipated, panting heavily.

"You really are stronger than me... This is my most powerful curse."

"It's not bad, Margo, I can't believe you have never been exposed to witchcraft before!" Andy sighed, "But you have a very fatal weakness, Margo, your release of witchcraft So rusty, so slow, I can even kill you ten times as you unleash the curse, you can become more proficient, and you can even use this curse without chanting the spell."

"Is it really possible?"

Margaret said in surprise.

"Of course! When you do that, I'll make you first mate on the Black Fantasy!"

"Then we're done! I'll practice witchcraft very hard!"

Margaret said solemnly, she sat down, her eyes fell on Andy, and there was an indescribable emotion in her eyes.

"Margo, how did you get that magic trick?"

"That's the day...on the Goddess of Despair, I killed the pirate, and then I felt a fever in my body, and then I lost consciousness... After I woke up, these things came to my mind."

Margaret said uncertainly, "And after that, I always felt that there was a power in my body that was slowly changing me."

"Is it like this? It seems that this curse is really not simple... more like a... guardian!"

"guard?"

Margaret didn't know why, and her charming face was full of doubts.

"Maybe you have to ask your father, maybe it has something to do with your mother..."