Cursed Immortality

"Does this Vile Witch by any chance belong to the Witch Race?"

Jacob's eyes lit up at this moment, "I have no idea about her race. But I'm interested in knowing about this Witch Race since there might be a chance she had such a background."

He knew there were many races in the Zodiac Plains, and by Captain Free Sword's tone, he could easily guess that this Witch Race might be a Unique Rank Race from the Unique Plains.

But it also meant if he headed that Vile Witch's layer, then it would be far more dangerous than he had initially thought. Nonetheless, if this could benefit in the long run, then he would not back down.

Captain Free Sword replied jeeringly, "Heh, you are way out of your league, Mr. King. If this Vile Witch is really a descendant of the Witch Race, then her background is no less than grand. You can say, like your predecessors, the Faery Human Race, the Witch Race stood at the top of the Unique Plains' hierarchy.

"They are proficient in a unique magic called Curse Magic, and they can get off their opponents without even lifting a finger while sitting in their cozy lair. There aren't many countermeasures if someone is unlucky enough to target by their curse. Death is only a matter of time.

"But, if there is an inheritance of Witch Race here, even I'm interested in getting it since it would sell for an insane price in the unique plains. So, I will go with your suggestion, and you have my permission to go search for this Vile Witch's layer."

Captain Free Sword's voice turned icy at this moment, "However, if you end up wasting our precious time, then I have to reconsider your competence Mr. King, and you might have to take huge risks whether you like it or not.

"You no longer need to report to me every week until you reach a conclusion with this Vile Witch matter. But you only have 120 days, no more or less. Furthermore, once you've done, and I hope you succeed, I'll interest you with another matter. Now, good luck, Mr. King, and Godspeed; I'll wait for your good news!"

Done imparting the new commands, Captain Free Sword directly cut off the communication without giving Jacob any chance to back down.

Jacob stowed away the Vermin Transponder, but he won't look any worried or anxious at all. Instead, he seemed somewhat elated.

'So, this Witch Race is really proficient in curses…' He mused, as this was nothing but good news to him.

Furthermore, he was confident in getting out of this unharmed because that Vile Witch had to be an Epic Rank since she had been active in the epic plains, and her cures won't work on him unless they were unique ranks just like poisons, enslavement items, and such.

But he would never underestimate his opponent again, so he had to plan, and he couldn't go alone since he was still new to the world of cures, and the Vile Witch won't be kind enough just to leave everything for anyone just to come and take.

Besides, he had Cursed Immortality as a danger detector, so he was 60% confident in getting the Vile Witch legacy. Now, the problem was how to handle those two giants.

"They are more useful alive than dead…" He muttered as a nefarious plot hatched in his mind.

In the evening, Jacob left the guild after collecting everything he needed and making some preparations. Once he was in the area around the Pugilist Giants' hideout, he summoned Cursed Immortality!

"Are those two still here?" He questioned.

"Hhahahaha… how interesting. A member of the Witch Race, huh? Are you really going on this venture?"

Jacob wasn't surprised by this question. He knew this book knew almost everything, and it clearly knew more about the Witch Race than the Witch Race itself.

Furthermore, his question was also a confirmation that he was doing the right thing and was on the right track.

"What? Are you worried? Then how about you tell me more about this witch race? Can I use their curse magic with hex magic core?" Jacob inquired.

"Hehehe, you know I can't tell you anything until you meet with the race. Furthermore, do you think the Hex Magic Core is some petty magic core?" Immortika wrote with full of meanings.

Jacob instantly knew it was a confirmation and was ecstatic, "I need to do this if I want to win this damn trial. I need as many trump cards as I can get. The Cursed Blood Condensing would take too long, and even if I leave everything and solely focus on it, I don't think I can reach the standards of a peak epic rank expert.

"But you know quite well that I can't just focus on it since it will alarm many people if I start wantonly hunting City Lords of every city. Even if I'm crazy enough, I have too many things to sort out before I enter the trial.

"So, I can't focus on it and have to take some risks. It's far better than going to the trial unprepared just like last time. I can also condense more cursed blood in the trial as well. Besides, with you here, I can always run away. So, just tell me where those two giants are?"

"Sigh… it took you so long to realize this fact. I'm really emotional since it's like seeing your child grow up. What a terrible feeling."

Jacob's eyes went deadly cold, "Stop spouting nonsense, or I just go myself. If our relationship is going in the right direction of late, don't ruin it with your shitty, shenanigan personality!"

"Hehehehe, jeez, can't you just let me have my moment for once? Tsk, tsk, no one appreciates warmth these days. Oh well, since you are cold as an ice block, I'll be the warm fire. Those two are still there, so you better make it entertaining for me, hehe…"

Jacob completely ignored the first part and sneered at the last one, "Don't worry, I'm planning to suffocate you on this damn entertainment!"