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    Chapter 15: Archmage Helen

    “The finger of the Evil God?!” Barriff shouted. “That’s right, it must be! A few days ago, an Archmage from the Royal Court performed a surgery on me. But he couldn’t get rid of the root of the problem… In the past few days, the Curse has spread again. He had no other ideas, so he told me to seek out the Wizards for a look.”

    “This… really can’t be operated on again.” Louis didn’t know what else to say.

    A Royal Court Archmage… must be a Witch Doctor!

    This stingy Mr. Barriff tried to save money by finding such a Witch Doctor, and as a result, the real thing wasn’t removed, only a huge incision was made.

    But this ‘Archmage’ was quite professional, very good at tricking people. He came up with some story about an ‘Ancient God’s Tendril’ or something.

    Clearly, Barriff really believed it.

    And perhaps, that Archmage believed it too.

    Rubbing his face, Louis put down the Magic Notes left by Mr. Trif that he had been holding. He pointed to a Magic Spell he had just found and said to Helen, “Try this one.”

    “Translocation Charm?” Helen looked at it and her expression became serious. “This Magic Spell is very powerful, but, but at our level, can we transfer something like a Curse?”

    “I believe in you.” Louis patted Helen’s shoulder and said no more.

    What else could he say?

    He didn’t want to say a single word right now.

    Louis’s ‘encouragement’ and ‘affirmation’ made Helen become entirely serious. She studied the notes carefully for a while. It seemed she had researched this Magic Spell before, but it looked like this was the first time she would use it on a person.

    This couldn’t help but make Barriff feel uneasy, and he glanced at Louis several times. In Barriff’s eyes, Miss Helen was like a clumsy little nurse—clearly giving an injection for the first time.

    But this Mr. Louis was different; he seemed very steady, with the aura of a young professor.

    Louis ignored Barriff. He comforted Helen a few times, telling her not to rush. His calm demeanor slowly helped Helen relax from her nervousness.

    She took several deep breaths, took out a leather band, and tied her hair into a ponytail.

    Watching this little nurse’s preparations, Mr. Barriff’s gaze when he looked at Louis had already turned into one pleading for help.

    But it was all too late. Miss Helen had already picked up her Wand and swung it hard towards Barriff’s bottom.

    With a wail from Barriff, Louis then saw a small lump slowly begin to move from the goblin gentleman’s afflicted area, crawling around on his body like a little mole digging through dirt.

    Before long, the small lump was gone. No one knew where it had been transferred to.

    The goblin gentleman suddenly blinked his eyes and sat up with a jolt.

    “Wowl! I’m wowl! That’s weally amathing!” Mr. Barriff said slurring his words, and even wriggled his bottom specifically, seeming to be truly cured.

    Hearing this, Helen excitedly clenched her fists, almost jumping up. “I really did it, I really did it, Louis! I am indeed the most excellent!”

    Louis nodded and gave Helen a thumbs-up.

    “Oww.” Mr. Barriff frowned, tilting his head, and asked somewhat confused, “Wewee ah oo fwoo, doo ah feew awyfing? My toof hurfs a widdle.”

    “Toothache?” Louis’s eye twitched, and his heart skipped a beat. He leaned close to Mr. Barriff’s mouth to look. “When did it start hurting?”

    Barriff indicated it just started hurting: “Bewwy bad.”

    Louis rubbed his face, knowing he didn’t need to ask anymore because he had already seen that thing inside Mr. Barriff’s mouth.

    Helen panicked too. Both she and Barriff firmly believed that the Evil God’s Curse must have spread and transferred because of the Magic just performed. Especially Helen, who was quite ‘knowledgeable,’ knew that some terrifying, hard-to-cure tumors could spread and transfer.

    “What do we do? The Ancient God’s Tendril has grown into Mr. Barriff’s mouth!” Helen was about to cry, at a loss.

    Barriff was also close to tears.

    [Clearly, the great banker ‘Kendrik Barriff’ was already scared out of his wits after hearing Archmage Helen’s description of that condition.]

    [If one cannot sweep a single room, how can one sweep the world? Louis decided to shoulder his mission as a Magic agent and complete this first important commission…]

    ‘I didn’t say anything! I am not going to cut a goblin’s hemorrhoids!’ Louis roared in his heart.

    [Mission: Ambition Unfolds, Fame Spreads!

    Help the great banker Barriff remove the terrifying ‘Curse’ of the ‘Ancient God’s Tendril.’

    Completion Rewards:

    1. A tip of 8 Gold Galleons;

    2. Experience Points +30;

    3. Mana +1

    4. Barriff Family Reputation +1000, Goblin Race Reputation +50;

    5. Presence +15 (Your name will become known to the Barriff family);

    Failure Penalty: “Oh! So you two are just fresh graduates! And you tricked me calling it the Evil God’s finger! I’m going to complain about you!”—Playing Mr. Barriff like this would have an obvious result.]

    [Current: Barriff Family Reputation: Friendly (0/1000); Goblin Reputation: Friendly (0/1000)]

    Louis rubbed his face.

    Eight Gold Galleons. That number stunned Louis.

    ‘It’s a job, right? A healer has a parent’s heart; how can one look down on someone just because they have hemorrhoids or something? What’s wrong with goblins? Goblins are people too!’

    By now, Helen had finished her explanatory talk, and Mr. Barriff was almost scared into fainting.

    Seeing that Helen had already gone to the desk to call Ocris, Louis finally couldn’t stand it anymore.

    If something like this brought Ocris over, would anything good come of it?

    What would she come over for?

    To cut a goblin’s hemorrhoids?

    This whole Ancient God’s Tendril business would definitely be exposed.

    Louis hurriedly stopped Helen and told her to go get a cage to hold a black rat, often used by Wizards as experimental subjects.

    Hearing this, Helen was slightly stunned, but then she understood.

    “What a great idea!” Helen patted her pretty forehead, then began rummaging through her lovely bag. She reached inside and searched for a while, then put half her body into it to rummage for a long time, finally pulling out a fat black rat from inside.

    Looking at the big rat in Helen’s hand, Louis fell into deep thought.

    What do you usually keep in that bag? Are all Witches like this?

    “How do we use it, Louis?” Helen asked.

    Louis pointed at the goblin gentleman’s mouth. Helen’s eyes lit up, understanding his meaning. She then wanted to shove the black rat into Barriff’s mouth.

    “Wait, Helen.” Louis stopped Helen.

    Barriff breathed a sigh of relief.

    “Let him drink this first.” Louis looked for that bottle of ‘Anesthetic-type Energy Excitement Potion.’

    How could he miss such a good opportunity to do some experiments?

    Soon, Louis took out that bottle of Potion, and then he was dumbfounded on the spot.

    Is this nutritional supplement?

    This is nutritional supplement, right? Ah?

    Seeing the curious looks from Helen and Barriff, Louis coughed and said, “Good stuff. To deal with the Ancient God’s Tendril, we need to rely on this.”

    After saying that, he poured the Potion into Barriff’s mouth. Helen was very in sync; seeing this, she hastily shoved the black rat into Barriff’s mouth.

    Barriff: “???”

    “This is the carrier, your substitute, Barriff.” Helen said with a serious face. “That Ancient God’s Tendril must be transferred to another living creature…”

    Then Helen launched into another round of explanation, leaving Louis dumbfounded. He found this girl really had the potential to be an Archmage.

    “But Louis, I feel it’s very hard for me to perform a transfer without contact.” Helen said, frowning. “Do you know anything about this Magic Spell?”

    Louis didn’t mince words. He directly rolled up his sleeves and grabbed his own cheap Wand.

    Louis’s decisive and straightforward action gave Helen and Barriff great confidence.

    Both of them couldn’t help but look at Louis with burning eyes. Under their gazes full of expectation and heavy trust, Louis’s expression also became solemn.

    Since Mr. Barriff was already here, he couldn’t miss this chance to practice his injection skills.

    He decided to level up the ‘Translocation Charm’ to level 3 today.

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