Annan hurriedly handed out the time-limited main quest to the four people outside the door, and then he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
…It’s roughly solved.
In this way, the problem of "Don Juan"'s identity will be solved.
When he knew that Benjamin was not dead, and even Don Juan was not dead, Annan began to plan to take off his vest.
It's better for him to take it off himself than for someone else to take it off.
In addition, Annan was still distracted listening to Kafni telling Albert's sad story:
"From the very beginning, my mother has been a believer in fufu."
Kafni said softly: "Dad, aren't you wondering why I suddenly became a transcendent? It's because my mother put a medium leading to a nightmare in me...a distorted nightmare.
"...But I disappointed her, but I didn't die."
After hearing what his daughter said, Albert's face became very ugly.
He couldn't help but ask: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Because Grandpa Denton is not a Silver-level 'Great Wizard', but a Gold-level 'Dream Stealer'. He can easily rewrite other people's memories, and my mother is his apprentice... Have you remembered that Grandpa Denton is my mother?"
The one who introduced me is also my mother’s cousin.”
Kafni's voice sounded faintly: "Grandpa Denton used illusions to affect your vision. You all thought that his objects were made of silver... If we were still in the capital, he would hear whatever I said.
No matter what I say to you, it makes no sense.
"The opportunity to leave the royal capital far away and leave Grandpa Denton... I have been waiting for a long time."
Albert's lips moved slightly.
He looked at Kafni in disbelief, and after a long time he said: "So... why are you so silent all the time? My Lord, I thought you had some disease!"
But soon, Albert realized something again.
He quickly asked: "What about you, Kafni? Didn't he modify your memory...or control your consciousness?"
"...He did try, and he thought he succeeded."
Kafni's pupils were still looking straight ahead without focus.
She said softly: "But he didn't, because..."
Kafni said, gently extending her left hand forward.
The gesture was as light as inviting a partner to dance with her.
Annan quickly noticed the bronze bracelet on Kafni's wrist.
——Then Kaifni took off the bracelet.
The next moment, it felt like it was boiling under her skirt.
Countless shadows formed into substantial tentacles, which uneasily poked out from under the skirt, slapped twice on the ground, and then gradually calmed down and fell tightly to the ground.
The shadows flowed down like a river, dragging behind her.
It's like a long, long black skirt trailing on the ground.
"……Huh?"
Bishop Daryl looked at her in surprise: "Are you... are you trying to kill yourself?"
"What's wrong?"
Albert asked quickly.
"...Your Highness Kafni, she is obviously more than just a bronze-level person."
Bishop Daryl replied affirmatively: "But her bearer only has the bronze steps... She did not bind the curse to the new bearer.
"This means that she has been highly eroded by the curse. Under this density of curse, whether it is memory rewriting, mind control, or the touch of fear, the eye of sloth, I am afraid that it is no longer effective on her.
"Moreover...if she were an ordinary person, she would have turned into a monster long ago. But she can maintain the sanity of an ordinary person, which shows that she has extraordinary willpower-"
Or maybe her spell has many keepers.
Maybe Daryl didn't say the latter part.
But several people present understood it.
"but……"
Albert looked at Kafni blankly.
He realized for the first time that he didn't seem to understand his daughter at all.
Kafni replied calmly: "Actually, you know my curse, dad."
"……ah?"
Albert blinked and asked with a dry throat.
Seeing the stupid look on his face, Kaifni just glanced at him calmly:
"That's what I often say -
"I will be the queen of this country."
"...Is this your curse?"
Albert felt that his IQ was not as good as his daughter: "I thought..."
"You thought I was joking, Dad. Or some 'childish talk'."
Kafni's clear to almost transparent pupils were as bright red as a god: "Of course they think so too.
"I am not a princess. I am your daughter...I cannot become a queen. At least in a short period of time, no one will take me seriously."
But since they heard it, they unintentionally became Kaifuni's secret keeper.
Annan has already reacted.
I'm afraid Kafni's curse is something like "becoming a queen within a few years".
And her childlike tone made others think she was joking or simply expounding her ideals.
As the granddaughter of the king, the possibility of her coming into contact with high-level transcendent beings is not small...and the adults who heard Kafni's "childish words" inadvertently became her secret keepers.
Kafni's current erosion level is probably very high... but relying on these secret keepers, she managed to survive without changing the spell.
Although she can maintain her sanity, she is probably very similar to the demons Klaus and the others transformed into.
The shadow cast under her skirt can even turn into reality.
If Denton, the "Dream Stealer", only treated her as a child, he would naturally not be able to control Kafni, who was essentially a monster.
"My own profession is also specialized in resisting mind control."
Kafni made a soft and soft voice: "Since I embarked on the extraordinary road... I have been working hard to break free."
Her eyes were like a holy grail filled with blood, or like crystals burning with fire.
She lifted her skirt slightly and gave Annan a ladylike bow.
And those shadows climbed up again like living creatures, turned into tentacles one after another, and retracted under Kaifuni's skirt.
...this little guy.
Annan looked at her strangely.
I don’t know where she got her perseverance and wisdom...
"Isn't your profession... a stalker?"
Albert couldn't help but ask.
This prince, who looked like an artistic middle-aged man, couldn't help but begin to doubt his own IQ and observation skills.
...Am I a fool?
Daryl shook his head.
He thought thoughtfully: "No, if I guessed correctly..."
Before he could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door.
The conversation between the four people in the room temporarily stopped and they looked towards the door.
Kafni took the opportunity to secretly look at Annan again.
Feeling her focused, intense gaze staring at him wholeheartedly, Annan always felt like there was something hairy behind his back...
"Your Highness, someone wants to see you."
"who is it?"
Albert had a rare opportunity to make a majestic voice: "Find me here? I am chatting with... Lord Geraint."
He hesitated for a moment, not revealing Annan's true identity.
The guard quickly replied: "It's the secretary here! He said he has something to report to your highness and the lord!"
"He belongs to the Viscount."
Bishop Daryl reminded in a low voice behind Albert and Annan.
Albert thought for a moment, then said yes: "Let him come in."
"yes!"
After a careful search, the clerk was let in.
He bowed respectfully to the four of them one after another.
Including Kaifuni, none of these four people has a higher status than him.
But Annan noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with his expression.
It's not that he's nervous or sneaky...
On the contrary, he is very peaceful.
Meeting an earl's son, a prince, a bishop and a member of the direct royal family... Why shouldn't he be nervous?
Annan secretly became vigilant.
"Your Highness, I have something important to report to you..."
I saw the clerk speaking slowly and respectfully to Albert.
His voice was a little sharp, a little trembling... and slightly fanatical:
"Fu Fu - hello to you!"
As he spoke, he began to untie his belt.
Just when Annan was surprised by the disgraceful assassination method of the Fu Fu believers, and even hesitated in his heart whether it was an assassination or a taunt, he only heard a puff——
I don't know when the shadow under Kafeni's skirt was liberated.
It bounced along the ground like a snake, and the sharp sting completely penetrated several weak points of the secretary's body in the blink of an eye!
Then the shadow immediately tightened, locking his joints, completely grabbing and lifting his whole person high.
Then he was violently backhanded to the ground by Kaifuni's tentacles!
He lost consciousness at that moment, but still retained some life.
At this time, Kafni's voice sounded faintly behind Annan:
"My advanced profession is... Dragon Capturing Monk."
She quickly retracted her tentacles and gracefully performed a skirt-lifting ceremony to the three of them.