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Chapter 6, The Three-Sword Style Sorcerer
Ron went to the mountain alone.
The mountain road is quite rugged, and there are jagged rocks all around.
He walked quickly up the mountain, trying to find the small, dilapidated house that Yota Katsumura had mentioned.
As Ron walked halfway up the mountain, he suddenly felt a gloomy atmosphere coming from all directions.
These auras seemed to have the power to affect one's mind, making Ron feel extremely uncomfortable.
However, Ron quickly suppressed these unpleasant feelings.
He sped up once again.
Just then, he seemed to see a small house in the distance, hidden in the jungle.
Even from a distance, Ron could feel the eerie aura emanating from the small house.
Sure enough, something strange happened here.
Ron walked up quickly, wanting to get a better look.
But at that moment, a surge of energy suddenly rushed toward Ron.
Ron quickly dodged, somewhat surprised by the other party's incredibly fast reaction speed.
He hadn't even reached the small house when the other party attacked him.
The energy contained an extremely strong scent of curse.
Ron knew that this small room must be the place where Yota Katsumura had mentioned the curse.
But to his surprise...
Although he could sense the energy released by the curse.
But they couldn't see where the curse was.
Ron carefully sensed it.
It seems there's only one curse.
That way, it can be done very quickly.
He believes in his own strength.
So they sped up and arrived near the hut in an instant.
Although energy kept flowing toward Ron.
But Ron managed to suppress those energies.
Ron was a little nervous when he arrived at the door, but he quickly calmed himself down.
The door was quickly pushed open.
With a creak, the wooden door opened.
A sinister aura emanated from the cabin and rushed towards Ron.
Ron sensed a putrid smell in the air.
The smell was so awful that it made Ron feel dizzy.
However, he quickly recovered and distanced himself from the cabin.
He waited until the smell inside had dissipated before quickly going inside.
The cabin looked like it had been uninhabited for years and was covered in dust.
Even the wood was showing signs of decay.
The surrounding area was overgrown with weeds and moss.
Ron walked around the cabin but didn't find anything unusual.
But just then, Ron noticed what seemed to be a small jar in the corner of the cabin.
The jar, however, looks brand new, as if it had only been placed there recently.
There was a seal on the jar, but now the seal has broken into two pieces.
The verse has been opened.
Ron went closer to take a look, and found the inside to be completely empty.
It seems that what was inside had already escaped.
Ron carefully observed that the seal on the small jar was sealed with two layers.
Even so, it still couldn't seal off what was inside.
It seems that the thing inside is extremely powerful.
Just then, the entire cabin suddenly changed.
Ron felt as if he had entered a strange space.
Although he was still in the cabin, the cabin suddenly turned into an impregnable fortress.
Even the open door is now tightly shut.
Ron pushed the door hard, but the wooden door didn't budge.
He pounded on the wooden door with all his might, but the door still showed no signs of damage.
Ron was taken aback, knowing that his energy was already powerful enough that breaking through a wooden door should have been easy even without using his magic.
There was no lock on the door, nor were there any handles to push or pull.
Was the door closed from the outside?
Ron thought about it carefully, and realized that he hadn't seen any signs of a lock on the outside when he came in.
Strange, where is this? Ron immediately became alert.
Now even the windows have been sealed off.
A cold wind occasionally blew in from outside.
But Ron searched the entire cabin and couldn't find any ventilation openings.
Just then, the cabin began to shake violently.
Ron struggled to steady himself.
He quickly unleashed the spell, and a surge of magical power erupted from his body.
It began to coalesce in his hands.
He looked around warily.
Suddenly, a large amount of black mist appeared all around.
Ron knew the curse might be about to strike him.
A moment later, the entire cabin was filled with that black mist.
The fog was filled with the stench of blood.
Ron felt as if he were soaking in blood, and his whole body felt indescribably uncomfortable.
These fogs are everywhere.
They quickly wrapped themselves around Ron, trying to restrain him.
At the same time, Ron could sense a sharp aura about to appear not far away.
The opponent must be preparing their strongest attack.
In such an environment, it was extremely difficult for Ron to struggle.
The cabin shook even more violently.
Suddenly, powerful auras came from all directions, squeezing Ron.
Ron nearly suffocated.
"I thought it was someone important, but it turns out it's just another newbie."
A mocking voice echoed from all directions around the cabin.
It was impossible to tell whether the voice was male or female, nor could its age be determined.
However, the sound was like metal rubbing together, which was very harsh.
Ron said in a cold voice.
"Where are you? Get out here."
The other party remained silent, instead continuing to exert pressure on Ron.
Ron quickly retreated.
Just then, he suddenly felt a chill under his feet.
Lower your head.