The Three In One Transmigration
#14 - New Deal with Bellwyne
Inside Willem Bellwyne's room, Roland Bellwyne's father, was currently together with some of the duke's subordinates and some servants were surrounding Willem's sick bed that was lying weakly there. Then one of the heads of the Bellwyne branch, marquis Brandon Ringwyne, was seen sitting next to Willem holding his hand.
“My cousin, everything will be fine, my family is also looking for some healers and witches who can cure your illness,”.
“Uhuk uhuk .. where is Roland? I want to meet him,” asked Willem with paled lips and blackened eye bags. He looks skinny and dry.
“Alright,” said Brandon then turned next to him. “Hey, quickly call master Roland—”
Suddenly the sound of knocking on the door rang out, and Roland entered along with Slatanis.
“Uncle? I did not know you came to the Palace, since when?” Roland asked who directly walked to the other side of the mattress, then sat there.
“Oh, Roland,” Brandon said as he turned to Roland, then to Slatanis. “Who are you?” Further asked.
“Oh—” says Slatanis stopped.
“He is the one who will heal my father,” said Roland cut.
“With such clothes ... whether she is a priestess or—” said Brandon staring cynically Slatanis and restrained.
“Come Slatanis,” Roland said ignoring his uncle's response, pointing to the chair where Brandon was sitting.
“Good, Mr. Roland,” nods Slatanis and starts walking beside Brandon. “Excuse me, can—” continues to stop.
“Yes, sure,” Roland said with a cool head, then got up from his chair allowing Slatanis to sit down.
Slatanis then stayed there and only looked at Roland as she glanced at the people present to gesture.
“You wait outside,” said Roland, and everything starts to go out, except for Brandon who just stood there. “You too, uncle,” he added.
Brandon came out with a flat expression, and lowered his head before walking out.
“Roland .. Uhuk uhuk ... Who is this young woman?” Ask Willem who's been coughing.
“Calm down, you will soon be healed, father,” Roland said, holding Willem's hand. “Alright, you can do it now.”
Slatanis also held Willem's forehead to pretend to check his condition to look professional. He closed his eyes to make them look more convincing. Then the pretense was lost for a moment all the information about the state of Willem was recorded and appeared in his mind. Including from the amount of HP and Physical Energy in the form of percentages.
‘Wow, I've never experienced this before. Is this what is called clicking on characters in the real world to see their status?’ Slatanis thought in his admiration.
Slatanis then continued to read whatever was in his mind. He even discovered that Willem had a level as well, and he was level 15. His class is Duke and his race is Human. Meanwhile, he continues to examine other things, until he finally discovers that Willem is currently under the influence of a curse.
‘Death Curse? Wasn't this a tier 8 spell that had the effect of being able to make one's HP significantly reduced? Even the owner of the highest HP and physical defense only able to survive for 10 minutes without the help of anti-curse or spell blessing abilities,’ thought Slatanis while removing his hand from Willem's forehead.
“How long has he been like this?” Slatanis asked looking at Roland.
“Two years,” replied Roland.
“Du-two? Two years?” Slatanis looked surprised the moment Roland told her.
“Can you do it?” Ask Roland.
“Te-certain,” said Slatanis nervously and started holding Willem's forehead.
‘What should I do? Damn, if I could see the detailed figure on his HP that was now only 2% away, maybe I could figure out why. In this case, I don't know which one is strong and which one is weak. Is he who is too strong regardless of his small level? Or was his curse too weak to take so long just to kill himself? Uwaaaaah! What should I do?’ Slatanis continued to complain about the current situation in his mind.
‘Ah bodo! What matters is that I've tried!’ Thought Slatanis and immediately used his spell named [Blessing] from his [prophetess] class.
Suddenly a dazzling golden light appeared and began to envelop Willem's body. Roland who witnessed it was festering and could only be speechless to witness the amazing event.
Kinggo!
‘Excellent! It really works!’ Slatanis thought with a momentary spirit that the sign of his death curse had disappeared from Willem's status information. ‘But its HP is still 2%, fuhh, alright!’ and he continued by using the spell [potent heal] of his [prophetess] class.
And the same light that Roland experienced appeared and enveloped Willem. Then for a moment the light disappeared, Willem's body, which had been thin and dry, was now filled and fresh.
Willem sat on his bed, then began to examine his entire body by touching it. In the midst of his voiceless admiration, he began to smile along with his tears that poured out. The same thing happened with Roland, he cried while bowing his head deeply.
Meanwhile Slatanis was still puzzled by what had happened to Willem's status, and began to rethink the balance of power in this world.
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(Willem Bellwyne)
In the dining room at night, Willem, Roland and Slatanis were eating together.
“One more time, I am very grateful with your help, miss Slatanis,” Willem said as he lowered his head.
“Oh yes, I promise to give anything to you, Miss Slatanis, whether it's home or whatever it is, as long as it's still under my means, I'm ready to give it to you,” said Willem felt very grateful while smiling widely.
“Ah, about that, I have got the payment .. rather young master Roland has paid for it,” said Slatanis evasive with a smile.
“Aahhhh, it's my son who paid, not me. So, ask,” Willem said solemnly.
Slatanis turned to look at Roland, then Roland nodded with a smile.
“Ba-fine. In that case, please protect me with all your authority from the temple target,” Slatanis said
“Oh, I guess you're from the temple. Then, may I know the reason?” Willem asked while shaking the wine in his glass.
“True, I am not from the temple, therefore I do not want them to know or start utilizing me, or worse than that,” Slatanis said while making his face moody.
“Oh if it is easy,” said Willem while putting his wine. “And now, ask for the reward.”
“Hah? Just ... I just asked for it, Sir,” said Slatanis looking confused.
“Not no, it's not a reward. It has become my responsibility as ruler to protect its citizens, so ask. After all, don't you have the identity documents from Fishsyre? So it has become my responsibility as the ruler, hehehe,” kekeh Willem while wiping his thin bewok.
‘Wah looks like it's hard anyway. But .. hmmm, if I may, I would like to know many things about this world. Because it's been a month I still barely know anything about this world. In addition, I also need a place to stay,’ thought Slatanis while cutting the bread he had filled with ham in half.
“Can I access your library?” Said Slatanis giving the impression of confident and authoritative with his serious gaze.
“Sure, please,” said Willem casually while chewing food. “That's all? Come on, I want to give you a reward.”
“Ba-lahan,” said Slatanis looked doubtful. “If this is indeed equivalent, may ... ahem, may I request land ... or a ready-made Palace?”
“Hmmm,” Willem seemed to think while buzzing. “Sure-Sure, but there are conditions. Since you are under the jurisdiction of the Bellhaven region, then you should be willing to cooperate with me in the future. Even so, you can still refuse it anyway, because this is a gift not a bond.”
“Really?” Tanya Slatanis looked her eyes sparkling with excitement.
“Iya is right,” said Willem smiling. “Oh and also, since you are a magician who does not come from any agency, then if the royal party knows your strength, they will force you to join the elite forces, he said, which is where even I can't argue. But if it's from the temple, I can easily fortify you. Just relax.”
“Good, thanks for the suggestion,” said Slatanis raised his tea glass.
‘So at least I have connections with elite nobles,’ thought Slatanis then turned to look towards Roland who was busy eating his food. ‘And also, food sources. Fuhhh, if this were my old self, maybe I would have cried out hysterically at the sight of her good looks. While now, myself as a succubus can only see himself like a rice pack.’
“For the land you will occupy, I will talk about it later. But for now, stay in this big Palace,” said Willem pointed to Slatanis with his fork.
“Of course and thank you for your hospitality, Sir,” said Slatanis smilingly looking at Willem and Roland.
While Roland turned his gaze while blushing, Willem seemed to focus on eating with a thoughtful expression.
“Oh yes, then I will have a thanksgiving in the next two weeks, so be prepared. Because I will also provide the land that I promised on that day.”
“Sure, Sir,” says Slatanis.
Slatanis smiled at how lively and simple dinner was.
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(Brandon Ringwyne: illustrated using playground AI)
Two days later at the marquis ringwyne's residence.
“Sial shit shit shit! Why is everything so messy like this!” Shouted Brandon while tearing up a piece of mail coming from Bellwyne.
“What's up?” Asked Undeil who was sitting on the long chair along with Dorian who was sitting nearby.
“Magic ...the curse magic I instilled on duke Willem has disappeared,” Dorian said cutting and whispering Undeil. “I've felt it since yesterday, but I'm not sure. Then after today seeing Mr. Brandon like that, I became sure.”
“Si fucking it! the curse that we have instilled into his body has disappeared,” said Brandon turned towards Undeil. “Dorian, Are you sure that your curse cannot be released?” He looked at Undeil.
“Of course, my lord, it won't be able to, it should be. Even Grand Cleric can not release it,” said Dorian with a flat gaze. “it looks like the witch who canceled my magic, is very strong ... stronger than the Grand Cleric.”
“Now, what should we do?” Ask Undeil.
“Now, but for now I still have spies at the Bellwyne residence, so just wait,” Brandon said. “And I will not stop until he is completely dead ... or falls, at least.”
“Hm, you are even still in doubt with that,” muttered Undeil staring at Brandon's back.
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