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The ritual began around ten in the morning and it continued straight through until one in the morning, well past my usual bedtime. Since there wasn’t anything like a roll call the next morning, though, I didn’t have to worry about much.
During that time, Olivia Lanche was entirely focused on the ritual, and did not even take a sip of water. I didn’t necessarily need to follow her example, but I continued to fast with her as the hunger didn’t bother me that much.
I couldn’t gauge how tired or exhausted she was, but watching her made me feel restless. I kept thinking about what I could do to help.
‘Should I wipe off her sweat or something?’
Honestly, it seemed like it wouldn’t matter if I just went to bed, but I couldn’t bring myself to think that way, so I continued watching over her.
For more than twelve grueling hours, she worked on one singular task without the slightest movement.
Yet, it was evident that her efforts were effective. Though the progress was painfully slow, I could see her purification ritual slowly taking effect. The cursed sword’s form was changing, as if its outer shell was being peeled away.
The cursed Tiamata was reverting to its original state, and the once-dark blade was gradually regaining its milky-white appearance. Olivia Lanche’s purification ritual was undoubtedly yielding results.
It didn’t suddenly flash with a white light and turn into a holy sword in a grand burst of holy radiance, but underwent a slow and steady transformation.
But just like scales peeling away layer by layer, it was as though the Divine Power was burning the curse away. Bit by bit,...
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