Looking at the needles, straw, linen, buttons, and a strand of hair at hand... Arya's gray eyes kept blinking, only one head and two big ones.

"Are you sure I can do it?" she asked hesitantly.

"I'm sure." Charles, not far away, replied casually.

"But I've never done it." Arya hesitated: "I can't even thorn the simplest little flower, let alone be a mutton."

"One is embroidery and the other is sewing, and it's different." Charles, who was sitting at the desk, turned his head and looked at her: "Since you have learned embroidery, you should have learned sewing clothes, right?"

"My Modan said that my needlework is not as good as Ado."

"Who is Ado?"

"Big Ado, he only speaks the word Ado."

"Fool?"

"He's not a fool!" Arya habitually retorted for her own people, but her voice was not so sure: "It's just that my brain is not good."

"Isn't that a fool?" Charles complained secretly, comforting him: "It doesn't matter, you must be fine if you can even do something that a fool can do."

"Ado is not a fool," Arya repeated, and he was already moving.

"You have to make sure that you can't make fun of me after the mutte is made."

"I guess I'm worse than you, but I don't have the right to make fun of you." Charles replied absent-mindedly. The girl has tasks, and he naturally has his own things to do.

"You said that, Robb doesn't know how to do needlework, but he always comes to joke with people, and Sansa..."

Talking about various topics aimlessly, the atmosphere in this hotel room looked quite warm.

But this just looks. At the moment, both the girls Arya and Shire are quite heavy in their hearts.

The girl was naturally arrested because of her father, and the only life-saving straw seems to be not very reliable at the moment.

Charles is quite confident in his methods.

But there are many things he cannot be sure of. For example, the main factor in casting this spell - hair.

And the time when the unlucky ghost Ed is judged.

This painful curse is not so much a curse as a witchcraft doll, or even a slap in a villain.

If you want to stab a villain, you must have a target's personal item as a medium. This item must be pasted for a long time, otherwise there will be no "spirit" containing the target, and it will not be able to build a bridge.

Hair is the best item to cast this spell, but once you leave the master, the spirits contained in the hair will dissipate, and this time cannot exceed 24 hours.

In other words, even if Jia Kun finds hair, if Ed is not tried tomorrow, their plan will be wasted - unless they find another new thread.

"Why did you save my father? He saved your life?" After the room was quiet for a moment, the girl Arya asked curiously again.

Charles said: "It's hard to say. Maybe I saved his life, maybe he helped me, who knows."

"That……"

"I know him, a native, and I need to take this place to get my notebook back." Charles replied softly while writing symbols on his hand.

He actually looked more like seeing if he could change the plot - he had already carried the wolf in the prison, but was caught back the next day, although this might be the normal reaction of the enemy.

But Shire had to consider whether the plot could not be changed in this novel or TV series world?

And if it really cannot be changed, is there anything that is quietly watching here?

So, what kind of treatment will he be treated as an outsider?

So for various reasons, he felt that he had learned the curse of pain and then decided to take the risk of saving Ed. It was not an impulse move.

As for whether the church will find out his abnormality and then investigate it?

It can only be said that Charles never thought of giving up the contents in the notebook; or giving up the opportunity to enter the circle of extraordinary people.

If this happened, he would probably wait for a while for the church judgment to be completely completed before thinking about it, but since he encountered this, it would be worth taking a risk.

The church gave him the purifying spell, as if he had the idea of ​​absorbing him into the society, but Charles felt that as a trustless person, he had no way to practice successfully, so he could only give up that and continue to study this "black magic".

Anyway, he practiced his bones and revived, and the people in the church didn't notice it...

"Have you done it? My puppet is almost finished."

"It's almost done."

"Can your spell really work?"

"You'd better pray for it to work." Charles said, glanced at the girl. It was obvious that the girl was basically in a state of extreme tension now.

He was actually quite nervous about this. He had practiced the runes, spells, and production process of this spell, but he had never really used it because he was afraid of something to make a difference.

So he has seen the effect in writing, or in his memory.

However, as his hands continued to move and special symbols continued to form, he gradually let this feeling of uneasiness go away.

Countless symbols written in black ink gradually covered the entire white paper from nothing to something. Finally, under the girl's "unclear" gaze, the entire white paper was already filled with strange words.

Charles had just finished writing, but then he suddenly realized that the girl stared at her without blinking.

"What do you think of me when you do your work?"

"I've done it." She said, shaking the doll that he grabbed in his hand in front of Yu Shael's eyes.

"So ugly." After a few glances, Charles made an evaluation.

"I have never been a mutton, and even Sansa will not be very beautiful!" Arya said without any reason, getting close to her, but unfortunately she still couldn't tell anything cute with a dirty horse face.

"Okay, anyway, we're just experimenting now, it doesn't matter whether it's ugly or not."

As he said that, Charle picked up the doll that he barely called a human figure, wrapped it with paper full of runes, and then tied them up with a rope.

Repeat in my mind, took a deep breath, and then chanted:

"The spirit gives birth to all things, the spirit returns to all things, and the spirit extinguishes all things"

"The Spirit of Charles Korinston"

"Call the mother of all things, ask for..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the girl, unable to help but say, "Can you stop looking at me like that?"

"Why?"

"Wizards cannot be seen by others when chanting spells, otherwise they will fail." Shire said seriously.

He actually felt confused and timid. But this point cannot be told to others casually.

"Strange Wizard." muttered disappointed, the girl ran to another corner of the room. In order not to affect Charles, she simply covered herself with a gray bedding.

Seeing this, Charles relaxed a lot without realizing it, so he began to chant again:

"The spirit gives birth to all things, the spirit returns to all things, and the spirit extinguishes all things"

"The Spirit of Charles Korinston"

"Call the mother of all things and ask to build a bridge of spirituality"

"Please combine the spirit of Craig Matthew with this puppet."

"The mantra stops"

...

【You try to activate the curse of pain, your casting failed】

The information floated by, and the tightly tied dolls on the table were still as they were before, and there was no change. Charles didn't care about this, but Arya, who had penetrated into the quilt, listened carefully with her ears and listened carefully, just remembering Charles's words just now, and she did not come out rashly.

Then, after a while, the repeated mantra appeared again.

"The wizard in the story doesn't seem to say a second spell..." the girl muttered secretly, and then thought that in the old lady's story, there seemed to be only witches and sons of the forest, and there were probably no wizards.

Then she listened quietly again.

The spell was repeated, and gradually, Arya had already memorized the sentence, but Charles still did not stop.

However, just as her eyes became more and more bizarre, the spell she heard in her ears suddenly changed its style.

It was like a ghostly howling, coming from behind, and it was like the endless whimpering sound of the gloomy castle corridor, constantly blowing, terrifying and terrifying.

Listening to the sneaky sounds, the girl's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, as if there was a white-collar slowly approaching her.

Fortunately, the spell didn't last long, otherwise she might have been scared out of it. But even so, Arya had forgotten Charles's advice at this time, and unconsciously got out of the bedding, turned her head and couldn't help looking over.

Her eyes were very good, so she could clearly see the paper on the desk that was originally covered with black symbols and wrapped around the fat doll she made with her own hands, now it was ignited by a transparent and invisible flame. The folds on the paper were curled and gradually swallowed up by the nameless fire.

However, the black symbols did not dissipate because of the disappearance of the carrier. Instead, they seemed to have come alive in flames, falling off the paper and blending with each other, gradually forming a black steel-like chain, which was like a long snake, spinning and entangled on the fat puppet.

Under the illumination of the kerosene lamp, the chain was wrapped around for several times and finally came to silence. So Arya suddenly realized that the black chain that should have been three-dimensional had been completely integrated into the entire body of the doll!

She thought she had read it wrong, so she couldn't help but look closer. It was true. The original appearance of the linen fabric seemed to be finely embroidered by small needles and threads, and was covered with black spots.

"Can this work?" she asked expectantly and nervously.

"I think it's effective." Shire replied. The Eye of True Knowledge has already prompted him that the casting of the spell successfully, so there should be no mistakes.

"We'll just take one and save my father?"

"Of course not, this is just an experimental product." As he said that, under the girl's excited gaze, he stood up and said, "The experimental product naturally needs to be tested. Let's go out and find the annoying fat boss."

The strand of hair that made the doll was taken from the hotel owner. Relying on his former training, Arya successfully managed to do this task, and she naturally looked forward to the results after their "working" next.

Unfortunately, as soon as they opened the door, a weird man with mixed hair came towards him, scaring the two of them.

After seeing the person coming clearly, Charles breathed a sigh of relief and said strangely: "Didn't you say you saw the shoemaker shop?"

"Someone went back on his word."

Shire was speechless and was about to say something, but the other party spoke incredible words.

"Someone failed to bring the hair of the boy king."

When Shael heard this, his face changed, thinking that the weird man had gone back on his word, but what Jia Kun said immediately made him completely relieved.
Chapter completed!