The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

If someone says that this is the first time I have eaten meat in my life, I think I will believe it, maybe because the family is poor, or maybe there are other reasons.

But you said this is the first time you laughed in your life...

No matter how you think it is unrealistic.

No matter how high the point of laughter is, or people with facial paralysis, or even living in dire straits since childhood, there should always be one or two things that make you smile happily.

So, after listening to Yura's words, I couldn't help showing a suspicious look.

Yura did not look up, but she seemed to have sensed my gaze and said softly: "I know you don't believe it. No matter who hears such a thing for the first time, he will not believe it, but this is the truth."

Yura trembled slightly, and said: "My mother was an excellent adventurer. Her magical attainments can be said to be one of the few in the entire Erie City."

Oh... No wonder you and your sister are magicians, co-authoring is because of your mother's genetics.

She continued: "Once, the guild where my father and mother belonged received a commission to go deep into the dungeon. All the high-level powerhouses in the guild participated in it. Among them, there was my father and just pregnant with me. Mother."

Although it seems to me very inhumane for pregnant women to enter the dungeon, since they have just been pregnant, it must have little effect on their strength.

I readily accepted this statement and continued to listen to Yura's story.

"They got down to a deep place. I heard from my sister that it was a level that only top adventurers dare to step into. Originally everything went smoothly. Just when they were about to reach their destination, an accident happened." The hands began to tremble, and the tone became excited: "They stepped into the trap set by the monsters and were surrounded by layers. Everyone in the group, except my mother, died there, and my mother, Also cursed by monsters."

curse?

This is the first time I heard that the monsters in the dungeon will curse. Generally speaking, isn't it only the most common magic?

But after thinking about it for a while, I was relieved. Maybe the place I got was too shallow, I didn't have the opportunity to touch those terrifying existences. After all, even the adventurer's manual only described it to the nineteenth floor.

Yura tried to suppress the excitement and continued: "Originally, the mother can survive, because the curse of the monster will directly erode me, which is still the corpus, through the mother's body. As long as I give up, my mother can survive. However, my mother did not do this. She carried all the curses on her own. A few months later, I was born, and my mother died because of the erosion of the curse."

She trembled uncontrollably, and I could clearly feel that her chest, where she was next to, was wet.

After a while, she calmed down her feelings again and said, "Thanks to my mother, I survived, but my body has also been cursed by the monster's residual power. Since I was born, I have never laughed. No."

I thought of her twitching the corners of her mouth several times with a smile. It turned out that it was her smile, but it was not obvious and very blunt. I thought that her poker face was to highlight her high cold temperament. It turned out that he was cursed by a monster.

After recounting the pain, Yula took a long breath and seemed to be in a better mood. She rubbed my chest hard (Uh, it's probably covered with beautiful women's nose, tears and saliva...) , And then slowly left my embrace, rubbed my eyes, and revealed a very jerky but absolutely sincere and lovely smile.

"I don't know how you solved my curse, but...thank you" She bowed slightly to me.

I scratched my head, a little embarrassed: "Don't see outsiders, they are all friends, haha."

At this moment, Harold knocked on the door ‘coincidentally’, and said, "Then what, I am coming in."

After speaking, he waited for more than a minute, then opened the door and poked his head in.

Seeing me and Yula standing face to face, he slapped haha, walked in, closed the door, and said, "Oh, I just...I have something urgent and need to do it. Well, it's very important."

"It's finished now?" I asked.

"Ah, haha, it's done." He looked at Yula and then at me, his expression seemed a bit embarrassing: "Or, if I go out and stroll, maybe something important will happen again?"

Yura did not speak, but curled his lips, then gave Harold a harsh look.

Harold hurriedly changed his words: "Then I still won't go out. It's weather. It's too hot to go out. I almost had a heat stroke."

I looked at him with a smile.

He said in embarrassment: "Ah, by the way, your gold coins haven't been paid to you yet, I almost forgot."

With that said, he opened the door again and said, "Come on, let's go to the vault to withdraw money together."

I nodded to Yula and said, "I'm leaving, see you another day, now that the curse is lifted, you can rest well."

She nodded.

On the way to the vault, neither Harold nor I spoke.

I still don't understand how the curse of Yura that doesn't laugh is solved, and the time and method of unraveling is too special.

Some paralysis?

Okay, I admit, this state is a bit decadent, a bit funny, but it doesn't have such a magical power...

If it is so awesome, whose child is wicked, convulsed, and dysfunctional, just imitate Uncle Ge, find a sofa to collapse, and keep the medicine until the disease is cured, without any side effects.

but......

No matter how you think about it, this is too much, believe it or not, if Uncle Ge learns about this, he will definitely lift the table!

However, on second thoughts, this is not exactly the case.

Vaguely, there was a little impression that Yura seemed to have laughed somewhere and when.

Maybe I remembered it wrong, maybe it was just my illusion, but I always felt that it seemed to have happened once. The smile was short and beautiful...

As I thought about it, my head got bigger, so I shook my head and pulled back the thoughts of wandering beyond the sky.

Thinking back to what Yura had said to me before, I was very boring, and I asked Harold, "Have you met Yura's parents?"

"Of course I have seen it, and I'm very familiar."

"Then I ask you, how old was the young master when Yula's parents died?"

"You are in your twenties..." Harold thought for a while, then looked at me, and said, "Perhaps a bit older than your current age, what's wrong?"

Immediately, he suddenly blurted out: "You won't doubt that Yula's parents were..."

I raised my index finger, stood in front of my lips, and nodded with a smile: "It depends on the relationship between Yula's parents and the young master."

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