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“The person who cursed is being tracked.”

“Being tracked?”

“Yes. The tracking team is already assembled, and we’ve decided to call this matter ‘Snake Hunt.'”

Evie’s eyes widened at the unexpected news.

Three days ago, when DS left, there was not a single clue about this curse, and the situation seemed desperate.

But now, he was already on the trail.

Evie looked more startled than happy at the report that had far exceeded expectations.

“You’ve already found them? How?”

“We were lucky. Help from an ally also played a significant role.”

“An ally…?”

“I know a member of the Night Clan personally.”

At DS’s response, Evie’s eyes widened even further.

When Evie looked surprised, DS added,

“I told you three days ago, I would meet a member of the Night Clan.”

Just as he said, DS had spoken so three days ago.

―I will first find a member of the Night Clan and verify when and where the curse’s ritual was held. It will take about three days to find this out, and after that, it will depend on the situation.

Of course, Evie remembered. She had just misunderstood the meaning of the words.

“You meant you would meet someone you know?”

“What did you think I meant?”

“That you would grab any member of the Night Clan and torment them. …I will change ‘torment’ to ‘interrogate.'”

“Would I do that……”

DS groaned at Evie’s intense reply. Then Evie seemed to question, as if she couldn’t understand.

“You know a member of the Night Clan personally, you had such a close relationship?”

“It’s not a close relationship, just acquaintance, but it seems uncomfortable.”

Evie didn’t deny it.

Contacting briefly for various needs was one thing, but for DS, who was a servant to a saint candidate like Evie, having such a dubious connection was a bit troubling.

Moreover, to Evie, who was from Bys, the Night Clan was synonymous with demons.

The Night Clan. They were those who accepted the curse of the corpse.

The corpse that hated humans spread the curse throughout the world, and the scattered curse turned into a disaster that sought out humans every dark moon night.

Evie had seen it several times when she was in Bys. On the nights of the new moon, something ghostly wandering through the darkness.

The curse of the corpse would seek out living things throughout the night, and if it found a human or an animal, it would pounce on them instantly.

Those who were caught in the curse had three fates.

Die on the spot, go mad and kill anything that comes their way, or accept the curse as part of themselves and become something neither human nor cursed.

Those who accepted the curse, a human wearing the curse. That was the Night Clan.

“Nothing was scarier than the Night Clan when I was in Bys. You can hide from the curses that come out on the new moon, but the Night Clan hurts people really cruelly.”

As a child, Evie heard countless tales.

Their massacres, destruction of cities, and outrageous acts committed with their overwhelming power of the curse.

“So it’s fine if the servant beats the Night Clan, but being friends is not good.”

“I don’t like beating……”

Evie’s justified petulance made DS groan again. He then explained softly.

“As I said before, we’re not friends. And the ally I met has never hurt anyone, and they’re younger than you, Evie. So you don’t have to feel too uncomfortable.”

Evie’s stubborn brows slightly softened at the servant’s explanation.

But whether she had completely let down her guard or not, she questioned with a doubtful face.

“How did that person help?”

“They told me. Where the person who made your curse is.”

“Was it someone you knew?”

“No, it wasn’t.”

“Huh……”

It was like pointing out someone as the culprit, but not knowing them.

Evie thought it didn’t add up, and DS explained carefully once again.

“The Night Clan is connected by the curse of the corpse, so they can detect each other.”

“You mean they can recognize each other?”

“It’s not just a matter of recognizing, they say it’s felt as a part of oneself. Like how a person recognizes their own hands and feet. So even if they have never met and do not even know each other’s faces, if they are of the Night’s Clan, they know each other’s existence.”

“……Isn’t that an invasion of privacy?”

“You could see it that way, but for us, it’s a good thing. Thanks to that, we were able to find the Night’s Clan who were up to suspicious activities recently.”

Even in the face of Evie’s nonsense, Diess continued to explain earnestly, and Evie nodded her head with an impressed look.

The Night’s Clan is human and a curse, and at the same time, part of a dead dragon. So it’s not strange that they have such an odd sensing ability.

“So you found the criminal with that sensing ability?”

“Yes, they say among the existing Night’s Clan, there was only one who performed the curse ritual last waning moon.”

“That one person is……”

“It’s the snake that cursed you, Evie.”

At the mention of the term ‘snake,’ Evie unconsciously clutched her shoulder tightly.

Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away

This is also on my reread list!

This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.

Definitely worth a read, y’all!

The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.

But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.

Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.

I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.

The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.

As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.

Intro

As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.

But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…

Do you dare?

Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.

Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.

The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.

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