The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 581 - Sorry_1

Chapter 581: Chapter 581 Sorry_1

Feeling the sharpness rushing towards his face, Greg Jensen finally managed to pry his eyes open.

With one hand on the hilt and the other supporting the back of the blade, he raised the Twilight Snow Knife.

Clang!

A deafening boom rang out, almost bursting people’s eardrums.

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The vigorous knife energy scattered in all directions like ripples, pushing Greg several meters away.

“Hah, he actually blocked it?”

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Drake Stuart seemed a bit surprised, sneering as he said, “Since that’s the case, try catching another one of my slashes!”

Before his words fell, he swooped down, tapped a foot on the ring, and leapt high, swinging down hard at Greg Jensen.

Clang!

Another loud noise echoed.

Drake Stuart was surprised to find that Greg Jensen had blocked it again.

He flew into a rage, unfolding an exquisite set of knife techniques in his hands.

Clang, clang, clang!

A series of rapid collision sounds began on the stage.

Greg Jensen was like a tiny boat in a violent storm, about to topple and in grave danger, barely defending against Drake Stuart’s attacks with instinct and intuition.

For a moment, everyone except those from the six families held their breath for him.

…

On the second floor of the small building.

Carmen Stuart, with her somewhat aged face, slowly stood up. After taking a deep look in the direction of the ring, she opened the door of her room and started walking downstairs.

“Big brother, thank goodness the old man came back, or who knows when our family could turn things around.”

Downstairs in the living room, Julian Stuart and Victor Stuart were chatting.

Victor Stuart seemed very excited, after all, the Stuart Family was about to return to its peak soon.

Julian Stuart nodded and said, “Indeed, but it’s tough on Carmen and Michelle, the two kids.”

“Psh, what’s that matter?”

Victor Stuart glanced at the room next door and whispered, “It’s just tying them up for a while. Once the fifth kills Barry Wolfe, they will naturally be released.”

“Hmm.”

Julian Stuart nodded.

At that moment, footsteps suddenly came.

Both men looked up at once, only to see Carmen Stuart descending from upstairs.

“Sister Nine, how did you end up like this?”

Seeing Carmen Stuart’s aged appearance, both were taken aback.

Carmen Stuart scoffed, “Didn’t Drake tell you? This is the price a mortal pays for using witchcraft.”

“Well… The fifth didn’t mention that.”

Julian Stuart said somewhat awkwardly, “Uh… let me get you some water.”

With that, he walked toward the kitchen.

“Sister Nine, please sit.”

Victor Stuart hastily assisted her to the sofa, saying cheerfully:

“Sister Nine, you’ve worked hard. The turnaround of the Stuart Family couldn’t have been done without you.

Rest assured, once we return to East Peak Manor, I’ll find the best doctors in the world to help you get better.”

“Hehe, thank you for that, Brother Three.”

“Psh, you’re still being polite to me…”

Victor Stuart’s words were cut short as his body suddenly stiffened. He looked down to find a dagger with intricate patterns thrust into his chest.

“You…”

He stared incredulously at Carmen Stuart, “Sister Nine, you… you want to kill me?”

A complex expression flickered across Carmen Stuart’s face as she softly said, “Brother Three, don’t worry. You won’t die.

You’ve always taken my side since we were young. How could I kill you?

Have a good sleep. When you wake up, everything will be alright.”

“Sister Nine, what are you doing?!”

At that moment, Julian Stuart happened to be carrying water out and saw this scene, startling him into utter shock.

Unheeding, Carmen Stuart pulled out the awl and then pressed several points on Victor Stuart’s chest, murmuring something unintelligible; Victor Stuart immediately fell into a deep slumber.

Julian Stuart’s face darkened, and just as he was about to scold Carmen Stuart, he saw her suddenly take out a small bell. She gave it a gentle shake, and the sound of tinkling filled the living room instantly.

Julian Stuart felt the world spinning around him, and in his dazed state, he saw Carmen Stuart quickly approaching him. Then he felt a sharp pain in his chest and gradually lost consciousness.

Thud!

Julian Stuart also lay on the ground, passed out.

Carmen Stuart bent down and, with some effort, dragged him onto the couch. After catching her breath for a moment, she stood up again and walked towards the room next door.

Upon opening the door, she saw Michelle Stuart and Carmen Stuart tied up and thrown on the bed, although nothing gagged their mouths. The two were whispering to each other.

Seeing Carmen Stuart coming in, they immediately became agitated.

“Carmen, please save us.”

Carmen Stuart walked over and helped untie them.

The two immediately flung themselves into her arms, crying.

“Don’t be afraid, it’s over now.”

Carmen Stuart let out a long sigh, stroking their heads and gently consoling them.

She wasn’t much older than Michelle Stuart, who had grown up playing in her shadow, almost raised alongside her; they were called aunt and niece, but their relationship was more like close friends, with extraordinarily deep bonds.

Drake Stuart knew this, which is why he used their lives to threaten Carmen Stuart.

But now that the curse had taken shape, Drake Stuart relaxed his watch over them, providing Carmen Stuart with her chance.

“You two must leave immediately, the farther the better. Don’t come back until the Stuart Family is settled, understand?”

“Carmen…”

Carmen Stuart wanted to say more.

But Carmen Stuart sternly cut her off, “Did you hear me?!”

“We heard you,” Carmen Stuart quickly nodded.

The stern look on Carmen Stuart’s face softened, “Go on then. The outside world is vast and free. Don’t end up trapped in a cage forever like your aunt.”

“Carmen…”

The two young women seemed to sense something and immediately clung to Carmen Stuart, bursting into tears.

Carmen Stuart also felt a pang of sorrow, tears streaming down copiously.

After a long while, she patted their shoulders, reiterated a few instructions, and sent them out of the house.

As she watched them leave, looking back every three steps, she finally turned and returned inside.

First, she checked on Julian Stuart and Victor Stuart, then returned upstairs, entering the room used for performing rituals.

She approached the window for another glance towards the stage, then returned to the altar and set the bell on the table.

Lighting the incense, wisps of blue smoke slowly rose.

Carmen Stuart’s expression was solemn, tinged with a hint of sadness. She picked up the bell and shook it, whispering:

“Dark Spirits of the Nine You, Gods and Demons of All Heavens, I offer my flesh and blood as sacrifice. For all eternity, doomed to the depths of hell, all for love’s sake, death without regret.”

No sooner had her voice faded than the room suddenly darkened.

Sunshine was bright outside the window, but inside it was as gloomy as the dead of night, as if existing in another world.

Hum!

A sudden wail, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, exploded around her.

Carmen Stuart’s body shuddered, feeling a chill invasion. She looked up to see numerous ghostly figures rushing towards her from all directions, then they began to bite and tear at her desperately.

She bit her lip fiercely, preventing herself from making any sound.

Blood, bright red, trickled from the corner of her mouth, appearing eerie and seductive against the darkness.

Her face rapidly wrinkled, with dense lines emerging, and her hair turned white at a visible pace.

Already somewhat aged, she now appeared to have aged decades in mere moments.

Her once slightly plump figure became emaciated, almost like skin and bones.

Yet, she made no sound at all.

Because she knew Greg Jensen had already endured such pain once before.

Moments later, Carmen Stuart had turned into a frail old woman, hunched over, hair thin and white, teeth all but gone.

Only her eyes still sparkled with clarity.

Gazing towards the stage, she revealed a tender smile, “I’m sorry, I can’t stay by your side any longer.”