Kenta and curse.

It was a beautiful summer day, and everyone in the vicinity of the mansion was enjoying the preparation for the festival, which was about to start in the coming 3 days.

It was the largest festival in this White city of the southern end.

Even royalties from different areas and noble attend this festival for the honey wine that is released on this day every year.

"Ahh! It would be awesome if I can get more than one bottle of that wine."

A drunkard wished as he looked at the festival preparation, where Kenta who was protected by the shielding magic, which was cast by Eva looked at the thorn an inch away from his neck.

Sweated a ton, as he thought how dangerous it was, but he had been believing in Eva for his safety.

"Wow! Thank you, Sister Eva, I was sure that I would die in that attack. But don't worry, that thing will not attack again, he must have used his strength in that attack for sure."