Chapter6-Curse of the Netherlord

The Empress shook her head gently. "Thank you for your concern, Elder. The medicine my mentor brought back from you has already healed me."

Leonchi nodded slightly, but his gaze soon drifted to the little girl standing beside her. A glint of surprise flashed through his eyes.

"This child… seems to share a peculiar fate with you."

The Empress replied coolly, "We came across her on the road, so I brought her along."

Just then, Elena cautiously stepped up to Leonchi, reaching out her tiny hand to lightly tap his powerless legs—then quickly withdrew it, afraid she had hurt him.

Both Ursula and the Empress stiffened.

Leonchi was known for his gentle demeanor, but there was one thing he absolutely could not tolerate—any mention of, or contact with, his crippled legs.

The Empress was about to pull Elena away when she saw the girl looking up with innocent, concerned eyes.

"Does it hurt?" Elena asked softly.