Mistblade pulled out a scroll: "Curse Fat Goose for me, and add 100g of Moon Sand, and I will agree to exchange Moonlit Night Song for Last Night's Star from the previous three conditions."
Rita immediately took out 100g of Moon Sand—she had packed several sizes over the past few days—and pushed it in front of Mistblade, saying in a strong, clear voice: "A Candle Barbarian king is not even worthy of being compared to the tip of Mistblade Moon Emperor's tail!"
Once the benefits were secured, who wouldn't be willing to curse? After all, when everyone enters the World Battlefield, no one cares about family ties.
What's the big deal with Fat Goose? What's so special about Candle Barbarian kings?! Haven't I offended enough royalty already? One more doesn't make a difference.
A minute later, a crisp, melodious female voice rang out in the sky of Lania Kaia.