Seeing this, Guilliman didn't have time to collect the spoils of war and rushed to Francesca's side at his fastest speed, reaching out to embrace the elven queen to prevent her from falling to the ground.
At the same time, he looked at the phantom of the Lady of the Lake and asked:
"My Lady Goddess, what should we do now? Do you have a way to expel this evil force?"
The phantom of the Lady of the Lake also seemed to frown slightly. She extended both hands, adopting a prayer posture, and a pure white divine light curtain shot down directly from the void, enveloping Guilliman and Francesca. It quickly suppressed the evil god's curse power within the sorceress's body into a ball, preventing it from further invading her body.
However, this goddess could not sense the evil god's curse on the witcher, as if the terrifying curse had vanished into thin air.
The Lady of the Lake looked at Guilliman with some surprise, unable to understand why this was the case.
But the situation was urgent, and the goddess didn't think too much, only silently concentrating the power of the divine light curtain on Francesca.
Finally, the elven queen, whose will had been hazy, regained her ability to think.
She weakly opened her eyes and found herself lying in the witcher's arms, her expression instantly becoming somewhat complicated.
Presumably, this important figure never expected that, despite both being cursed, and the witcher being closer to the evil god monster, she was the one who suffered more severe injuries.
"How are you feeling, Francesca?"
Guilliman wasn't thinking about such things. Although he held a beautiful woman in his arms at the moment, inhaling the alluring fresh scent of the elven queen, he had no ulterior motives at this time and was genuinely concerned about Francesca's safety.
After all, she had come to help, a helper he had invited. If the main combatants were unharmed, but the helper was injured, it really wouldn't look good.
Francesca, hearing this, placed one hand on the witcher's chest, slightly straightened her body, and said in a still weak voice:
"This evil curse power is very strong. I have to use all my magic to suppress it from harming my soul."
"As for how to remove it, I currently have no idea."
"However, with the help of this goddess's power, I should be temporarily safe."
Hearing Francesca say this, Guilliman also quietly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the sorceress was safe, then there was no major problem.
Guilliman looked at the Lady of the Lake again, only able to hope that this deity could come up with a solution.
To his surprise, the Lady of the Lake also shook her head, saying with a hint of apology in her voice:
"I'm sorry, warrior, I can only suppress this curse for now."
"It is formed by the resentments of thousands of unborn lives and is difficult to forcefully dispel."
"However, please take this sorceress to the island you visited before, three days from now."
"At that time, I will further seal the curse. As for the method to clear the curse, I will also need to consider it and consult other deities."
"Perhaps they will have better ideas."
After hearing the goddess's words, the witcher's expression showed a hint of disappointment. He looked at Francesca and said with some apology:
"I apologize, Your Majesty the Elven Queen."
"Since you cannot use your power, I will protect you for the next few days. Please stay on this island for a few days."
"After the Lady of the Lake further seals your curse, you should be able to recover some of your power."
Francesca, hearing this, did not complain, but merely showed a slightly helpless and weak smile, saying in a faint voice:
"If that's the case, then let's do as you say."
"During this time, I will rely on you to protect me, Mr. Witcher."
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