The Strongest Curse Master - Chapter 209

Chapter 209: Dual Curse Core Chapter 209: Dual Curse Core The Advanced Curse Core Initiation Array Formation-it wasn’t just a signature of the McSuile family.

Anyone who was anyone in the ‘World of Curses’ had their own version of it.

After all, this formation was the ultimate last-ditch effort, squeezing out the full potential of a curse master when they had nothing else left to give.

Janice glanced sideways at Lola before turning to her brother.

Her voice carried a mix of caution and curiosity.

“Maybe we shouldn’t underestimate her.

I mean, she’s survived this long with, like, an actual time bomb ticking away in her chest.” She folded her arms and tilted her head, clearly thinking it through.

In her mind, the reason Lola hadn’t been completely overwhelmed by the curse was her soul-a rare mix of strength and gentleness.

It was like a shield, holding everything in check, especially when she was around people she trusted, like her parents… and oddly enough, Mandy and her nephews.

Jason exhaled deeply, rubbing the back of his neck as he mulled it over.

“We could take a chance, sure.

But if she tries now, she’s just gonna end up condensing a Knight-tier curse core.

That’ll do her no favors.” He shook his head, frustration creeping into his tone.

“It’ll make things way harder for her to pick up the basics.

Maybe…” He trailed off, tapping his fingers against his thigh.

“Maybe I should help her vent some of the emotions she’s been bottling up.

That way, she gets a regular, easier start, just like the rest of us,” Jason finally said, his brow furrowed in thought.

He knew full well that if Lola attempted to form a curse core now, it’d almost certainly end up being Knight-tier, that was only if she somehow stayed conscious through the process, for a mortal that would only make things harder, not easier.

He was convinced his approach-helping her let out some of that emotion in her heart-might just give her a higher chance of becoming a curse master and not give birth to a curse Ling with her death.  “Jason, you’re being way too cautious,” Janice complained, folding her arms and leaning back slightly.

There was a flicker of envy in her tone-it annoyed her how much concern her brother was showing for Lola.

When it came to her, he always seemed to have this devil-may-care attitude.

However, her thoughts were totally different from her brothers.

Lola wasn’t like most people.

As an Innate curse master, Janice figured it would be much easier for Lola to become a proper curse master compared to those who merely had the aptitude.

They shouldn’t forget that Lola had been lugging around that much negative emotion in her heart for who knows how long.

Sure, it had probably grown over time, but wasn’t that all the more proof they shouldn’t underestimate her as just another mortal?

Jason groaned dramatically, throwing his head back.

“I have to be cautious!

If anything happens to her, Matthews is going to chain me to the C.I.B.

for, like, a century.

You know how she is.” He shot Janice a mock exasperated look, hands thrown up in surrender.

“The only reason my phone isn’t blowing up right now with fresh cases is because Matthews put me on Lola duty.” His tone was laced with humor, but it was clear he wasn’t thrilled about it.

Janice narrowed her eyes slightly, her head tilting.

“I still don’t get how she managed to convince the family to let you join the C.I.B.

in the first place.

It doesn’t add up.” Her voice held a tinge of disbelief.

She really wondered how did Matthews, a Sky-Tier curse master, pull that off?

The family should’ve been fighting tooth and nail over control over her brother now that their Grandpa’s gone.

Instead, Matthews somehow has all those snakes at bay, and she couldn’t wrap my head around it.

Jason’s expression darkened for the briefest moment-a flash of something grim and heavy in his eyes.

But just as quickly, he masked it, his features smoothing over before Janice could catch on.

Meanwhile, Lola stood there, blinking at the two of them like she’d just wandered into a conversation in another language.

She shifted awkwardly, clearly wondering if she was even supposed to be part of this discussion.

Somehow, it had veered so far off course that she wasn’t sure if she should interject them.

The conversation they were having seemed to be heavy.  Lola’s worries began to ease as soon Jason changed the topic, throwing her a lifeline.

“Janice, not happening,” he said firmly, shaking his head.

“I don’t have the authority to let her forge a curse using an advanced Curse Core Initiation Array Formation.

Think of something else if you don’t like my idea.

And for the record, mine’s still the safest method for her to become a curse master.

Just saying.” Janice crossed her arms, her brow furrowing in thought.

“Fine.

Give me some time to think,” she replied pensively, clearly dismissing Jason’s suggestion but not entirely sold on an alternative either.

Lola, noticing how much the McSuile siblings seemed to be worrying over her, finally spoke up, her tone hesitant.

“Can’t you just let the C.I.B.

decide?” The reaction was immediate-and loud.

“No way!” Jason and Janice exclaimed in unison, their voices overlapping with the kind of urgency that made Lola flinch slightly.

It was as if she’d just suggested the most absurd idea in the world.

Her confused expression must have been obvious because Jason quickly stepped in to explain.

“Look,” he started, his tone softening as he gestured vaguely with his hands.

“If the others in the C.I.B.

find out about you before you become a curse master, it’ll trigger this ridiculously long bureaucratic process.

Everyone will be fighting over who gets to train you and guide your path to becoming a curse master.

And once they decide, that’s it.

You’ll be stuck with whatever they say.” He paused, running a hand through his hair, clearly frustrated by the very idea.

“Sure, you’ll probably end up with a mentor who’s super capable because, let’s face it, your talent would demand it.

But their intentions?” He shook his head, his expression darkening slightly.

“That’s what worries us.

However, if you join the C.I.B.

as a curse master, EAD Matthews can directly put you under her command allowing me to keep an eye out for you,” Jason added, his tone careful but firm.

Lola blinked, trying to process his words.

The concern in Jason’s voice was impossible to miss, and it left her feeling like she was suddenly in over her head.

Maybe becoming a witch wasn’t all chocolates and sunshine like the cartoons had made it seem.

Her breathing quickened as panic started to creep in.

If even Jason and Janice-people who were clearly stronger, more powerful, and well-established in the World of Curses-were this worried, then how was someone like her supposed to feel?

She’d barely stepped into this world, and it already felt suffocating.

Especially, with Jason making the C.I.B.

seem like a den of thieves and bandits.

But what scared her the most was what this all might mean for her parents.

They were mortal, with no power to protect themselves, and now they had a witch for a daughter.

Janice noticed the alarm spreading across Lola’s face and immediately swung into action.

Without a second thought, she jabbed her elbow into Jason’s ribs-not that it seemed to affect him-and hurried to reassure her.

“Lola, don’t worry.

We’ve got your back.

Nothing’s going to happen to you or your family,” she said firmly, her voice softening at the end.

When Jason didn’t immediately jump in, Janice shot him a sharp glare and followed up with another elbow jab, this one more insistent.

“Okay, okay, didn’t I say it already, we’ll make sure of it,” Jason said quickly, raising his hands in mock surrender.

The repeated elbowing didn’t even faze him-it didn’t hurt, didn’t itch, didn’t do anything.

But he played along anyway, his tone more lighthearted now in an effort to ease the tension.

Lola exhaled shakily, some of her panic easing, though her worries didn’t completely vanish.

Still, their words gave her a tiny spark of comfort, even if the road ahead felt daunting.

“Lola, I don’t like saying this out loud, but Jason is ridiculously strong.

So, don’t worry about anything and just focus on awakening as a curse master,” Janice said, her tone soft and reassuring as she caught the lingering concern in Lola’s eyes.

It wasn’t as intense as before, but it was still there.

Jason’s brow furrowed slightly as he glanced at his sister.

“Wait-did you already figure out how to handle her situation?” he asked, picking up on the way Janice was encouraging Lola to prepare for forming her curse core.

That could only mean one thing: Janice already had a plan.

“Yes, I did,” Janice replied, her lips curling into a sly smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Instead of having her form a higher-tier curse core or venting some of her negative emotions, we’re going to help her forge two curse cores.”