Acantha looked at the man in front of her, who looked surprised at what she offered.
"You must be kidding, my lady." The old man chuckled sadly; there was no hope to be seen in his eyes. "We tried everything to get this out from us; not even one magician who was once tried to help us removed it; he can't do it." The old man said hopelessly.
"What do you mean that there's some magician who tried to help you?" Acantha was curious about who the one was they were talking about.
"There was once a good magician from the Tower of Magic who lived in this empire, but he was killed due to opposing the emperor's way of using and performing dark magic like it was nothing." The old man said as he sighed as he was telling her the story about the magician.
"But he was unfortunate to be killed by the emperor himself." Acantha saw the sadness in his eyes as he said those words.
"But I can help you." Acantha said as she looked at him.
