Castorice stared in shock at Derick, who had fully recovered before her.
She couldn't help but ask Derick, "Your Excellency, you, how did you do that?"
"Well, I don't know either." Derick naturally couldn't reveal the situation with his avatar, and he couldn't think of any other excuses, so he simply feigned ignorance.
"Hmm."
Although she felt Derick was hiding something, Castorice didn't intend to press further.
Everyone has their own secrets.
Derick felt quite embarrassed lying in Castorice's arms, so he quickly got up from her embrace. Standing up, he glanced at his bloodstained clothes and showed a look of disgust.
Sticky, so uncomfortable to wear.
Derick said to Castorice, "Miss, have you seen Jason and the others? Let's hurry and catch up with them, so they don't worry."
The main thing was to change his clothes; a fresh and clean young man wearing bloodstained clothes really didn't look right.
As for why he called her "Miss," it wasn't because Derick's body had reverted to that of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old, making him look much younger than Castorice. If it were about actual age, Derick was countless years younger than Castorice, so it was better to call her "Miss" at this time.
"Alright." Derick's sudden departure and the disappearance of that warmth made her feel a momentary sense of loss. However, she quickly regained her composure, stood up, and nodded lightly.
"Your Excellency, let's go."
"Don't keep calling me 'Your Excellency.' My name is Derick. You, just call me Derick." Derick waved his hand. Then he looked at Castorice, paused for a moment, and asked, "By the way, how should I address you?"
"Castorice. Your Excellency Derick, you can just call me Castorice."
Castorice said to Derick.
"Hmm."
The two of them walked back the way they came. However, Derick had been in a hurry when he fled earlier, and now, on the way back, he found that this path was not very easy to walk. The steep slope was quite difficult for his currently underdeveloped body to climb.
Seeing his situation, Castorice couldn't help but extend her hand.
"Your Excellency Derick, take my hand, I'll pull you."
She looked at Derick, her eyes full of expectation. This was the first time she could extend her hand to help someone, rather than take their life.
She had only briefly experienced the warmth of Derick's palm, like a desert parched for a thousand years receiving rain for the first time, instinctively wanting to greedily seek more. If Derick didn't need it, Castorice could still suppress this desire. Now, seeing Derick in need of help, she really couldn't resist extending her hand to him.
"Alright."
Facing Castorice's palm, Derick placed his hand in hers without any hesitation.
Feeling the touch transmitted from her palm, Castorice's arm couldn't help but tremble. But then Castorice reacted, her five fingers quickly closing around Derick's hand, which was even fairer and more slender than a girl's.
So warm.
At the same time, also very nervous.
Feeling the touch of Derick's palm, Castorice pulled him upwards.
With Castorice's help, Derick had little difficulty walking up this rugged path.
Castorice's hand didn't let go. She said to Derick, "The path just now was destroyed by the Condemnation Gladiators or the Earth Beast. I'll keep holding your hand on the way ahead, lest the ground collapses and Your Excellency Derick encounters danger."
This wasn't Castorice being deliberate; the ground on this section of the road was indeed not very stable to begin with. After being trampled by the fleeing Earth Beast, it was truly unsafe to pass.
"Hmm."
The two walked hand in hand like this, and it didn't take much time for them to find Tribbie, Jason, and the others.
...
Jason and the others were still aimlessly wandering around, their faces filled with anxiety.
"I wonder if that child Derick is safe. Lady Castorice went very quickly; it shouldn't take long to find him..."
Just as he was worrying, Tribbie clapped her hands in front of him and pointed ahead, saying, "Alright, you don't need to worry anymore. Look over there, Little Castorice is leading a handsome little boy over. Is he the Little Derick you were talking about?"
Jason followed Tribbie's gaze and his eyes immediately lit up with ecstatic joy.
"That's right, that's right, it's Derick. The one Lady Castorice is holding hands with is Derick."
He quickly ran towards Derick and Castorice.
Tribbie also followed behind Jason.
However, after running a few steps, both of them stopped in their tracks.
Castorice, and Derick...
Hand in hand!!!!!!!!
"How is this possible!"
Jason shouted loudly.
Everyone in Okhema knew that anyone who touched Lady Castorice would die. Even other Golden Ones couldn't escape this curse of death. Yet today, she was actually holding hands with Derick.
Derick quickly pulled his hand away from Castorice's, trotted over to Jason, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
Jason said nothing, but carefully touched Derick's shoulders and arms. After confirming he was real, Jason asked Derick strangely, "Are you really alive?"
"Nonsense. If I'm not alive, am I dead then?"
Derick was somewhat speechless.
"No, I mean..."
Meanwhile, on the other side, Tribbie approached Castorice. Even when close to Castorice, Tribbie could still feel the strong aura of death emanating from her.
This proved that the curse on Castorice was still in effect.
Tribbie asked Castorice, "Little Castorice, what exactly is going on? Little Derick, how can he be immune to your curse?"
"Lady Tribbie, I'm not sure about that either. I only know that Your Excellency Derick can touch my body." Castorice shook her head, indicating she didn't know.
"Is that so..." Tribbie shook her head thoughtfully, then placed her hands on her hips and said to Castorice, "I can't think of a reason either. However, for Little Castorice, this is actually a good thing. At least, your body can also touch someone, right?"
"Hmm." Castorice nodded slightly, "It's just, I hope it doesn't cause him too much trouble."
"Let's go back to Okhema first and talk."
After Tribbie and Castorice finished speaking, Tribbie walked over to Jason and Derick in small steps.
Tribbie tugged at Derick's clothes and said to them, "Let's go, let's hurry back to Okhema. Little Castorice said the path just now has been destroyed. We still need to go back to Okhema and tell Aglaea about this, so she can send people to repair this section of the road."
"Yes, Lady Tribbie."
Jason nodded quickly and at the same time had the caravan members, who had already rested for a while, set off again.
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