Chapter 364 The Disappearing Race


    Rufus'' POV:


    "Noreen?" Sylvia looked at me in confusion.


    "She was the witch my father had an affair with. Sheter cursed my father and his offspring


    because her love turned into hatred," I exined to Sylvia, pulling a long face. "We didn''t know until


    after we were cursed that Noreen was from the evil dark witch race."


    The difference between dark witches and ordinary witches and wizards was that the former were


    born in darkness and were destined to go against the light. Their magic was evil and all the spells


    they practiced were fatally dangerous. They tended to hide among ordinary people and rarely ever


    exposed their identities. If it weren''t for ir''s incident, I wouldn''t have realized that the dark witches


    were actually closer to us than I''ve imagined.


    "There are witches and wizards among the werewolves?" Sylvia narrowed her eyes, clearly unable


    to wrap her head around the situation. "But werewolves seldom talk about them."


    "There are, but they''re rare—especially the dark witches," I patiently spelled it out for her. "Witches


    and wizards in general are hostile to neither vampires nor werewolves. They are neutral and are on


    rtively good terms with both sides. In fact, they have cooperated with both sides before. But


    since vampires and werewolves signed the truce, their race has been keeping a lower profile. They


    only showed up asionally."


    About a hundred years ago, they had their own territory.


    Butter, a civil war broke out, and itsted for nearly thirty years. As a result, their race gradually


    declined, until it copsedpletely. After they lost their territory, the remaining witches and


    wizards scattered all over the ce. Their whereabouts these days were mysterious, especially


    since they hid themselves among creatures from other races.


    "So do they will also disguise themselves and live on werewolf territory?" Sylvia cocked her head to


    the side curiously.


    "Yes. They usually develop all sorts of drugs and potions and sell them. The poison Kyle used on


    you was made by a witch. And the test stone used to gauge strength during the cement test was


    also developed by a witch. Also, all the products of a powerful witch or wizard will have their own


    unique scent."


    "Just like a patent?"


    Amused by Sylvia''s analogy, I couldn''t help but smile. "Yes, just like a patentparable to a


    logo."


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    Generally speaking, more basic potions were made by primary level witches and wizards, such as


    beauty products and the like. Whereas poisons were usually made by high level ones.


    "Since we didn''t find any toxins on ir''s wound, he must''ve been cursed. What if we go to the


    ck market to find someone who can remove the curse?" As she spoke, Sylvia''s eyes lit up with


    hope.


    I shook my head sadly. "We can''t. Although most poisons or curses made by ordinary witches and


    wizards can be undone, dark witches are different. They are a taboo race. The poisons they make


    and the curses they cast have unprecedented power. Only the witch who actually cast the spell can


    remove it."


    That was why we had been searching for Noreen all these years. My curse could only be removed


    by her.


    But years had passed and we still hadn''t found a single trace of her. I had mentally prepared myself


    for the worst, in case Noreen might''ve died.


    If she was in fact dead, my curse would never be removed.


    "But then that means ir won''t..." Sylvia''s eyes went as wide as saucers and her hands flew to


    cover her mouth.


    I hurriedlyforted her. "Don''t worry. At least now we know that Noreen''s behind this. There''s


    nothing we can do but wait and see for the time being."


    "But..." Sylvia nced at ir worriedly. "I''m worried that ir doesn''t have much time..."