The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle – Chapter 1592

Chapter 1592: Futile Treatment

“So, what exactly happened? Why did I bear all the curses? What happened back then?” Weis asked impatiently, finally having the opportunity to learn about her origins after being kept in the dark for so many years.

“It’s all my fault, Weis, my child, I’m so sorry! If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have had to bear all these curses!” Madam Margaret hugged Weis, tears streaming down her face.

Facing her mother’s genuine emotion, Weis couldn’t help but be moved. She also shed tears, “Mom, I don’t blame you. Having this curse might not be a bad thing; this divinity is very strong…”

Her voice grew fainter. Clearly, she had still been troubled by her werewolf identity and had undoubtedly lamented her unfortunate destiny in the quiet of the night, questioning why she was the one who had to bear the curse.

“Miss Weis, this is indeed not Madam Margaret’s fault. I won’t hide it anymore. The one who sealed all the curses into the embryo back then was me,” the Archmage confessed suddenly.

I immediately felt that the scene before me was full of absurd points. Was I watching a melodramatic family drama? Or a particularly sappy one, Karina even felt awkward. Should we excuse ourselves and not get involved in their family affairs?

“But why did you do that?” the Princess also asked. She was purely curious about what her half-sister had gone through back then.

“Don’t say it!” Madam Margaret immediately shouted at the Archmage.

“I apologize, Madam Margaret. I believe Miss Weis needs to know the truth of what happened back then and make her own judgment. Everyone else needs to know too,” the Archmage said, looking around.

My trio, the Princess and Karina, along with the other six priests except for the old man, were all engrossed in the drama. Now, even if he suddenly changed his mind and didn’t want to talk, we would force him to.

“Please, tell us, Master. I will listen calmly. Mom, I have the right to know this. After all, I bore all the curses for Father, for the family, didn’t I?” Weis said. At this point, how could she accept continuing to be in the dark?

“Then I will tell you. Madam Margaret was already going into labor. Just before you were born, the curse descended. I was also facing the current predicament. Your mother was about to transform into a werewolf, and we were helpless against lycanthropes with divinity,” the Archmage explained.

“I also remember that the young Duke at the time had invited all the famous doctors in the city, as well as everyone from the Church. Not only our Seven Gods Church but even offered a bounty: whoever could save their lover would be rewarded with a Baron title,” the old man added.

Judging from the fact that Madam Margaret is still a werewolf, all attempts to treat her must have failed. How could the curse with Fenrir’s divinity be easily reversed?

We were able to save the Princess because we could force Weis to release it herself, or use a serum with similar divinity to counteract it. But the Wolf King had been dead for a long time, so where could we find any serum?

Thinking about it, the Wolf King was truly ruthless. Knowing he was going to die, he transformed his entire divinity into a curse. Because divinity is immortal, the curse would be passed down through generations forever.

The Duke’s relatives could not remain forever protected by a barrier; there would always be a time when they had to come out. This was a way to annoy you to death even if I couldn’t defeat you. This curse was unsolvable.

“Under the generous reward, a wandering traveler proposed a suggestion. He said that during his travels, he had seen a shaman from a voodoo cult who had lifted an unsolvable curse by sealing it into an embryo, thus saving a pregnant woman,” the old man recounted.

The other Seven Gods Priests frowned slightly. The voodoo cult was a notorious Central American cult, using bizarre and bloody spells, and their healing methods were always self-serving.

However, sometimes when conventional methods failed, heretical methods unexpectedly worked. Since the divine curse could not be removed, it could be transferred, but it would require sacrificing a fetus.

“The problem we faced at the time was that the divinity was unsolvable. As long as we could remove the divinity, we would have the ability to reverse the process of lycanthropy,” the Archmage stated.

“So, you chose to sacrifice me?” Weis had already guessed. After all, the curse was now within her body, so this was the chosen plan.

“At the time, only the Duke had the authority to make the decision. Our view was that if the curse was not removed, Madam Margaret would undoubtedly become a werewolf, and the child born would also be a werewolf. By sealing everything onto you, at least there was a chance to save your mother. That’s why the Duke made this decision,” the Archmage explained.

A classic medical dilemma: save the mother or the child? Although, looking at the result, neither was saved.

I thought he was actually being a bit too tactful. Given that the Fenrir legions had just wreaked havoc, people from all walks of life detested werewolves. They might have intended to sacrifice Weis directly, kill her or abandon her, to make the curse disappear forever.

“Then why is this the current outcome? Although Weis has absorbed all the curses, Madam Margaret still became a werewolf,” Karina asked, confusedly. Weis immediately stared intently at the Archmage.

At this question, the Archmage’s face showed embarrassment. He stammered and continued, “We did follow the suggestion and sealed all the curses into the fetus, and removed the werewolf virus. Everyone thought it was fine, at least Madam Margaret was saved. But unexpectedly, not long after, upon examination, we discovered that the werewolf virus had recurred.”

“We cleared it several times before realizing that the fetus had not only withstood the curse but had also fused with it exceptionally well. It had already fully transformed into a werewolf and was growing vigorously. It was already infecting the mother from the womb, causing a reversal of transformation.”

This explanation further confirmed my earlier suspicion. From the very beginning, they hadn’t planned for Weis, who was still a fetus, to survive. Otherwise, why wouldn’t they have foreseen such a possibility?

Their initial guess was likely that an undeveloped embryo could not withstand Fenrir’s curse and would surely die.

“At that time, the doctors proposed a new solution: perform a cesarean section to remove the fetus, the source of the curse, and then treat Madam Margaret. But Madam Margaret was already extremely weak and could not withstand the surgery,” the Archmage said helplessly.

“Moreover, we had already delayed Madam Margaret’s werewolf transformation process multiple times, forcing this transformation to drag on for half a year. During this period, there were several relapses, and a considerable number of her cells had irreversibly mutated into werewolf cells.”

“In the end, the doctors concluded that Madam Margaret was too weak to survive the surgery, and possibly even the childbirth. It was better to let her transform into a werewolf; at least her life could be saved.”