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Kamistella sighed softly. Despite her love for her own power, she didn't particularly want anyone to see it.
"So, the results are in, Master Asmidul," the Lunarian frowned. "My colleague's report has been fully confirmed. You have a quite powerful cursed aura. Your house also has one, but it's less significant, probably transferred from you, but keep in mind that the latter statement is just a theory, put together 'roughly'. Considering all of the above, what can you tell me now?"
Just in case, Kamistella stood in a slightly more combat-ready pose, fearing that the young man would suddenly exclaim "death to the living, glory to the dead!" and start fighting for himself and the Haranian Empire. Although he clearly didn't possess magic and didn't have significant physical strength.