First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System-Chapter 279: Elixir

Orion chuckled, gently shaking his head in mild amusement before beginning his recount of the intense battle and the subsequent months spent unconscious, thoroughly explaining the details with patient clarity.

Seraph listened quietly, her gentle gaze never leaving his face, genuinely absorbed in his recounting of events, emotions flowing clearly within her expressive emerald eyes—concern, admiration, worry, and ultimately relief that he had returned safely to her side.

They continued chatting comfortably for a while, enjoying the gentle warmth and quiet companionship they had both missed deeply.

Eventually, Orion’s expression turned quietly serious, his gaze thoughtful yet gently determined as he looked directly into Seraph’s eyes.

With careful deliberation, he softly asked the question that had lingered unspoken for so long, "Seraph, now that you can speak again, I wanted to ask you something important. Are you afflicted with any kind of curse?"

Seraph immediately hesitated, her slender fingers nervously tightening around the edges of her gown.

After a moment of quiet internal struggle, she exhaled softly, finally nodding gently in affirmation. Her voice was quiet, her expression carrying faint sadness, "Yes..."

Orion nodded calmly, his expression kind yet determined as he carefully retrieved the Three Lives Morning Dew from his inventory, gently placing the exquisite treasure upon the table before her.

The small vial shimmered faintly under the sunlight, exuding a gentle, calming energy.

"This is a special treasure," Orion explained gently, his voice filled with hopeful sincerity. "It can heal nearly any injury and even possesses powerful curse-removal properties. Why don’t you try using it? Perhaps it might help you."

Seraph gazed quietly at the exquisite vial for a long moment, her emerald eyes reflecting uncertainty and a gentle sense of awe.

Slowly, she raised her gaze, meeting Orion’s earnest, reassuring eyes. She shook her head softly, her voice hesitant yet sincere, "This... is too... precious for me."

Orion laughed out loud, the clear, joyful sound filling the room with comforting warmth as he gently shook his head.

His eyes sparkled playfully yet genuinely affectionate as he responded warmly, "You’re far more precious to me than this little elixir, Seraph. Please, just try it. I’m not entirely sure how effective it’ll be, but we have nothing to lose."

Her heart swelled gently at his sincere words, warmth spreading pleasantly through her entire body.

A gentle smile finally returned to her face, genuine and filled with trust, as she slowly reached toward the vial, fingers gently wrapping around it.

She carefully held it close, her emerald eyes meeting Orion’s gaze, clearly expressing quiet gratitude and trust. With a soft nod, she gently whispered, "Then... I’ll try... Thank you, Orion."

Orion nodded gently, observing Seraph as she carefully uncorked the delicate vial. The gentle scent of morning dew and blooming flowers drifted softly through the air, filling the room with a comforting fragrance.

Orion’s gaze remained fixed on Seraph’s emerald eyes, steady and reassuring, silently encouraging her to proceed.

Holding the vial with delicate fingers, Seraph inhaled softly, steeling her nerves. Her gentle eyes locked briefly with Orion’s once more, absorbing the quiet reassurance he offered.

She tilted the vial upward, the crystal-clear liquid flowing smoothly past her lips as she emptied its contents in a single, determined gulp.

Both Orion and Seraph fell into silence, eyes gently locked onto each other, waiting breathlessly for the elixir’s effects to manifest.

For several moments, nothing appeared to happen, the gentle warmth of sunlight the only sensation lingering in the silent room. Orion’s brows furrowed slightly, anxiety beginning to creep into his heart, wondering if perhaps he’d raised Seraph’s hopes prematurely.

Just as he was about to speak, a sudden surge of powerful vitality abruptly radiated from Seraph’s slender form. It washed through the room in tangible waves of intense life energy, vibrant and rejuvenating, causing Orion’s eyes to widen slightly in surprise and awe.

Seraph’s body instinctively rose from her seat, standing shakily as her entire form began visibly regenerating.

Orion watched in astonishment as every tiny scar that marred her once delicate skin faded rapidly, vanishing completely and leaving behind flawlessly pristine, porcelain-like skin glowing with a healthy shade.

The marks on her hands, remnants of a painful past, smoothed away before his eyes, her body visibly growing stronger, healthier, and more vibrant with each passing second.

A soft gasp of astonishment and relief escaped Orion’s lips, marveling at the miraculous changes manifesting before him.

He could clearly sense the powerful life force coursing through her body, gently revitalizing every inch of her.

However, just as hope bloomed warmly in Orion’s heart, the energy from the elixir seemed to encounter a stubborn resistance—an invisible, immovable barrier deep within Seraph’s very soul.

The elixir’s power strained visibly, fiercely attempting to dissolve the mysterious curse binding Seraph, yet despite its best efforts, the curse remained resolutely unmoved, unyielding against the relentless assault of powerful healing energy.

Seraph’s breathing quickened softly, her eyes flickering briefly with confusion and uncertainty. A tremble passed through her slender frame, the resistance clearly taking a toll on her.

Orion’s expression instantly shifted into one of worry and concern, his heart clenching tightly as he saw the healing power of the elixir slowly receding in defeat, unable to pierce through the unyielding wall of the curse.

In the depths of Orion’s Sea of Consciousness, Asteraxa’s gentle, melodic voice resonated clearly, tinged with solemnity and seriousness:

[This curse... It’s not simple at all, Orion. Ordinary methods, even treasures like the Three Lives Morning Dew, won’t be enough. You need to identify precisely what kind of curse it is and then use very specific, potent materials tailored explicitly to counter it.]

Orion’s expression hardened determinedly, absorbing her words as frustration surged within his chest.

His fists clenched tightly at his sides, his mind already racing to figure out the next course of action. However, before he could respond further, his attention was urgently redirected toward Seraph as the elixir’s effects dissipated rapidly.

Seraph’s delicate frame abruptly swayed, her emerald eyes fluttering briefly before gently falling closed as unconsciousness claimed her.

Orion instantly surged forward with swift movements, strong arms encircling her slender body and carefully catching her as she collapsed gracefully into his embrace.

Holding her gently, Orion’s concerned gaze softened as he carefully examined her now-perfectly pristine and luminous skin.

Her delicate face, framed by cascades of silken emerald hair, radiated quiet serenity and vulnerability, making his heart tighten gently within his chest.

In that brief moment, Orion was reminded once more that Seraph’s beauty far surpassed any other he had ever encountered.

Realizing quickly that Seraph had simply fainted from exhaustion and strain rather than genuine harm, Orion released a soft breath of relief.

Carefully lifting her in his arms, he moved quietly toward her bed, laying her gently upon its soft surface with utmost care. He thoughtfully tucked the warm blankets snugly around her, ensuring her comfort.

As Orion gently brushed a stray strand of emerald hair away from her peaceful face, his mind filled with quiet contemplation. Seraph’s peaceful expression deeply moved him, strengthening his determination to free her from the relentless curse imprisoning her life.

His voice resonated quietly within his Sea of Consciousness, directed toward Asteraxa as he asked, ’Asteraxa, you seem knowledgeable about curses. Can you sense anything specific about Seraph’s curse?’

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