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On his way home, passers-by who saw him kept inviting him to their homes enthusiastically.

However, whenever they heard that he was the lord's son, their expressions changed instantly. Not only did they no longer mention being a guest, they even showed obvious disgust.

This series of experiences made Sigma very angry. He was so furious that he finally arrived at the gate of his manor.

He decided to ask his family what was going on.

When Sigma arrived at the gate of Pruk Manor, the old man who was sweeping the floor at the door heard the noise, looked up at him, and then said indifferently, "Are you here to visit the Earl? The Earl doesn't see guests. You can tell me if you have anything to say."

"Grandpa Bush, it's me, Sigma." Sigma suppressed the depression in his heart and said to the old man with a smile.

When the old man heard Sigma's words, he was stunned for a moment, then walked forward, squinting his eyes as he looked up and down at Sigma's handsome face. Then he rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, "Are you Master Sigma? Are you kidding me? Master Sigma is not as good-looking as you."

Sigma's mouth twitched slightly, and he said helplessly, "I'm really Sigma, Grandpa Bush, please listen to my voice, and look, this is my token."

As he spoke, he took out the Pruk family's token again and handed it to the old man.

The old man named Bush still looked unconvinced. He shook his head repeatedly and said, "Don't lie to me. Young Master Sigma is nothing like you. He's so ugly, like a rat, with a face full of pits and a stutter. He's nowhere near as handsome and dignified as you."

Sigma couldn't help but twitch his lips again when he heard Bush Sr. describe his past appearance so mercilessly.

He quickly explained, "I really am Sigma, Grandpa Bush. My face was healed at the Arcane Academy."

To convince Bush Sr., Sigma continued, "Grandpa Bush, do you remember? When you were young, you secretly hid a bottle of fine wine in the stable. The old housekeeper discovered it and punished you to clean the stables for a month. And that time, you dozed off in the garden and accidentally fell into the pond, getting soaked like a drowned rat. I don't think anyone else knows about these things except me."

When Bush Sr. heard Sigma talk about his past, his face instantly turned very ugly.

He first widened his eyes in horror, then quickly opened the door of the manor, covered Sigma's mouth with his hand, and said in panic: "Master, please don't say anything."

After saying this, he looked at Sigma in shock and stammered, "You...you really are the young master. My God, you actually cured the lord's genetic disease. This is simply a miracle."

It turns out that the Prucker family has always had a terrible genetic disease.

The offspring infected with this strange disease will look extremely ugly for various bizarre reasons.

Some children even have limbs of different lengths, and some have bumps on their bodies.

In order to improve the appearance of future generations, each generation of the Pruk family would marry the most beautiful woman in the territory, hoping to use their excellent genes to fight the disease.

Unfortunately, however, this disease was like a vicious curse that tightly entangled the Pruk family, and no matter how many methods they tried, they could not eradicate it.

Every member of the Pruk family regards solving this problem as their lifelong goal.

Old Bush looked at Sigma with surprise and admiration, "Oh my, I didn't expect that you are so handsome now, Third Master. Is this really what you looked like before? Tsk tsk tsk tsk, if the old man knew about this, he would be so happy."

After hearing this, Sigma raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile.

He then looked around the manor, and the familiar sight made him feel a sense of familiarity.

Then he turned to Bush Sr. and asked, "Where are my father and the others? And where is my sister?"

Old Bush quickly replied, "The Lord has taken the eldest and second young masters, as well as the young lady, to attend Viscount Balen's dinner. Third young master, I have good news for you. The curse on our Pruk family has been broken! The Lord, your two brothers, and the young lady have all become more handsome."

Sigma couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he heard the news.

You know, this curse has been lingering in their family for a long time, like a heavy mountain, making every generation breathless.

Unexpectedly, it was cracked in this generation.

Sigmar knew that it was because of the power of the Lord of Plague that the curse on him was dispelled.

But as the curse was lifted, his appearance gradually became somewhat similar to that of the Lord of Plague.

He couldn't help but wonder inwardly, how did his father and the others break the curse?

But Sigma didn't dwell on this issue too much. After all, breaking the curse was indeed a great thing for the family.

He handed the luggage to Bush Sr. and said, "Grandpa Bush, please ask the cook to prepare some food. I'm tired and hungry from the journey. Also, ask someone to prepare the bath water for me. I want to wash myself properly."

Bush nodded quickly and said, "Okay, Third Young Master, don't worry, I'll make the arrangements right away."

At night, the night sky was like a piece of black silk, gently enveloping the entire manor.

The manor was quiet and peaceful at night, and the moonlight sprinkled on the garden paths, creating a faint silver glow.

Sigma stood alone in his room, looking out the window at the brightly lit town.

On the streets, pedestrians come and go, laughter and chatter are heard everywhere, and the signs of various shops are flashing attractively under the lights.

Listening to the bustling sounds outside, Sigma couldn't help but sigh, "What a vibrant city."

At this moment, a faint smell quietly drifted through the air.

The smell made Sigma feel familiar. Before he could think carefully about it, he saw a gorgeously decorated and noble carriage slowly driving towards him on the marble road.

The carriage was pulled by four tall and strong horses, and the horses' hooves hit the ground, making a crisp "clatter" sound.

When Sigma saw this scene, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

He strode to the window, pushed it open without hesitation, and stood on the edge of the windowsill.

Then he opened his arms, turned around, as if to embrace the entire sky, and leaned back.

Sigma's body fell rapidly from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

However, just as he was about to land, a purple-black magical power quickly enveloped his entire body like a surging tide.

At this moment, he was like a ghost, floating lightly in the air. He slowly floated towards the road and finally landed steadily on the ground.

Sigma felt helpless as he felt the purple-black magic power lingering around his body.

He felt that his personality seemed to be unconsciously influenced by the Lord of Plague.

In the past, he never thought that one day he would "go downstairs" in such a strange and even weird way.