Henry Clark hurriedly imitated the gestures recorded in the book, nodding solemnly: "I accept your oath. The contract will take effect from the moment I lift the curse for you, and will end the moment you fulfill your oath."

Hamlet put her index finger in her mouth and sucked on it for a moment, her beautiful eyes glancing sideways at the fat man Todd, saying with a half-smile, "One more thing, fatty—if you talk to me like that in any other situation, I will kill you without hesitation, then give your soul to Sleep, and for a long time after, I will happily watch your soul be burned by the dark fire."

Todd snorted, puffed out his chest, and strode to hide behind Henry Clark.

Henry Clark ignored the squabbling between the two, carefully reviewing his own 'treatment plan.' After confirming there were no issues, he ordered Derek: "Give up partial control of your body. I want that seed to control your head—I want to meet it. But your body must remain under your own control. I don't want it suddenly shooting a damn arrow at me while I'm breaking the curse!"

Derek was taken aback, but despite his doubts, he did as Henry Clark said, slowly closing his eyes. The seed's power was still weak, so as long as he wished, he could take back control of his body at any time. Amid a wave of sensual shudders, Hamlet's expression suddenly twisted. After a moment, she opened her eyes, her gaze filled with confusion and deep resentment, staring fixedly at Henry Clark.

Henry Clark's treatment plan was extremely simple. Since it was two inseparable souls fighting over one body, he might as well just put one of them to sleep—hypnotize the damn thing, and problem solved!

The seed took control of Hamlet's head, glaring fiercely at Henry Clark. It was inside Derek's body and knew everything happening outside. With a sneer, it said to Henry Clark, "You plan to lift the curse? Tsk tsk, a useless waste with no magical fluctuations wants to break the most powerful curse in the dark sequence?"

Henry Clark smiled and nodded, his voice turning gentle and warm: "What's your name?"

"I'm your daddy!!"

At the start of hypnosis, the most important thing is to make the patient feel a sense of belonging and security. So usually, at the beginning, the hypnotist will echo the patient's words and slowly guide their thoughts onto the treatment track.

Damn, Henry Clark was so angry his nose was crooked. He'd learned hypnosis from books, and though he'd used it a few times, he'd only had a handful of chances to practice. Now he was faced with a patient who called himself 'your daddy'—how the hell was he supposed to echo that? The little lunatic was from a psychiatric hospital, not a professional hypnotist, so he just cursed right back: "I'm your daddy! Fuck!"

"￥%@@#$%……"

"&&%￥#**#……%*&*%"

...Henry Clark and the seed started cursing at each other face to face, spittle flying all over each other's faces. Todd watched from the side, full of confidence as he looked at Lord Achilles. The wonders of the magical world were truly beyond the understanding of a lowly knight.

In the cursing match, Henry Clark had the upper hand. The other side could only repeat words like pig, dog, bastard, and so on, but Henry Clark was different. Five thousand years of culture had accumulated countless brilliant phrases that could infuriate even aliens, and with his impressive eloquence, he could almost effortlessly translate them into the current language, gleefully hurling them back.

Under Henry Clark's barrage of spit and insults, the seed was almost unable to fight back. Its pretty face turned black and purple with rage, and finally it shrieked, "I'm so pissed off! You bastard!" Suddenly, it let out a piercing scream, then bit down hard, biting through its own tongue. A jet of blood shot out from its mouth like lightning, spraying straight at the little lunatic!

Henry Clark didn't even see what was coming out of the other's mouth before the sharp blood arrow struck him right between the eyebrows. With a strange cry, he crashed to the ground!

Todd was startled by the sudden turn of events and hurriedly jumped to Henry Clark's side, only to see Henry Clark's face covered in blood, a vertical gash cut open between his brows by the sharp blood arrow, with blood flowing nonstop. Todd was about to angrily curse Hamlet, but unexpectedly, Henry Clark suddenly burst out laughing, grabbed the fat man for support as he struggled to stand up, and pointed triumphantly at Hamlet's nose, shouting, "Damn it, you lost! You can't out-curse me!"

"Bullshit! Ignorant, lowly human, how dare you insult the great dark mage Benito Mussolini..."

"What, your name is Benito Mussolini? That really is a name that symbolizes cruelty and bloodshed. Fine, your power is beyond doubt—even people in another plane still remember your brutality." Henry Clark's voice suddenly softened. The little lunatic, feeling he'd won the argument, was in a fantastic mood, and immediately remembered his mission. Ignoring the blood on his face, he began the hypnosis again.

The seed named Benito Mussolini was stunned. Dark creatures had always prided themselves on cruelty and bloodshed. Just now, it had been so furious during the argument that it wanted to bash its own head in, but now, hearing the other side sincerely 'praise' it, it felt an indescribable pleasure. With a snort, it said, "So, you also know my authority is unquestionable, my coldness..."