Fanny recounted somewhat apprehensively, “Dickson and I wanted to sell you off as quickly as we


    could, but that thing around your neck


    was an eyesore.


    “We couldn’t find a buyer. That sugilite pot glowed and had an


    engraving on its back.”


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    The engraving was a single word, but it meant neither wealth nor good fortune. It was “soul”. No one


    would dare to acquire something


    like that, much less keep it.


    Shuddering, Fanny continued, “I had an elder in our vige take a look at the thing around your neck.


    He told me it was made from something deep under the earth.


    “He imed that it was cursed and told us to get rid of it quickly. That


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