Before dawn arrived, cheers erupted in a room in Fireplace Bay Town. A bald man jumped up from his chair in excitement, almost neurotically shouting, "It worked! It worked!"
In front of him lay an open ledger, with a pile of dazzling exorcism tools next to it.
Additionally, there were three jars of inhibitors, which were already consumed, leaving a sticky black line at the corner of this disheveled man's mouth.
He gestured wildly, "The curse has been lifted!"
A woman who entered the room upon hearing the commotion looked at the man's state with a flash of disgust in her eyes, but she quickly buried her emotions. She sat across from him, crossed her legs, and asked, "You've worked hard. The higher-ups are very interested in this ledger. You're an expert in this area, and they want to hear your opinion."
"Ha! This is a trade secret. Right now, you can't find even three people on the entire continent who can separate a curse from its cursed item!"
