Gray moved very fast. At the moment when Arlo fell, he threw the cake and quickly came to her to catch her without letting her fall directly to the ground.

"Arlo!" Mary Pherson exclaimed, and the stone table was almost overturned by her golden wings.

"Calm down!" Gray shouted in a low voice. A magic flying blanket opened and hugged Princess Arlo on it.

Mary Pherson rushed over and shouted to Arlo, but she was in a deep sleep and could no longer respond to her cry.

"How is it possible that we have clearly connected her to the forest. There is no loom here. How can there be a spindle?" Mary fisson couldn't believe that all their efforts were so weak in the face of this result.

"And she didn't touch anything. She just ate the quick cake. It has nothing to do with the curse. How could it be like this?" Mary fisson was so worried that her voice was tinged with tears.

But they both knew that the smell that had just erupted was definitely the smell of curse. Even if Mary fisson lost her strength, she could feel it. That was the curse she had put on.

However, how could it be? She has brought Aloha back to the forest. She can't touch the medium of curse.

Mary fisson felt a little dizzy. If her strength were still there, she wouldn't be so desperate as now.

But now she had lost her strength, and even if Arlo was taken to Moore forest without touching anything related to the loom, the curse took effect.

In Mary Pherson's view, it is clear that God is telling her that the curse will take effect, and she will never be able to lift it.

No matter how strong the manpower is, how can it fight with heaven and fate?

"Dumb!" The crow cried anxiously. The cake on the branch fell to the ground. He didn't feel it. His eyes looked at Arlo sadly.

"What is this?" Gray found a trace of blood on Arlo's waist, gently took a wooden needle out of her belt and handed it to Mary Pherson.

"This is a spindle. Although it is only part of it, it obviously meets the conditions for Arlo to fall asleep." Mary Pherson recognized it and answered mechanically.

"This thing shouldn't be in Moore forest." Gray frowned. In his expectation, even if the fate of Arlo receiving the curse could not be changed, it should not be realized in this almost rogue way.

When he brought Arlo back, he checked her. She definitely didn't have this thing, but now there are more. It's very abnormal, just like it appeared out of thin air.

Mary fisson also knew that it was not normal for this thing to appear here. You know, Stephen ordered the destruction of looms all over the country.

And she just picked up Arlo, but she happened to get a spindle needle in the forest, which made people feel that it was deliberately arranged.

Mary Pherson suddenly looked up at gray. "Arlo won't wipe food oil stains on her clothes. She must have been under the control of a curse just now."

Gray nodded gently. There is cream on normal hands. Either lick it directly or find something to wipe it. Few people will wipe it on their clothes. Mary Pherson said that Arlo wouldn't do that. She obviously doesn't belong to that few people.

It shows that this is indeed the control or induction of the curse, which makes her make some unreasonable behaviors to achieve the curse.

"What shall we do? Arlo's curse can only be lifted by the kiss of true love." Mary Pherson looked into Arlo's eyes, revealing deep regret and despair.

She doesn't think there is true love in this world. At first, the so-called true love lifted the curse, but only teased Stephen, so that he could feel the taste of despair after hoping.

Where is she going to find something she doesn't believe to lift the curse for Arlo?

"I was wrong. I was blinded by resentment and revenge. I made such a mistake and hurt you."

Mary feisen remorsefully said that at this moment, she would rather go back to that time and watch Stephen grow up happily with her than curse again.

But time can't go back, everything is irreparable.

Strong guilt and remorse flooded her.

After eating the cake, the elf was ready to come back and see if there was anything left for him. As soon as he came back, he saw Arlo fall. Gray and Mary fisson sighed and frowned around Arlo.

"Master, you should have a way?" Carlisle stared at the sleeping Arlo for a moment, turned his head to gray and said.

Gray could help the beast solve the curse before. Although they finally lifted the curse with true love, gray undoubtedly had mastered the method of extracting the curse of separation.

But gray shook his head. "It's useless. I've seen it. The curse in Arlo's body is entrenched in her brain. It's very difficult to extract it. If you're not careful, you'll hurt her."

Gray decided to tell Mary fisson how to lift the curse. He didn't say it just now. In fact, he wanted to study the curse, but now he can't find anything. He'd better tell her directly.

Moreover, Arlo left a wooden needle. There is a strong curse on this game. If you want to study it, you can study it directly.

"Gray, why don't you try." Mary fisson said suddenly, with a trace of expectation in her eyes.

Obviously, she was in a hurry to go to the doctor. Obviously, Gray said she couldn't. She also wanted him to try whether he could kiss the princess to wake up.

Gray moved for a moment, then refused directly. When a girl fell asleep and kissed her, he always felt a trace of obscenity.

Although Mary Pherson asked him to save people, he knew that kissing her would have no effect, and he also knew who should kiss her to wake her up. It was really obscene to promise at this time.

He is not without women. He not only has women, but also all of them are beautiful. Why should he do such a thing?

"Mary Pherson, why don't you try giving her a kiss yourself?" Gray said, pretending to be thoughtful.

"You used to curse her, but you've been taking care of her. You really treat her as your own daughter. Isn't this true love?"

"Shouldn't true love be between men and women?" Mary feisen asked suspiciously that this is everyone's habitual thinking. When it comes to true love, everyone thinks of the love between men and women, not other feelings.

"Love between men and women can have true love, but if you love an enemy's child so much, I think this is also a kind of true love." Gray nodded solemnly.

Besides Mary fisson, he could not think of anyone who could lift Arlo's curse.

Arlo's father can't. He obviously won't have true love for anyone. Even if there is love, it can't rise to the level of true love.

Three elves can't. They are born with few roots. Even if they live together for 16 years, he doesn't think they will have true love for her, because their care for Arlo is more like a task, a task to take care of her until she reaches adulthood.

Mary Pherson hesitated for two seconds, looked down at Arlo and bent down slowly.

A dead horse is regarded as a living horse doctor. Whether you succeed or not, you always have to try.

Mary Pherson's lips touched Arlo's lips. In order to increase her success rate, she chose to kiss her lips rather than her forehead.

"Please wake up. I am willing to make atonement for my actions and let you punish me." Mary Pherson, holding her hand tightly, stared at Arlo with tears in her eyes.