"Lingote." The red balloon floated in front of his eyes, "Stop hiding. This is not the time for you to hide and seek. We have serious things to deal with."
Hitarian remained motionless. "Huji said it's going to hurt a lot."
"It's just a moment, like being pricked by a needle. It proves that your nerves are fine. You won't feel anything again until it's over. Pain is a necessary link to prove that your body is still sound." The weird expert told her, "I'm not going to lie to you. In the future, you will learn from your mentor that the potion you drink is enough to anesthetize your whole body. Okay, come out quickly and don't make me angry."
Hitarian didn't believe it, but just like the previous job transfer ceremony, her opinion was useless. Right now, Mr. Oz is still friendly and willing to communicate, but if he is really pissed off, Shitarian does not doubt that he will be as angry as "Tattooed" Jizuk. Then I will be really unlucky. After all, an apprentice was not qualified to bargain with a law wizard, so she obeyed obediently.
The eccentric expert turned around when he saw Hitarian's figure. "You're not allowed to touch anything. This stupid bird only says stupid things, otherwise it wouldn't be here a long time ago. Tell me, did you even hear that?"
"I'm sorry, sir, I heard you. I didn't touch anything, but Huji talked to me..."
"You are too curious and your thoughts are wandering around, so you are caught by it." The weird expert said angrily, "This thing is a liar."
The raven flapped its wings to show dissatisfaction. But it didn't dare to open its mouth to refute.
"But, Your Excellency, I do feel pain, and I still need to drink the potion."
"Lingott?"
"Yes, Your Excellency."
"Don't talk back when I'm angry. Remember?"
Hitarian really wanted to apply magic to soothe his spirit, so that he wouldn't have to worry about the wrath of the law wizard... Fortunately, she still had her sense and didn't really implement it, otherwise what she would have to face now would be more than just a rebuke. . "I remember, Your Excellency," Hitarian replied quietly.
"I know you will be afraid." Oz Cranky opened the metal door. "The unknown is always full of fear. But the wizard is a pioneer who breaks down superstition and the unknown. Hitarian, it will be your job to defeat fear. , there is no way to escape.”
Escape is not an option. Witk the Northman said the same thing to Shitarian. On the eve of the canonization, he stroked the red hair on the back of her head and encouraged her. "Be brave, Hitarian. There are people in Byrne waiting for your return." She embarked on the journey and faced dangers. During this period, it was difficult to say that his encouragement had no effect. I cannot run away, I am the Nightingale of Byrne, a member of the Order. I applaud them. I also have Ruth.
Hitarian gritted his teeth and nodded.
But no matter what preparations she made in advance, when the incident came, she still found it unbearable. Bizarre experts have made magic patterns cling to a lounge chair, giving it magical transformations. Layers of velvet are covered with soft spots like knitting. They are like simple patterns, integrated with the chair. Hitarian drank the anesthetic potion and lay on it with a feeling of trepidation. To be honest, she was more nervous now than when she accepted the second job transfer ceremony.
"Relax, you even made it through the job transfer, it's just a small thing." Mr. Cranky also mentioned the last test. He seemed completely unfazed. "This is a normal test, safe and guaranteed."
Not last time, Shitarion thought. She accepted one transfer, but "Tattooed" Jizuk asked her to do a second one. That's the danger. Even someone like her, whose theoretical knowledge is not as good as that of an apprentice, understands that a mysterious creature cannot have two professions. The mysterious profession determines the path of the future, and no one can take two paths at the same time. Mortals can wear many hats because they don't use fire as collateral.
Compared with Jizzook, "weird expert" Ozzie Cranky is actually much friendlier. At least Hitarian doesn't have to worry about facing inhumane experiments anymore. Maybe I should be grateful to him. But some people won't make their true intentions clear and make people flinch. Ozzie Cranky and Jizzook may have the same purpose... Her situation has not changed.
Hitarian opened his eyes wide, waiting for the unknown pain to hit him. She was often pricked by needles while knitting, but never once was the pain so great that she rolled off her chair. "What is the test this time?" At least Jizuk will not hide the content of the experiment.
"The impact of fire intensity on professions. These magic patterns come from the Oath Keepers Alliance's alchemy item 'Ring of Night', and there is no doubt about its effect."
"I've never heard of the 'Ring of Night.'" Kitarian whispered.
"Oh, no way, the mysterious realm is too far away from mortals. You are from Eastman, you should know the Tower Ring, right? The Night Ring is the blueprint for all Tower Rings and the origin of rune life magic. It records the alchemy It can’t be wrong.”
"It will only hurt?"
"In fact, it can improve your body's tolerance in a short period of time." Cranky told her, "The instantaneous burst of magic power will improve physical fitness, but if you want to maintain this state for a long time, not only will the magic power consumption increase significantly, It will also cause damage to bones and muscles. Therefore, exercise cannot be ignored. To be honest, Lingot, we don’t have time to wait for you to practice hard for half a month so that you can have the physique of a normal mystic."
“Can witchcraft shorten the process?”
"The purpose of witchcraft is to explore the truth, not to turn people into warriors. But alchemy can." The weird expert knocked on the back of his chair. "The previous versions of the magic pattern brought about a nightmare experience, but it is much better now. We will not really start the experiment until you recover. There is no need to worry about safety or effectiveness."
Ozzie Cranky came closer with his balloon and shook his arm. Hitarian saw a handkerchief balled up. "You'll have to bite it later, or watch your tongue." She swallowed. "It will take twenty minutes for the drug to wear off. I will set the time. It will hurt again at the end to prevent your body from being destroyed by the electric current... Don't move around and wait until you adapt before getting off the ground. Do you understand?"
"I remember." These were Hitarian's last words. She bit the towel.
Ozzy Cranky, the eccentric expert, stood by the armrest, his head lowered, his eyes full of inquiry. Hitarian felt like he wasn't looking at her. This was just the beginning, she thought, what would a real experiment look like? How related is fire to career? In other words, what exactly is "Confessions"? The wizards of the school want to study it, but the tome has been lost and they only have me. I'm far more valuable than Huggie locked up in a warehouse. "Here we come." the Law Wizard reminded.
Electricity penetrated her limbs, and Hitarian clenched her fists suddenly, but she felt that her fingers moved on their own. Sharp pain scratched on the skin, from head to toe, spreading to every inch of the body. I should cast some soothing magic on myself. Her vision went blank.
But the pain is fleeting.
When the pain disappeared, Kitarian's tears hadn't even had time to fall. It really only lasted a moment, but she didn't want to experience it again. Lucia was on top, and the agony of the end awaited her. Tears failed to slide down her face. She realized that she was sweating and the surface of the soft cushion was already completely wet.
"The potion worked," Lord Cranky said. He took off his hat, revealing a head of curly hair. But it was the crimson balloon that caught Kitarian's eye. "Thank God, your body did not reject the ingredients of the electric shock. When I searched for information, I found a few accident records. Most of them belong to the previous incomplete versions, but there are always new accidents... You are losing feeling. , very good. Even if you retain a little bit of pain sensation, you may pass out from the pain. Exercise is such a life-threatening thing, Lingot. You don't have to suffer this."
Hitarian could not answer him. She felt herself floating slowly, almost looking down to see the missing body. A wonderful feeling, as if my soul had left my body. She tried to loosen her fist, but her fingers were still obedient. Soon she noticed her fingertips were bleeding. The pain just now caused her to break her nails.
"You can sleep for a while, good girl." The eccentric expert suggested in a soft tone. "I will wake you up in time. Go to sleep, child." His eyes were focused on her again, not on some insubstantial thing. . "Trust me, Hitarian, you will not be harmed. To me, you are the Norn of Truth."
…
Fluorescence floated on the river, as if the reflections of stars were rising above the water. The reeds on both sides of the bank were as quiet as a picture scroll, creating cascading shadows in the snow-white moonlight, seeming to cover up the assassin's traces.
Uriel glanced across the side of the ship, estimating where the enemy might sneak into. The sailboats of the Paperclip Mercenary Group are about the same size as the ships in Knights Bay, and their speed is not inferior, but the disadvantage is that they require manned patrols.
"So fast?" Sita said softly, "How did they put it on?"
"The Honey Territory is the center of the kingdom, the core area of the Church of Gaia. There are more nightingales there than Danlao, and they are more difficult to deal with." Dalton replied, "I'm afraid they have been waiting by the river for a long time." The cursed sword was He had it in his hand, and he was ready.
"Anyway, we've already made them wait an extra day, which is fine. I suggest taking another week off to teach them to wait until they run out of patience."
Who doesn’t want to wait for work? Unfortunately, things often backfire. Dark clouds covered the Broken Moon, bringing a brief silence. In the darkness, everyone was on full alert to guard against possible assassination... Fortunately, it did not appear. The enemy was very patient, Uriel realized, and a week was probably not enough.
He jumped from the railing and returned to the wet deck. "We don't have time to waste, York." Uriel said, "I wish I could cross the distance through the shuttle station, but it's a pity that Captain Balthazar never installed a ladder in his temporary station. It would be great if I could borrow the Star Gap. "
"Dream on" the ring disdained to comment.
Croita's matrix array can transport them to their destination in an instant, even across Binya Io. The White Envoy originally held the key to it, but Uriel didn't know who was on duty now. In short, borrowing the ladder from the high tower is now a delusion, and the apprentice has no intention of implementing it.
"Of course, if we can carry the ladder with us, why do we need to stay temporarily?" The poet laughed, but no one responded. He could only lower his voice unhappily, "We are so close to the church's headquarters, so obviously the other party doesn't need a ladder, right?"
