Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Negative Boundary

"What?" Tarrant glared at Katrina's palm, who refused to accept the assumption.

"Maybe the werewolf and vampire blood didn't melt into each other, and it is possible that they produced other ...... The new substance, ostensibly makes their blood action completely gone", Catrina calmly continued to chew her bread.

"You mean, Jim was wrong?"

"I'm not sure, in fact I don't know anything", Katrina licked the crumbs from the corner of her mouth, "but when I remember the morning on Gilu, they ......"

"Wait," Tarrant told her to stop talking, looking past her to the two groups of soldiers eating, "You can tell me later, and settle the breakfast problem first." ”

Katrina blinked in confusion, "Okay." ”

"I can imagine your state when you get to the gallery, leave me aside," Tarrant smeared a slice of bread and handed it to the mage.

"Really?" she took a big bite.

"Of course, that's what life is like at the Institute," Tarrant picked up again, "It's your own world." ”

"I'm full", Katrina wiped her mouth, "Would Kalpeber allow a professional mage to chat while studying?".

"But he's often not at the Institute," Tarrant said, folding the bread into small pieces and pushing it into his mouth, "there's no need to be so harsh. ”

"Seriousness is a gesture and not a show", Katrina rubbed her waist, her sleeping position last night must have been uncomfortable, "Out now?"

"Don't you think it's a little early?". Tarrant quickly settled the rest of the plate together.

"Then take an early morning walk in Wilsing," the mage stood up and walked out.

"Good, good", Tarrant chased out the door after drinking the hot water in one gulp.

The quiet morning is hardly passers-by, and the hangover town has not yet opened its eyes.

Tarrant made sure the patrol wasn't following behind, "Katrina, are you serious about the change you just said?"

"It's just my feelings. ”

There was unease hidden in her smile, and she was hiding her situation, and Tarrant continued, "What happens if the wound doesn't heal?"

"If one thing is clear, the two types of blood do disappear or produce a third substance," Catrina looked into the distance, "Jim thought it would disappear, he used two kinds of tooth juice to make it happen, and when they were mixed, they no longer affected other creatures. ”

"We should trust him," Tarrant decided to trust the "great" mage.

"I thought so at first, so I let them fuse, and they did disappear...... But we all ignore a problem, his real material is pure tooth juice, and what I have in my body is a mutated product of tooth juice and blood, and the werewolf blood I grabbed is also a mutated product, a fusion of two mutants...... Who knows. ”

Jim had said that if his formula mutated to a perfect result, he would be a normal person, with very physical strength and healing powers, was Katrina alluding to this?she was able to eat normally, she was not abnormal in the moonlight, Tarrant was not sure, how to prove that Katrina was normal?

"Jim explained the physical strength of vampires, and he thought that half of the power of vampires comes from negative energy, which is a question worth studying, negative energy, do you remember the fog void of the god of wisdom?".

Taran nodded and said, "The only remaining believers of the God of Wisdom are the ones who maintain the existence of the God of Knowledge." ”

"Yes, they sacrificed their bodies to become foggy in order to fend off the invaders, which means that at that time, the elves mastered the way to connect the main material realm and the negative material realm, and I think that vampires may be 'half-finished', and the legend about vampires believes that they are the product of betrayal of faith, which is very suitable for the magical environment of the time, and they were forced to sacrifice half of their bodies. ”

"Wisdom God's punishment?" Tarrant remembered that Wisdom was a kind elf, "he is not a ruler who encourages torture. ”

"There are so many possibilities, and the point I want to say is not here, the power of vampires and fog voids comes from the same energy, in my body...... Maybe it's this power", Catrina flipped out her palm, "I was in a pale morning and magic called back my being, and it was this feeling of nothingness that reminded me of negative energy. ”

"Fog Void?" Tarrant paused, "The wound turned you into Fog Void?"

Katrina lowered her head, "I don't think it's going to ......"

"Sue me for your thoughts," Tarrant took the mage's hand, "Is the mutation of the wound still continuing?"

"No, or not obviously," Catrina broke away and walked on.

"What are we going to do?" Tarrant asked anxiously, "Does that katana destroy negative energy? it can hit the Shadow Eater, maybe try it before your wound changes" He walked over to Katrina, "Who understands this energy? Can Jim help you?".

"Calm down," Katrina spread her hands, "let me think about it." ”

"Perhaps Kalpeber will know something," Tarrant said, "and we'll go back to the capital." ”

"Calm down, I still have time, at least it's stable now", Katrina waved her hand, "if it really turns into fog...... Will you still be with me?".

Tarrant bowed his head, "Never undone." ”

"My energy will consume you, making you a 'ghost' who has no entity in the main material realm. ”

"I know, I'll be lurking on the ground, I won't be able to find you then", Tarrant laughed miserably, could Mist Void and Shadow Eater be a couple of lovers...... they couldn't even hug each other.

A carriage drove through the street, and the coachman saw an opportunity to make money, "My lord, do you want a carriage?"

"Picture Gallery", Tarantra car door.

The carriage was about to move towards Wilsing, and the streets were getting busy, the windows along the street were opening one by one, and the noise of children was shuttling through the alleys, a bright morning.

Katrina looked out the window, the sun caressing her face, her brows locked.

Tarrant's left hand kept rubbing the bandage of his right hand, the pain in the wound had subsided but he couldn't move, he was not in the mood to enjoy the morning, a serious problem lay ahead, and he didn't know how to protect her. Wilsing's vigilantes were watching their movements, and if anything unusual came out of the table, Katrina would be taken away, and the condition of the palm of her hand was even more troublesome, a disease that had never appeared before, no one knew about it, and no one could treat it......

"Katrina," Tarrant began, "don't tell anyone about the wound, including Kira Vidon. ”

"Hmm", the mage was not suspicious.

"My lord, the gallery has arrived," the coachman jumped out of his seat to open the door for the two of them, "You may be the first to enter the gallery today." ”

A three-storey building with a dome and gold-painted walls that shine brightly in the light, soft music emanating from the gallery's main doors.

Tarrant tossed the gold coin to the waiter, "This building reminds me of the exhibition hall in Hongdu District. ”

"Go", Katrina walked straight through the door.

A lady in white casual clothes sits at the piano on the entrance side with her back to the door, and the music comes from her nimble fingertips.

Tarrant stared at the player, familiar, where he had seen it, and he slowly walked towards her.

"You're here?" the player didn't look back, his fingers dancing faster, and notes flowing around him like a clear stream in the forest.

Tarrant looked at her in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"What a coincidence", Catrina was surprised.

The player's fingers slowly fell, and the stream gradually stopped, "I'm waiting for you." ”

Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Negative Boundary