Chapter 162: Hidden Dangers
Banabe struggles with the negative effects of the potion, and the mermaid's song echoes the harmonica, forming a tug-of-war with the effects of the potion.
Banabe had a little regret that he should have waited until he had fully digested the Facelings, instead of risking his promotion like he was now.
Thankfully, Esther's harmonica still helps......
Suddenly, another heavy and frantic consciousness overwhelmed Banabe's mind, flooding into his body almost unhindered, constantly harmonizing with the frantic writhing flesh buds, making Banabe's body stiffer and stiffer, and he almost lost his presence.
But when he felt that his consciousness was on the verge of collapse, the terrifying sense of oppression suddenly lightened.
He immediately seized this opportunity and quickly stabilized his spirit and spirit body, and his body quickly stabilized and returned to normal.
His joints and limbs gradually softened, and he was so stiff that he barely belonged to himself.
Banabe opened his eyes, and realized that the mermaids had stopped singing, and the harmonica sound had disappeared.
The surroundings were excessively quiet, and the mermaids were all gone, quietly hiding deeper into the mist.
The bright red harmonica was falling next to the Night Emblem, and it seemed to be painted or something, outlining a golden heart, but the edges had fallen off a little because of the scratching.
Esther's right hand was gray and black, with black flesh surging under her skin, and her left hand was gripping her right wrist tightly, preventing the black right hand from reaching out to her right eye.
"Help......" Esther endured the pain of her right eyebrow being almost punctured, and held back such a word.
Banabe subconsciously stretched out his left hand, grabbed the night emblem suddenly, and tapped his right hand on his knee, instantly turning on his spiritual vision.
He saw a dense mass of thin silver threads extending from the top of Esther's head and connecting into the void, except for a black thread wriggling on her right arm.
Is her spirit thread silver?
At the same time as Banabe was puzzled, he was also infusing the spirit madness into the badge, and the rich dark power escaped, and even without Banabe's control at all, it gathered on Esther's body.
Banabe, with two minds, grabbed the black spirit thread entangled in Esther's right hand.
The moment he gripped the thread, his spiritual instincts let out a frantic scream of warning, which sent Banabe shudder and cut off contact with the spirit thread.
However, the instantaneous stiffness of that arm made Esther's headache dissipate most of it, and she was given a chance to breathe.
The power of "Sleep" enveloped her indiscriminately, but only the flesh buds that tried to burrow out of her skin were affected.
Spots of light exploded from between Esther's hair and surged toward her right arm, and as the dots rolled, the black worms that had been surging in her blood gradually gathered and were driven towards her hand.
Esther's left hand pulled out the "Logan's Claw" from the satchel, and with a swipe on the stiff palm of her right hand, a black worm with a half-virtual and half-solid body was torn and dragged out by the converging points of light, and landed at the bottom of the boat.
The mutation in her right hand vanished in an instant.
Ignoring the wound on her hand, Esther put her hands together and the "Pale Bone Nail" fell, piercing the worm that was tumbling and trying to get close to her body, leaving a very shallow pit at the bottom of the ship.
As the black worm dissolved into a phantom and dissipated into the air, the tip of the bone sword returned to its whiteness.
As soon as Esther's right arm returned to normal, Banabe immediately stopped infusing the Night Emblem with spirituality, lest his newly stabilized spirituality get out of control again:
"That bug, what's that?"
Banabe had seen the transparent "Spirit Worm" and knew that it was the basis of the high-level ability of the "Fortune Teller", which was used to transform secret puppets and create clones, which was an extension of the mythical form of the "Fortune Teller".
But this pure black form, as if it had been subjected to intense pollution, made it difficult for him to discern what it was.
"I don't know, maybe it's some kind of malice with a strong sense of malice," Esther put away her bone swords and let them turn back into patterns between her hands, "it's disgusting......
As if she had been aroused some terrible disgust instinct, but without any clear memories coming back, Esther could only attribute the source of this feeling to Zoya's head.
Banabe watched as Esther put all the points of light back on her head and the strangely shaped knife back into her satchel, Banabe's mind was racing:
"You stole it from me?"
"Because you seem to have been affected by my playing, I used stealing, and I ended up stealing something terrible."
Banabe shook his head, "I owe you a favor. β
"Don't be, I can't afford your favor." Esther rubbed her palm with her thumb, and the wound she had just cut had healed quickly, and there was not much blood oozing.
She looked at her pale right arm, suspecting that some of the blood had been absorbed by the black worm, which had been only half cut but had become whole after being driven out by Esther.
That's not good.
Banabe, however, looked very determined, his face was as serious as Esther had never seen before, and he no longer had that pompous and proud look:
"This is what I owe you, it's something outside of our deal. It was I who was too impatient to rush to promotion without thoroughly digesting the potion.
"When I felt out of control, your performance stabilized my spirit, but it seemed that something else suddenly popped up...... It should be the bug you stole from. β
Esther always felt that this matter had nothing to do with her, but it was difficult to understand why, if Zoya was still close enough to her, maybe she could answer her doubts.
Esther picked up the harmonica on the floor, carefully tugged at the corner of her coat to wipe it clean, took the Night Emblem from Banabe's hand, and put everything back in her satchel before she sat back on the bow of the boat.
Her eyebrows finally stopped hurting: "That's it, I owe it first, to be honest, it is likely that you are under my influence." β
Banabe finished packing up the box where the potion materials were stored before, and flirted with his bangs, his face quickly changed, and he changed back to Barney: "Don't look at me like this, I'm not one who will shirk responsibility." It's something I've missed, I'll admit it, I can't blame you. β
"Then you should be generous and turn back into your original ...... in front of Ksenia You're originally Banabe, aren't you? β
Barney's expression finally relaxed, and she rolled her eyes at Esther in dissatisfaction, "...... Yes, I'm originally a man and don't have a passion for women's clothing. β
"Is there really not? I see you'reβ"
"Nope." Barney categorically blocked Esther's words.
Seeing that Barney was no longer so serious, Esther smiled and picked up the oar: "You can rest first, your spiritual consumption is a lot, and I will row the way back." β
Barney didn't say anything polite to Esther, she just closed her eyes and lowered her head, immersing herself in a meditative state, sorting out her physiological state while she was also thinking about what had just happened.
Ten minutes later, Barney raised her head, looked around, and looked at Esther helplessly: "Are you, don't know how to recognize the way, it seems that the 'demigods' can't do things." β
Then Esther's oars spun around, and the boat slid out diagonally under his eyes, making an arc.
Esther laughed dryly, "I'm not very good at rowing. β
If it weren't for the special fog around her, she would have preferred to steal the distance directly, which would have saved much trouble than paddling all the way back.
Barney took a coin from his bosom, and after divining the general direction of the "Whalebone", he took the oar from Esther's hand and sighed, "I'd better come." β
The boat shook through the mist, and the surrounding was so quiet that there was only the sound of swaying waves, and Barney swept away Esther, who was staring at the water with an indifferent expression, not knowing what she was looking at.
"Hamel? Is this a pseudonym you've used? β
"Well, I told you Esther's name just to meet up with Vika and Matteo."
"That's right."
Esther leaned sideways, her elbow on the edge of the wooden boat: "If you can't remember it, it's just a code name, it doesn't matter what it's called, you can call it Hamel if you like." β
Barnie's eyes moved, but instead of grasping the doubts in Esther's words, he took the initiative to change the subject: "Didn't you say before that you wanted to know some history of the past era?" As remuneration. β
Esther gave a perfunctory "um" twice, without giving a specific response.
"If you have something you pay special attention to, just put it forward, so that I can tell you in a targeted manner, you can't let me dictate a few history books like this, right?"
Asther grinned and asked, "If I were to ask about the history of the Esoteric Order, would you just overturn the boat?" β
"Yes, that's ridiculous," Barney paddled hard, her waving oar splashing a little on Esther's sleeve, "From my point of view, what do you want to know about the history of the 'thieves' family?" β
Esther thought for a moment before nodding, "And the Abrahamic family." β
Barney was stunned for a moment, then showed a strange smile: "Do you know that the 'apprentices', 'thieves' and 'soothsayers' of the Abraham's family are all adjacent paths?" β
"It's not about what I want to know. In addition to that, there's Russell Gustaf, and any Tertiary history you know. Esther's gaze was too calm and indifferent for Barney to deduce what she really thought.
"You're asking for a lot...... Barney pondered for a moment, feeling that there was really no way to complete this in the short term, "I don't remember all the information, most of them need to be verified for accuracy, and they are mainly hearsay. β
"It's okay, you can write it down first. When we are separated, we will count as much as we can about these things, and give priority to the history of the Third and even the Second Age. β
Barney nodded, knowing that Esther had heard him, but was reluctant to leave the Summoning Courier spell to him.
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Nearly twenty minutes later, the two returned to the "Whalebone".
Ksenia warmly welcomed the two of them back safely, and "congratulated" Barney on his promotion with a bear hug that shook several laps at a time.
When Barney was put down, her whole face was twisted together in embarrassment, leaving Esther and Matteo laughing at her for a while.
The Whalebone moved again, heading away from the gray fog.