Perfume Alchemist

The "wounds" that were originally composed of rubies, sapphires, emeralds and other gemstones of different colors have now all turned into purple gemstones.

Lavender, purple red, blue purple, deep purple. Purple gemstones of different shades occupy the entire skin of Shirley's collarbone.

These dense amethysts form a fish-shaped pattern with wings spread out.The mysterious magnificent purple sets off its elegant figure.

"This is... a devil fish?"

"Yeah." Shirley nodded, "It might be a ray, too, I can't tell the difference."

Seeing the strange shape on Shirley's shoulder, Ilya couldn't help stretching out her hand in distress.

Her slender fingers trembled uncontrollably, wanting to touch but not daring.

"How did it become like this, are you in pain?"

"It's okay, just touch it casually. I don't feel anything at all." Shirley rubbed the gemstone in her skin with her other hand, making a creaking sound like wiping glass.

She continued: "It doesn't hurt or itch, just a little numb. It's as if this place doesn't belong to me."

Ilya stroked a lavender gem with her hand, feeling extremely puzzled: "But, hasn't your symptom been relieved? Could it be considered a relapse now?"

Shirley pulled up her collar to slightly cover the bright light.She frowned, and said hesitantly, "It might be because I've used my abilities too frequently recently."

"Actually, this change in the shape of the 'wound' is still a trivial matter. After all, it is not considered an expansion.

"It was my ability that went wrong."

Shirley opened her palm, and the bright light gathered in it.Illya knew that this was the "harbinger" of her ability to condense gems.

The light dissipated, and a purple prismatic crystal lay across her hand.

Ilya looked at Shirley puzzled: "Is there any problem?"

Shirley didn't answer, and continued to release her ability. A moment later, another purple gem appeared in her hand.

Illya gradually tasted it.This gemstone is extremely pure, and its fire color is extremely charming, with a hint of purple in the transparency.

"This is a purple diamond?"

"That's right, and it's not over yet." Shirley continued to condense the gems.

"Purple sapphire, purple spinel, purple tourmaline, purple emerald, my gemstones, all turned purple!"

Xue Li hugged her forehead with both hands, and made an incomprehensible sound of collapse: "And my gem creations are all fish! Purple gem fish!"

"My Baoyu rabbit can no longer be summoned, neither can butterflies, nor cats. Once summoned, they all turn into fish! So many fish!"

Ilya quickly embraced Shirley and let her fall into her arms, trying to calm down her abnormally unstable emotions:
"It's okay, it's okay. Let's find out the reason and we can solve it slowly."

Yi Liya looked sideways and found that Ahao had fallen into a deep sleep.He leaned on his side in the little "stone suit" he had built, and slept soundly.

"It can't be solved," Shirley's low sobbing sound came from her arms.At this time, she is especially like a helpless kitten.

"In fact, these are just external appearances. I know the reason. The problem is my [Gate of Jade]. Even it has turned purple."

Elijah was shocked.Gates are the source of infinite power for arcanists.Arcane masters explore nature upwards, and seek their hearts downward.In the constant self-exploration, comprehend the magic of arcana.

It is often said that [door] is a symbol of a person's spiritual world.

[Door] Generally speaking, they are very stable and there will be no problems.

And once it goes wrong, it must be a big problem.

Illya remembered that among the stories her father told her, there were only people who had suffered particularly tragic experiences.Only then in the constant mind and spirit distortion, the condition of the door could not be maintained stable.

And once this happens, at least he can no longer open the door, loses all his mana, and becomes an ordinary person.

Heavy then can't control the opening and closing of the door.The ability is out of control, and the body explodes or dies from exhaustion.

Yi Liya quickly helped Shirley up and looked straight into her eyes: "You didn't tell your parents about such a big thing? I don't believe that uncles and aunts will leave you under such circumstances."

"They don't know." Shirley shook her head. "There's no need to tell them. My mother will definitely be sadder than me. But they can't help, they just worry."

Ilya felt a little angry, she stood up directly: "No, I'm going to contact Dad. Uncle and aunt probably haven't left yet, there's still time."

"Forget it, don't go." Shirley held Ilya's hand, almost begging, "I don't want to see my mother's grief-stricken face. It might make my situation worse. You I know too."

Hearing this, Illya hesitated.

If this is the reason, there is some truth to it.

"I persuaded my parents to leave early, so that I can find a solution by myself. Ilya, I only have you now. Can you help me?"

Looking at Shirley's tear-stained face, Illya nodded without hesitation: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you."

"Let's go... find a doctor first. How about the [skillful hand] Morris who treated you before? He seems to be pretty good."

"He." Shirley fell into the memories, "He is indeed pretty good. But I don't know where he went. Wasn't he dismissed by Saint-Lodo Hospital?"

Yi Liya turned her head to look at the sleeping person beside her with closed eyes: "Ahao, he should know."

". Ahao."

".we need you!"

Ah Hao half-opened his eyes in a sleepy way: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Alcohol made his brain groggy, and the scene in front of him was also extremely blurred.

".What can you do?"

".Try this, it's easy to use."

An unusually cool smell came from the tip of the nose.Is that, borneol, menthol and lavender?There also seems to be a peculiar smell.

The pungent and pungent smell coming from the tip of his nose made Ah Hao wake up immediately.

He opened his eyes and saw Illya holding a delicate glass vial and putting it under his nose.

"What is this? It smells quite unique."

"Ammonia." Shirley moved her head from the other side, her eyes were red for some reason.

"The sobriety medicine that the ladies always keep is for you."

"Oh, thank you." Ahao took the small bottle in a daze.

He was about to stand up when he felt something hit his head.

He turned his head and found himself sitting in a "hut" made of stone: "Hey, who made this thing for me, it's quite considerate."

Ilya felt a little funny and pulled him out: "Didn't you do it yourself?"

"Are you awake yet? We have some questions for you"