Fairy’s Box

The light boat drifted slowly on the blue river. I don’t know how long it took. There were dense evergreen trees on both sides. The green leaves and waves undulated slightly with the moist and soft wind unique to Celtic. Only the residual snow on the ground indicated that. The cold winter has already come.

The villages of wild Rosevians are dotted among this green sea of ​​trees. When dusk is approaching, the curls of cooking smoke are blowing up, making Lydia standing on the bow of the boat have a feeling of deja vu-as if she was once again Back home in Corsica to gather olives with family and neighbors.

"..."

The female knight looked at the rippling reflections in the water, and she was slightly dazed—today she was wearing a well-cut knight's uniform, with a black tone as the main tone, and the girl's tall and straight body, which set off a bit of solemnity that belongs to a warrior. and heroic.

"Lydia."

Clark walked out of the cabin, holding a plate of baked potatoes in his hand, chewing the food in his mouth, and said vaguely:

"From what the directional scroll shows, we're almost at Glamorgan."

"Is it."

Lydia suddenly came back to her senses, and her right hand habitually reached her waist, but it was already empty.

Only then did the female knight recall that the stabbing sword that had accompanied her for a long time had been abandoned as she advanced to become a knight of natural disasters.

"Are you okay?" The other party looked at her worriedly.

"It's nothing, it's just that I don't use the sword suddenly... I'm not used to it, I'm always in a trance." Lydia smiled a little embarrassedly, grabbed her hand, and adjusted the hem of her uniform.

"Since you choose to abandon the sword, then try to adapt to it."

Clark closed his shoulders, then picked up the dinner plate and poured all the baked potatoes into his mouth. After swallowing it quickly, he said with an unfinished expression:

"Beverly's baked potatoes are delicious, aren't you going to try them?"

"I'm not hungry."

The female knight shook her head, turned her snow-white cheeks to the side, and glanced at the flowing water beside her.

"Well, anyway, when we arrive at the Earl's Palace, Yalei will definitely treat us to a delicious meal." Seeing the other party's unappetizing expression, he didn't bother much, and walked back to the cabin with the plate in his hand.

"..."

Lydia looked at herself in the water again, her thin lips as pink as petals pursed into a line, and then slowly raised her fingers.

Under the soft sunlight, the fair and slender index finger was as delicate as cold jade, and the thin fingernail at the top quickly thickened and elongated, forming the shape of a scorpion tail, shining with a magnificent luster like a ruby.

Crimson piercing.

This is the skill that the female knight gave up and re-learned after she was promoted to a natural disaster. It was the most difficult mortal skill, and it was enough to make up for her lack of lethality.

This technique is used in conjunction with high-speed movement to pierce the enemy with a sharp force. After the enemy is hit by a needle, the pain will be unbearable, and the nerve will be paralyzed, just like the poison of a scorpion flowing through the body, and even gradually lose the five senses. and the will to die unknowingly.

With each shot, the pain doubled, and the fifteenth shot was sure to die.

With such power, naturally not everyone can learn it. In addition to the harsh learning conditions, one must also take poisonous poisons every day to cooperate with practice.

After seven injections, poisonous blood will flow all over the body, and saliva, teardrops and even sweat are highly poisonous.

After learning that she was highly compatible with this skill, Lydia pondered for a long time, and finally, hiding from her companions, secretly began to learn this mortal skill that could ruin her life.

Originally, the female knight only wanted to try to learn, but she did not expect that the deep red piercing was so compatible with herself that she made rapid progress. With the poison that was enough to poison the knight of natural disasters, she quickly became Learned the ninth needle.

Now Lydia is already a mobile poison warehouse.

In addition to the natural disaster knight's resistance, even the third-order knight closest to the natural disaster will be poisoned and die as long as she is in the same closed space with her for more than three hours.

Facing this kind of physique, the female knight has completely closed her heart, and at the same time gave up the idea of ​​marrying, only the pursuit of honor and merit remains in her heart.

It's all worth it as long as you stay close behind that person.

Lydia stared at her fingertips, her pupils became brighter and sharper, but her expression gradually became stiff and indifferent. With a flick of her finger, a beam of scarlet light instantly disappeared into the river.

The oars opened the clear waves and moved briskly along the currents. Along with the drifting of the light boat, dead fish with their stomachs facing upwards gradually rushed up to the lake.

Like a long trail, it dragged for more than ten miles.

...

In the middle of the night, the Earl's Mansion was rarely brightly lit, and everyone in the black seat in the hall gathered again, and Yale's long smile was constantly heard.

Only Lydia hid her body in an inconspicuous corner alone, like a little girl who did something wrong, holding a goblet full of wine and staring straight ahead. The icy gaze passed through the arched floor-to-ceiling windows of the mansion and fell into the vast darkness, not knowing what to think.

Everyone quickly noticed this, but everyone who has been kept in the dark so far, how can they know the real hardships of the female knight, thinking that the other party is just in a bad mood.

Lack, Kara, Beverly, and Arcia winked at the same time, signaling the black-haired knight to take action.

As the host and leader, facing this inexplicable awkward atmosphere, Yale couldn't help himself. He took a goblet filled with strong tea by Charlene and walked straight to the female knight:

"Lydia, what's on your mind?"

She retracted her gaze, held up the wine glass in her hand, took a sip, and said with a peaceful smile, "Yeah, I have been hiding it until now.

"So exaggerated?" The black-haired knight mistook her for a joke.

"I learned Crimson Pierce."

Lydia turned her eyes to the red liquid in the cup, suppressed her emotions firmly, and said lightly:

"Up to now, all my blood has been replaced with highly poisonous, and the toxicity is becoming more and more difficult to control. If you don't want to be poisoned, please stay away from me in the future."

"..."

The hall was suddenly silent, and everyone looked at each other in disbelief. Even the three of Clark, who had been with the female knight, were full of disbelief.

"If you have too much contact with me..."

The female knight noticed that there were many moths hovering around the chandelier in the dome, so she picked up the cup she drank, dipped a little wine with her fingers, and splashed it on the crystal lampshade.

呲——!

With a white smoke escaping from the surface of the lampshade, the moths dancing around the light instantly fell to the floor, twitching their jumping feet twice, and then froze.

"That's it." She said coldly.