My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

After recording the map in a journal, Noita immediately burned the map to prevent any tracking spells attached to the map from affecting her subsequent actions.

With the map, Noita left the black market quietly. Using the black market coordinates as a reference system and comparing it with the map, Noita suddenly discovered that the light spots pointed to a prison and a cemetery, and the magic boots were most likely to be in these two places.

After defining the area, Noita returned to the hotel with a normal expression.

Then a bottle of invisibility potion slipped from the gate city into Noita's hands. After drinking the potion, she disappeared without a trace and became invisible to ordinary people.

Invisibility is a very useful spell that can make the recipient and their equipment invisible, so there will be no funny incident where the body is invisible but the equipment is not.

With the help of his invisibility, Noita went out silently and headed towards the prison and cemetery.

The light spot kept adjusting its direction, and finally pointed firmly at the public cemetery.

It seems that the magic boots are already lying on the board.

Noita thought quite optimistically that at least they didn't have to go to the prison to rescue the person.

Noita has taken a look at the prison. There is a constant demonic fire around it that can illuminate invisible units. If someone wants to break into the prison invisibly, they will be exposed under the demonic fire. The defenses in the prison are even more strict, so it will be difficult to break in by force.

Public cemeteries are different. There are few guards, and the only people who come and go are blood servants carrying corpses and mortals. Even if you are unlucky, you will only encounter one or two down-and-out vampires who come to drink the rotten blood.

There is a world of difference in difficulty between the two.

Feeling relieved, Noita walked into the public cemetery. Although it was called a cemetery, it was actually like a mass grave. There was no planning for burying people. A random pit was dug as the corpse's permanent home.

When Noita arrived, there were still two pallbearers burying the body.

A blood servant, shoveling over a shovel, muttered silently, "Why is the internal strife among the drow getting more intense? We've been transporting more and more elf corpses lately, and their deaths are becoming more and more miserable. Do they hate their own kind?"

"I'm not sure." Another blood servant filled the loose soil. "But I heard from my master that cruelty is the nature of the drow. They've been like this since they were underground, constantly killing each other. My master's family is also furious because they have been affected by the drow's struggle and are preparing to cooperate with the pagans to teach the drow a lesson."

"I heard that the pagans came from the Empire. Is that true?"

"I don't think so. I just escaped from the Empire. Their accent sounds strange, not like Imperial people."

The gossip of the blood servants drifted into Noita's ears. The drow had been killing each other for a long time. This was just a temporary internal friction and was not surprising.

Floating over the corpse on tiptoe, Noita followed the guidance and found a newly buried place.

Using the Four Phases Skill to turn over the loose soil, a foul odor filled the air. Surprisingly, underneath the loose soil was a pile of dozens of corpses.

Noita turned out the corpses one by one and finally found the "magic boots" in the middle layer.

He was dead, his body had rotted, his body was severely damaged and broken, similar to the dozens of bodies around him, as if they had experienced the same battle, and their wounds were similar.

The face of the corpse is no longer recognizable, but the tiny communicator as small as a grain of rice embedded in his spine can serve as proof of identity. This is the magic boot.

Given the level of damage to the Demon Boots' corpse, the resurrection scroll Noita bought was useless, so the Adventurer's Association could only find a solution on their own.

She snapped her fingers, and the soil moved the remaining bodies back to their original places, then closed automatically, restoring everything to the way it was before anything happened.

Magic Boots' body was sent to the Gate City, to be handed over to the Association later.

ps: This is yesterday's update

Chapter 176 If You Don’t Attack Me, I’ll Leave

Half a day later, Noita drank another bottle of potion to maintain her invisibility and returned to the hotel quietly. The boss sat at the front desk like a shadow, ignoring things he shouldn't know.

No one knows about Noita's departure and return.

She flashed into the house, pinched her fingers, and a small ball of orange flame flew from her fingertips, lighting the kerosene lamp.

With the help of the firelight, Noita's eyes lit up red and he rose into the gate city.

The body of the magic boots was still in place. Noita found steel from the material reserve pile and put the casting technique into operation. The heavy steel quickly deformed under the firelight and eventually became a steel coffin.

After carefully placing the magic boots into the coffin, Noita immediately sent him back to the Adventurer's Guild.

Malachite accepted the coffin in a hurry. Apparently, she had no experience in collecting corpses after working for so long. Fortunately, the psychic entity hired by the association was proficient in human skills and quickly identified his identity and sent him to the logistics department to wait for repair and resurrection.

Noita and Malachite recorded their statements, wrote down their experiences and the secrets of the Wild Dream City, and sent them to the Adventurer's Association for consideration.

"ended."

After taking some time to deal with the trivial matters, Noita felt relaxed.

The doe, who happened to arrive, warned, "That's not necessarily true. The matter of the magic boots must be dealt with. He's a veteran, and he wouldn't send a distress signal for no reason. He must be trying to pass on some information to the association. There's probably something fishy going on in the secret realm where he died. Be prepared. The association won't let go of useful resources easily."

"Investigation? No problem, but you'll have to pay extra."

Noita understood the nature of the association far better than the doe.

In terms of ability, few people can surpass her; in terms of location, she is in the secret realm. Even if the association wants to transfer people here, it will be of no use and they will be powerless.

Overall, she is the most suitable person to investigate at this time.

However, all matters must wait until the final payment for the rescue magic boots is received.

"You're a money-grubber, but don't worry, the association is very generous. If there's something of great interest in the secret realm, they'll show you what it means to spend money lavishly."

Noita glanced at the doe and said, "You seem to know the association's rules very well. You don't look like you've just joined."

The doe joked, "The association is very generous. I've been a member of the association for a long time."

"It turns out that he was corrupted by money."

The doe said sternly, "You're wrong. A wise bird chooses the right tree to roost in. The Association is the perfect place for me to display my talents."

"What about the other shamans? Have they integrated into the guild like you?"

"This is a matter of course. In this situation, what choice do they have?"

After the doe led half of the shamans to make peace with the association, the remaining half of the shamans, no matter how much they hated the association, could not stand alone and had to bow to the association.

This has caused many shamans to resent and envy the doe.

After chatting for a while, Noita suddenly became stunned, and a warning came from his psychic power, indicating that something unusual was happening offline.

Noita hurriedly told the situation and immediately regained consciousness.

In reality, the subtle reverberations of magic stirred Noita's soul. She instinctively sensed the scent of battle within the magic, knowing that within the darkness, professionals were engaging in a silent confrontation.

She had no intention of provoking this matter, so she extinguished the kerosene lamp, plunging the room into darkness, and silently watched the battle outside.

After a while, the fighting stopped and the sound of uniform footsteps could be heard from a distance. It seemed that the masters of Huangmeng City had discovered the confrontation and sent guards to arrest them.

The two people fighting were obviously at odds with the official forces of Huangmeng City. They tacitly stopped fighting and escaped from here under the cover of darkness.

The guards chased them away.

Noita lay back on the bed safely and returned to Gate City. When Noita walked back to the Adventurer's Association, Doe was still in the lounge, chatting happily with a colleague.

Seeing Noita approach, she greeted her gently, "The Association has recognized your achievements, but the revival of the Magic Boots will take a few days to prepare. First, let me ask you which path of breathing technique you would like to learn."

There is no clear definition of a breathing method as belonging to a certain path, it only has tendencies. People from different paths may produce magic with different properties even if they practice the same breathing method.

Noita had a plan in mind beforehand: "War or start."

Jiao Zheng is suitable for fighting, while Qi is suitable for breaking restrictions and dismantling enemy defenses.

The former strengthens combat power, while the latter derives new capabilities.

"I've made a note of it and will let you know later."

Noita nodded, left the association, wandered around the Gate City, and looked for intelligence dealers to buy a set of information about the history of Huangmeng City. He recorded it in his log to understand what was going on here.

Back to reality, the log slowly plays the past of the Wild Dream City.

The City of Wild Dreams was originally the territory of vampires and humans. Human nobles and vampires divided the city equally and jointly ruled the many alien races in the city.

Then the drow came. They left the dark underground and came to the surface, where they had a brief war with the Wild Dream City. The drow's assassins and conspirators eliminated most of the high-ranking human leaders in the Wild Dream City. Suddenly, a large number of positions on the cake were vacant, and the war that broke out suddenly came to an abrupt end.

Later, the drow joined the Shadow Court and ruled the city together with the vampires.

Humans still occupy many places in the Wild Dream City, but they are less famous, their power has shrunk, and they focus on trade.

Many murders and tortures were recorded later. In order to fight for power, the drow constantly betrayed, murdered, created collective responsibility and conspiracy, until the vampires could no longer bear the drow's reign of terror and a civil war broke out with the drow family in 1197 Jingtian. This time the vampires and humans won, and the drow lost.

This secret place was discovered in the year 1145 of Jingtian, more than fifty years before the outbreak of the civil war.

Looking through the history of the drow, it is all a history of betrayal, which makes Noita marvel.

She closed the journal and rested her eyes.

While sleeping soundly, Noita suddenly opened her eyes, like the forest mist banshee in the rural legend. Her body was motionless, her pupils moved slightly, and she looked at the prompts in the diary.

Someone is watching you.

She felt the gazes falling on her body, the fiery gazes falling on her soft white neck, with appetite and greed, longing for the hot flowing blood.

vampire.

Noita pondered the race of the uninvited guest.

She was being targeted.

But Noita couldn't figure out what aspect was exposed.

The logs were all peaceful along the way, and there was no indication that any creature was observing her. The "delicious food" curse was also removed by someone in the Gate City. When she was outside, she used the psychic wind to support her movements, and the smell was blocked tightly. Where did this prey come from?

There is something fishy about this.

But it doesn’t matter.

Noita flipped through the spell bar, found the teleport spell, and was ready to kill any hiding person instantly and then teleport away.

The teleportation distance is calculated in units of 100 kilometers, and the log casting uses her actual level as the caster level. 1 caster level can teleport 160 kilometers. If you are willing to spend experience, you can teleport even farther.

Although teleportation cannot cross planes, it is more than enough to send her to the edge of the secret realm.

All that's left now is to wait for that ignorant vampire to make his move.

Noita waited patiently, and suddenly there was one more sight, and then both sights disappeared.

This made Noita suspicious. Where is the person?

After waiting for a long time without seeing any prey taking the bait, it obviously gave up.

Really, if you don’t come, I’ll leave.

Noita got up immediately and walked straight out of Huangmeng City. It seemed that he was going to leave Huangmeng City.

Chapter 177 Shadow Demon

"Why did you ignore the Master's orders? The Master clearly stated that psykers are very sensitive to direct gaze and asked us to only monitor with peripheral vision or indirect means. Why didn't you obey orders!?"

On the top of a high building, a drow was scolding a vampire, blaming him for disobeying orders, which alarmed Noita and made her aware of it.

The vampire was powerless to refute. It was indeed his fault for not controlling his appetite and messing up the matter. He could only bear all the blame with a gloomy face.

After his companion calmed down a bit, he asked, "Should we intercept her? If we catch her, we can atone for our sins."

The anger that had just been suppressed suddenly surged up again. The companion codenamed "Zhoer" was furious: "Now that you know what to do, why don't you send your lackeys to stop her outside the city! Remember, she's a spellcaster. We must not give her time to cast the spell, understand?"

"No problem, no problem."

The vampire hurriedly jumped off the tall building and went to find the servants who had always flattered him in the past. He gathered a group of six people and led them out of the city, hoping to intercept Noita before she left the forest.

They left in such a hurry that they only had time to bring their weapons and didn't even have time to put on armor.

This is actually the rule of Huangmeng City. Except for people in specific positions, no one is allowed to wear medium armor or above in the city.

The vampire had just started to move when the drow, realizing he was exposed, no longer concealed himself and openly locked onto Noita, silently and arrogantly telling her, "I've got you targeted."

The sight reappeared, the provocative gaze making Noita want to laugh. She stopped her hurried pace and instead walked slowly after leaving the city, waiting for the enemy to fall into her trap. These days, I've never seen an experienced child seeking his own death.

The vampire rushed out of the Wild Dream City with a group of people, and saw Noita after only chasing them a hundred meters.

She was standing by the tree, seemingly carving something.

Seeing Noita's back, they rushed forward quickly, with a powerful crossbow aimed at Noita's back, and the thugs were ready to pull the trigger to take Noita down.

Although these people are just servants of vampires, their cruelty and disregard for life far exceed those of outside thugs. This is an acquired coldness.

"Hey!"

The vampire had already drawn his knife, but before he could finish his warning or threat, Noita raised her head and looked at him with a gentle smile on her lips, as if asking why he had come.

A warning flashed through the mind of the drow in the treetops, and a sense of crisis suddenly pierced her brain. Realizing that something was wrong, she immediately used telekinesis on the thugs under the tree, controlling the light crossbow to fire, and the cold arrow shot out like light.

The arrow was fired at a moment no one expected, but Noita's dynamic vision and reaction speed were excellent, and he could keep up with the rhythm.

She reached out to grab the incoming crossbow bolt, her Level 3 Forging Skill activated, and the Furnace's Ode resonated amidst the leaping flames. In an instant, the steel took shape, and a thin flying knife, its end connected by a delicate wire, took shape in the scorching heat. With a powerful swing, Noita swung the knife, instantly slicing the enemy's throat.