My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

After completing a new batch of material transactions in Gate City, Noita woke up.

Looking at the time recorded in the log, it happened to be daytime in the area controlled by the association.

Noita asked the doe to take her down the mountain, and then she closed her eyes and opened them again, and she arrived at the huge workshop.

The workshop was quiet at dawn. It was still the holidays and most of the students were still relaxing. Only a few rooms were still brightly lit with people working.

After passing many identity authentications, Noita arrived at the material warehouse without any obstacles, opened the safe and prepared to store the supplies purchased last night.

It was supposed to be an ordinary morning like any other.

Unexpectedly, the log revealed that someone was observing.

The new observation line of sight did not come from the doe, but it was similar to the doe, making it almost impossible for Noita to find the source of the line of sight. The person hiding was very good at hiding and had received professional training.

But why would you sneak into the warehouse so early in the morning? Do you want to steal materials and sell them?

At this time, the little elf poked his head out from Noita's shadow and babbled something.

[Translation: There's a big guy hiding in the shadows on the left, and he kicked me! He's a bad guy!]

Ah, so rude? He even kicked the little goblins passing by. It's simply unreasonable.

Noita clicked his tongue and used his authority to activate the defensive spell in the warehouse.

In an instant, the warehouse storing many precious materials was temporarily blocked, the alarm sounded, and the area prohibiting supernatural powers covered this place.

At this moment, any professional who has not reached the extraordinary level cannot make the power of the Tao and magic break through the constraints of the body surface!

The little goblin screamed and hid in Noita's shadow. A malicious intruder appeared on her left side, some distance away. He held a knife in his hand, with the tip of the knife pointing directly at Noita.

Judging from the trend, the invader wanted to finish off Noita quietly. However, after realizing that the invisibility and individual silence spells had been dispelled, the invader accelerated his movements and attacked Noita with lightning speed, like a silent shadow leopard pouncing on its prey.

The dangerous dagger stabbed from bottom to top, trying to penetrate the heart through the gap between the ribs, so that the person could die without pain.

assassin.

Noita glanced sideways, twisted his body and kicked out with his right leg.

Her speed is faster and more powerful than the enemy. If the enemy is kicked, he will definitely die.

However, the assassin was ruthless and did not dodge or give way. He stabbed down with the blade. At the same time as he was kicked, the blade moved downwards to cut through Noita's calf and slashed his skin.

He was kicked and hit the wall hard.

A key shaped like a blade unlocks your skin, a will to open it, holding this scar in place. A fierce poison from the depths of the earth flows into your blood, turning you into stone, a beautiful statue to be worshipped... The will to preserve you dissipates, and the poison loses its effect. You are safe.

A long scratch was left on Noita's pants, and a flat scar opened on his thigh. Blood gushed out like a fountain, washing away the toxins on the surface of his skin.

This is petrifying poison, a deadly poison squeezed from venerated stone statues that turns a person into hard, imperishable stone.

However, it was still no match for the perfect physique and was dissolved by Noita's vitality.

The blood flowed through the toxins on the surface of the skin, and the blood that rushed in the front coagulated into stone and fell to the ground, and the subsequent blood dyed Noita's clothes red.

The wound on the leg was attached with the power of Tao, which was fighting against Noita's self-healing ability and could not heal easily.

Noita tore off the trouser leg below the scar, tied the wound neatly, and approached the assassin without being affected.

The assassin fell to the ground, but was not dead. He wanted to pick up the dagger, but his arms were weak and he could not move at all.

All his bones and internal organs were shattered by the kick. Now he was just barely alive, relying on his tenacious vitality to stay alive, but the assassin's vitality was like a flood that broke through the dam and could not be stopped.

Noita studied the assassin without removing his defensive spell.

She called the doe's name, asking it to keep the assassin alive and not let him die immediately.

There was no response in the air, but the assassin's life force, which was gone forever, was preserved a little.

With the doe's protection, Noita no longer had to worry about the assassin using any special skills to escape.

She lifted the spell's blockade and waited for the guards, alerted, to take over.

After a while, when Noita's leg wound was almost healed, the guards finally arrived.

Chapter 123: Bad Crow

The guards arrived late and cordoned off the scene.

Malachite rushed to the scene and almost fainted when she saw Noita covered in blood and pale. She felt sad for the misfortunes that had befallen Noita and herself. She always encountered or created bad things, and she was responsible for dealing with these bad things for her.

Noita greeted Malachite and gently told her that she was safe and her injuries were not serious.

But the lack of color in her cheeks and lips made her words of comfort unconvincing.

The guard who arrived first prepared hot water and warm clothes for Noita, but even with the warmth, Noita's skin was still as cold as stone at dawn.

The doctor was checking Noita's physiological functions, and his solemn expression made Malachite's heart skip a beat again.

She gritted her teeth, found the investigating guard, and emphasized, "This is murder. It's a violation of the dignity of the Association and the extraordinary adults. This matter must be thoroughly investigated. It cannot be closed perfunctorily like other cases!"

Seeing Malachite's tough attitude, the guard captains present were more troubled than each other.

The team of this workshop was recognized and commended at a meeting yesterday, attracting a lot of attention. Today, a case of invasion occurred. If it is not handled properly, the guards responsible for security will definitely not escape accountability.

Faced with Miss Malachite's gnashing of teeth, the captain of the guard could only agree and say that he would investigate the matter thoroughly.

Fortunately, the attacker was still alive. Although he looked no different from dead, he was still hanging on and could not die.

"Ms. Noita, even though you've neutralized the petrification poison, it still affects you, causing severe damage to your body. You need to rest well."

The doctor raised his head, wrote down a formula for replenishing qi and blood, and recommended some alchemical potions for healing her wounds.

"Petrifying poison?"

Malachite, who was learning about the current situation from the guard, heard a key word and almost burst into tears. She interrupted the question that was about to come out of her mouth, asked the guard for a handwritten record, and then walked to the doctor to ask if what she said was true.

People are always overly sensitive to the nouns they pay attention to. In the past many days, Malachite has been dealing with petrified toxins.

This is the only way to keenly capture words that are ambiguous due to distance.

The doctor didn't notice the slight change in her tone and replied, "Yes, the knife was poisoned, but the victim is very resistant to the curse, so he's fine."

Petrifying poison is both a poison and a curse.

"Okay, I know."

Malachite lowered her eyes, and some thoughts came into her mind.

"what happened?"

When the question reached her ears, Malachite looked up and saw Noita's dull face.

Due to lack of blood, there is no color on it, just like the sickly princess in a fairy tale waiting for the prince to rescue her, weak and beautiful, which naturally makes people want to protect her.

Malachite could vaguely sense her worry.

"I've heard of this poison. It's said to have claimed the lives of many powerful people." Malachite looked at Noita worriedly. "Are you sure all the toxins in your body have been cleared?"

"With Lady Luhua's protection, I'm fine." The girl smiled palely and then fell silent.

Push many things onto the doe.

Malachite was skeptical, but after Neuta moved out the doe, she didn't dare to ask any more questions, as that would show that she disrespected the extraordinary and doubted his power.

So, Malachite stood beside Noita and introduced her to the association members who arrived shortly afterwards.

This incident has a bad impact. A spokesperson was attacked by an intruder in his own warehouse. It is definitely something worthy of attention.

Therefore, the association has dispatched many people to pay attention to this matter and ask the guards to cooperate with the association to catch the mastermind behind the incident.

What is more important is to comfort Noita and understand her attitude.

After dealing with three or two visitors, Noita felt that this was not a suitable place to talk to people, so he moved to the lounge of the workshop.

Pretending to be exhausted, he fell asleep peacefully.

Leave the response entirely to Malachite.

"Really hurt?"

A pleasant voice sounded in Noita's heart. It was the doe using telepathy to ask about her physical condition.

"No."

The wind vibrated and made sounds in obedience to Noita's will. The sharp sounds of the wind formed sentences and were confined to a small area, without leaking out at all.

"I'm in good health. The petrifying poison on the knife isn't strong enough to harm me. Have you figured out who's behind this?"

"Of course, an old friend was jealous of my current status and unwisely collaborated with forces outside the association to use illegal means to investigate information about the 'Lighthouse Project'. It's just that the thieves I sent were unlucky, and you ran into them red-handed."

If it was really luck, then the thief who lurked here had too bad luck. Besides, why would he wait until morning to steal the information, fearing that he would be discovered?

Noita questioned, "Is it really just a matter of luck?"

"It must be luck. I can't have trapped him in the warehouse after he sneaked into the workshop, leaving him to work in vain all night."

Not asking for it.

Noita curled her lips barely noticeably.

Now she knew why the man attacked her directly. He was locked up for a night and suddenly saw someone, which caused him to react with stress.

The little goblin cried and complained that it was kicked. It should be that the unlucky thief wanted to use the power of shadow to bind Noita, but the little goblin was the first to be hit by the attacking shadow power.

The little goblin blocked the knife for Noita, good job, little goblin.

The thief beats the goblin, the thief is bad.

Mocking the shadow fairy still lurking in the shadows in his heart, Noita closed his eyes and blocked out all his worries.

No matter how noisy the outside world is, it cannot disturb her. After all, she is currently a wounded person.

A pop-up message appeared in the journal, saying Adele was calling her.

So Noita's mind leaped and arrived in Serkar.

The statue woke up, the birds spread their wings, and a crow came out of Adele's pocket, jumped onto her shoulder, and pecked her cheek gently.

"Good morning, Adele, what's up?"

"Good morning, Noita."

Adele was fixing her appearance in front of the mirror at this time. She had a date today - her sponsor, Ms. Charles, invited her and several friends to dinner.

She faced the mirror, opened her arms, and asked Noita shyly, "Do I look good like this?"

At this time, Adele was wearing a light silver off-shoulder dress, a starry blue short robe on her shoulders, a silver-plated butterfly brooch pinned to her collar, and an Athenian-style knee-length skirt on her lower body. Her long light golden hair was revealed to her waist, which complemented the color of the dress.

She also painted light red eye shadow on the corners of her eyes, and you can see that she has indeed dressed up carefully. She is bright and cute, very suitable for Noita xp.

Noita observed Adele carefully and commented, "Beautiful."

Before Adele could be happy, Noita continued, "But she's not as good-looking as me. In my opinion, the outer robe should be changed to purple, and the bangs should be removed..."

Noita was talking and commenting freely, and had not noticed that Adele had taken off her coat and was covering her with it.

The coat hit the crow's head, and everything went dark before his eyes. The crow was wrapped tightly in the coat and thrown to the ground, rolling around.

Adele wiped off the light makeup and clothes that she had spent half an hour to put on in shame and anger, and threw away the robe wrapped with crows. She didn't want to see her again in the short term. This hateful bad guy obviously understood girls' thoughts but was unwilling to spend more time thinking about them.

A few minutes later, Adele, changed into casual clothes, went to the appointment with Crow.

Chapter 124 Reason

At noon, the pastor from the Hospice of the Holy Trinity Society finished his initial treatment of Noita.

When the Silver Peak Lair did not prohibit the movement of people, the growing flow of people attracted followers of the gods, and Orthodox priests who believed in various gods came here in droves, hoping to obtain permission to build a church.

After reviewing the identities of the priests, the Adventurer's Guild agreed to most of their requests and allocated the area north of the residential area to the priests for them to build churches.

Here, there is an additional church area in the north.

This pastor was invited by Malachite.

After learning from the doctor that Noita was in poor health, Malachite's first thought was the priests of the Charity and Rescue Society - when it comes to repairing and nourishing the body, few can compare to these kind people who walk the path of the cup.

At her request, the priest came here.

The pastor she invited was an elderly lady who had been devoted to the way of alleviating suffering for a long time and had saved countless believers.

Malachite stepped forward worriedly and asked, "Grandma Rongya, what is this person's condition like? How should we treat him?"

"She'll be fine after some recuperation," Rongya said to Malachite with a smile. "She's in good health. The petrification poison didn't damage her at all. She'll recover after some time. If you're worried, I have a prescription to recommend."