My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

Noita looked up and saw a girl wearing an olive crown. She was basking in the sun and said condescendingly, "Hey, I bought you."

Chapter 133 Burning

Noita narrowed her eyes and looked at the seemingly noble girl. Anyone who could casually throw out a few gold coins must be no ordinary person in this city. She must be either a foreign merchant or a member of an aristocratic family.

The girl had black hair, brown eyes, a slender figure, and was wearing a Greek-style robe. She was only slightly shorter than Noita. She glanced at the foreigner sitting on the ground with a pair of eyes and spoke with contempt and arrogance.

Noita looked at the girl carefully, then said indifferently, "Where did you steal this identity from?"

She sensed something was wrong and realized that this person was a phantom demon.

The phantom demon who wanted to tease Noita sighed and didn't understand why Noita could discover her so quickly. However, she didn't care. When her identity was revealed, she squatted down and communicated with Noita at eye level.

"I met a girl on the road and thought I had a good connection with her, so I took her identity. Later I found out that she was the princess of Attica."

After hearing the whole story, Noita tapped the stone slab with his fingertips, showing his master's hesitation.

She noticed a problem: "Where is the original princess? If you wait for her to recover, won't you cause us more trouble?"

Anyone whose identity has been stolen will try to figure out the matter, unless their intelligence is below average. It would be very difficult to trace them all the way back.

The phantom demon smiled cunningly: "She has become an illusion. The people of this city-state are very strange. Once their identities are stolen, they will disappear. All causes and effects may automatically become illusions. I can't refuse even if I want to. So you don't have to worry about the city-state chasing you. Now I am the princess."

The sunlight was as fierce as a cracked fluorescent lamp. In the increasingly bright light, the phantom demon laughed and flicked the gold coins on the ground.

"I bought you, Noita, and now you are my servant."

This was a joke, but what the Phantom Demon didn't expect was that Noita picked up the gold coin and said softly, "No problem, what do you want me to do?"

The phantom swallowed and waved his hands in panic: "I'm just kidding."

She didn't want to be held accountable by Noita afterwards.

Noita smiled calmly, put the gold coin into his pocket, and asked the Phantom Demon, "So you have another karma to repay?"

"Yes, the princess is obsessed with one thing: returning to Attica. I don't know which Attica she wants to return to. This inexplicable desire is really hard to understand - we are clearly in Attica."

Noita saw through the phantom's little thoughts. Looking for someone was fake, and the real purpose was to find out the information corresponding to the cause and effect.

But Noita really has information about Attica.

"I know where Attica is."

"Where is it? Boss, please help your poor servant. After all, I am also a mercenary hired by you." The phantom demon approached Noita attentively, his eyes full of desire.

It's useless to play tricks with Noita. The Phantom Demon knows very well that beating around the bush will only confuse Noita. To deal with her, you have to play straight and go straight at her. She can't stand it.

Noita closed her eyes slightly and pushed the phantom away uncomfortably.

Perhaps she herself did not notice it, but in Noita's eyes, the phantom was as hot as fire, like a cracked furnace. The surging heat was hitting Noita's eyes in wave after wave, making them dry and unbearable, as if being licked by tongues of fire.

She is burning.

The phantom demon seemed to have discovered a new world after being pushed aside. He leaned in closer to examine Noita's disguised appearance: "Hey, boss, are you shy?"

"climb."

Noita pushed her away again, and a pain came from the contact area. Noita looked down and found that the palm of her hand that had briefly touched the phantom was burned. A wisp of difficult-to-remove fire was wrapped around the wound, competing with Noita's own vitality, making it difficult for the wound to heal.

Damn it.

There is no doubt that the phantom demon was ignited at some point, but she herself is unaware of it.

"Stay away from me." Noita summoned the wind to keep the phantom away.

She told the phantom demon: "Attica is located in the deep dream, a mythical land that gave birth to many heroes."

"Deep Dream, you are not lying to me, are you?" The Phantom Demon was impressed by her aura and stopped trying to joke with Noita.

Noita almost laughed. Under that self-evident smile, the phantom demon's momentum suddenly diminished, and his skeptical tone weakened. "Should I have made preparations earlier? After all, the deep dream realm is not easy to enter. Hey, boss, is your destination the deep realm?"

"Yes."

"Fortunately, fortunately, with you here, boss, this karma should be resolved."

"But I'm worried you won't live to see that day."

Noita pointed out the current situation mercilessly: "You are burning, Phantom. I didn't want to point this out at first, I just wanted you to spend your last moments in peace, but you are too annoying. So you must be prepared to face the cruel truth."

"You are burning, your power being stripped away, yet you are unaware. At this rate, you can only maintain consciousness for three months at most. After three months, you will be completely incinerated, a glittering puff of smoke in the furnace of the Forging God, and nothing will remain."

"what?"

Noita's words caused great confusion to the phantom demon.

She instinctively thought that Noita was talking nonsense, but looking back on the past, she recalled her experiences after obtaining this phantom, and some areas that her mind had deliberately avoided were recalled.

Words are weapons, and Noita used them to pierce the dream that enveloped the phantom demon.

At this moment, in the dream of the gods, a person's own dream is exposed. What will happen then?

She will wake up.

Because they are unaware, it doesn't matter if they get hurt. The illogical power of dreams will correct this damage and make up for it quickly, allowing people to maintain complete combat effectiveness before being completely destroyed.

Once the beautiful bubble-like dream is burst, the wounds that were imperceptible and unhealed during the dream will immediately be reflected back to the dreamer.

Just like myself right now.

The phantom demon felt the burning power, and the light in her skull was so fierce that it was unimaginable, almost exceeding her own strength. The overly strong light broke through the sealed container, leaked from the cracks, and burned part of her flesh and blood.

This reminded Huanmo of the game he played when he was a child, in which he roasted ants with a magnifying glass, except that this time the light that ignited the ants was emitted from inside their bodies.

Under the soothing of magic, part of the flesh and blood was healed immediately after being burned, but the healing did not last long, and new light would come along the path burned by the fire.

Burning and recovery are in a repeated struggle.

The phantom demon roughly calculated the duration and found that three months was still conservative.

She will burn faster due to her special nature.

"Boss, help, help, help!"

The phantom demon panicked and asked Noita for help. Judging from his actions, he was about to hug Noita's thighs and cry, and his expression looked somewhat exaggerated.

The wind summoned by psychic power stopped the phantom demon, and a wall of wind separated the two.

Noita wouldn't give her another chance to burn herself.

She calmly issued a critical illness notice for Huan Mo: "There's no hope. Wait for death."

Chapter 134: Sunny and Rainy

"Can't you really find a way to save him?"

The phantom demon sat opposite Noita with tears in his eyes, looking at her pitifully, hoping that this beauty with extraordinary origins would provide a way to save herself.

However, this woman was too heartless and refused to admit that she had a way to save the phantom demon.

Noita really couldn't think of any good way. The burning of the phantom demon was the combined influence of many factors. Ordinary treatment methods were useless and might even backfire and add fuel to the fire.

However, there is a way to save her. The root cause is that the princess's power is too great for the phantom demon to control.

Once the princess's wish is fulfilled and she returns to Attica, the problem will naturally be solved.

"I know, Boss, but how do we get back to Attica? That's the key."

Attica is located in the deep dreamland. With the speed of this scientific expedition team, even if they rush day and night, without considering the dangers along the way, the journey alone will take more than a month, not to mention that this scientific expedition team has never entered the deep secret realm.

The farthest they reached was just adjacent to the deepest realms of dreams.

They can't be relied upon.

The phantom demon's worries were not unreasonable, but this had little to do with Noita. She was setting up her stall peacefully and didn't want to bother with the phantom demon.

The patrolling guards were coming from the direction of the water source. The vendors who saw them were all afraid and shrank their bodies respectfully to avoid being noticed by them.

The guards, enjoying the respect of the civilians, strutted through the streets.

They were arrogant until one moment, when the leading guard was pulled by someone behind him and prompted to look at a corner of the street, where a princess wearing an olive crown was negotiating with a foreign merchant, her words full of pleading.

This puzzled the guard, who glanced at them and tried to cross the street as if nothing had happened.

But the very annoyed phantom demon saw them and angrily called them over.

The guards were sweating profusely.

They came and stood majestically behind the phantom demon, obeying her orders.

The phantom demon pointed his finger angrily and said, "Catch this guy and send him to my house!"

Her power as a princess is unlimited!

Noita looked at the phantom demon and thought that this man was crazy. How could he think of letting these mortals capture him?

The synthesized calming pheromone floated out from her fingertips and was inhaled by the guard who was about to take action. Under the influence of the powerful psychic pheromone, the guard lost the desire to catch the ants. He was as stupid as if his frontal lobe had been removed, and he counted the ants on the ground ignorantly.

Their weapons fell to the ground, and Noita stood up and looked at the phantom demon.

The phantom demon shuddered, a smile spreading across his face. He massaged Noita's shoulders and legs, and said flatteringly, "Boss, I was wrong! Please help me. I can only serve you if I am alive. If I burn out, where will you find a subordinate as useful as me?"

The speed at which the phantom demon's attitude changes is jaw-dropping. He is a man who can bend and stretch.

She invited Noita to go with her to the princess's residence to settle down and to inspect the rare items she had bought for Noita.

Noita agreed, and the phantom led the way for Noita.

When passing by the guards, Noita summoned a neutralizing pheromone to break their daze, at the cost of only losing a few minutes of memory.

The courtyard of the Attica princess is located beside the lake and built on the water. It is a house converted from a temple. The princess also has the identity of a priest, but people have forgotten their faith in God a long time ago. Although there is still a habit of praying, the people of Attica have long forgotten who to pray to.

"Teacher Qingyu?"

Halfway through the journey, Noita met the biology instructor of the scientific expedition team. They met by chance.

Teacher Qingyu was also surprised to see Noita by the courtyard.

She saw the phantom beside Noita and saluted, "Greetings, waiter of the bright-eyed maiden, may you possess the wisdom of an owl."

In response to the greeting, the phantom demon snorted, pulled Noita away, and refused to pay any attention to Qingyu.

The accompanying waiters were accustomed to this matter. Everyone knew that Princess Attica was spoiled and arrogant. When Teacher Qingyu came last time, the princess also looked down on her and even became hostile to her.

It was extremely fortunate that there was no big fight this time.

Qingyu didn't say anything. His eyes lingered on Noita's back for a moment before he continued to move forward with the courtyard manager.

After walking away and dismissing the attendants who had followed him, the phantom explained the reason for the princess's feud with mentor Qingyu: "Young and outstanding women like Qingyu are rare in Attica. The princess's mother passed away, and her father has some interest in Qingyu and wants to marry her as his successor, which is understandable. But when the princess realized this, she was furious and broke up with her father, even fighting. She became even more hostile to Qingyu."

The phantom demon has now replaced the princess's identity, and she needs to disguise her behavior in these places and with people who are familiar with her so as not to be discovered.

Noita raised her eyebrows and asked, "What was the outcome of their fight between father and daughter?"

"It was a draw, right? We got really angry at the time and almost tore the courtyard apart. No, why are you focusing on something so strange?"

Noita replied, "Isn't the whole point of a fight to be about the outcome? There's nothing strange about that."

The phantom demon was speechless to her.

You're crazy. In this kind of ethical drama, you only care about the outcome of the fight.

Sometimes the phantom feels that Noita is more crazy than himself.

They walked slowly all the way and finally arrived at the courtyard.

This is the princess's territory. Maids in white serve the princess and the gods, gathering fragrance from the fruit trees and spreading its sweet, mellow aroma to every flower and soil. The intoxicating aroma permeates the entire land, mingling with the chirping of birds and the playful pursuit of green snakes across the verdant grass.

When she stepped into the courtyard, Phantom Demon felt the increase from the power of the land. Her strength was enhanced and she was now considered a master among the second level.

She wanted to attack, but the girl in old-fashioned clothes turned around, and a glance in her dark eyes extinguished her growing desire to attack, and her abundant confidence became shaky.

The idea of ​​taking down Noita was put to rest.

Although he was one level higher than her, the phantom demon inexplicably felt uneasy when facing Noita.

This guilty feeling came for no reason; it was like a reminder, but also like a surrender.

"You can do it, I know you're not convinced by me, so I'll give you one chance to challenge me, one and only." Noita, understanding the Phantom Demon's thoughts, encouraged him, "I won't use the magical item Luhua gave me. I'll only use my own strength to fight you. If I lose, you'll be free. If you lose, you'll have to behave like a dog and never disobey again."

Upon hearing this, the phantom demon immediately became unhappy.

"Why is it that if you win you just get freedom, but if you lose you have to be a dog!"

"Because if you push me any further, I'll call for help. You don't seem to realize that Luhua can reach us in a flash from such a short distance."