My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

At the same time, a gray light rushed towards Noita.

The pattern on her wrist flashed, and the light of protection and the gray light canceled out. The sea water within a few meters turned into stone because of the gray light, and the light of protection disappeared.

In mythology, Setos's name comes from Keto, and it is regarded as the incarnation of the goddess Keto.

The goddess Keto is the source and source of all sea monsters, and an aspect of the unpredictable ocean. She is the embodiment of all dangers in the ocean and a symbol of the unknown and strange creatures. Setos inherited some of Keto's divine power and also symbolizes the dangers of the deep sea.

Although Setes eventually died due to the divine power of Medusa, the youngest of the three Gorgon sisters, and his spirit ascended to the sky to become the immortal White Whale, the power from the sea was still preserved in his petrified body.

——Stone symbolizes stability and is an excellent carrier for preserving strength.

While the power was preserved, the petrification curse did not disappear. The heart-pounding gray light was the remaining curse.

Now the worm is stimulating the power within its tentacles at all costs, causing the curtain of the deep sea to rise from the depths of the earth, separating the realm of life and death.

The soil was muddy, and the suffocating weight came from afar, immediately acting on Noita's body.

The Bright Flame Armor operated with difficulty, and a thin light appeared, supporting part of the illusory sea water, but the light of hope lasted less than a second before it was extinguished by the heavy pressure, causing bubbles to surge in the deep sea.

Amidst the churning of bubbles, Noita suddenly rushed out, her body covered with a two-centimeter-thick transparent protective layer. It was this layer of protection that allowed her to endure the deep-sea environment and not be harmed by suffocation and extreme pressure.

This is the effect of the spell called "Life Bubble".

An empty bottle of potion slipped from Noita's hand and fell to the ground.

She drank the life-sustaining bubble potion before the Bright Flame Armor's protection was extinguished and survived.

She floated in the illusory sea water, and the quiet murmurs from the deep sea echoed in her ears.

With the washing of the sea water, the already shaky dream finally reached the moment of collapse. The background of the dream was exposed on a larger scale, becoming the wounds of a secret realm, madly swallowing the deep sea transformed by magic, and several irresistible whirlpools were about to suck people into the gaps of the secret realm.

The pattern on her wrist glowed faintly, guiding her to a hollow that was greedily swallowing up the seawater, and also accepting the sand, dust, and buildings stirred up by the seawater.

Through this hole, she could leave the ruined secret realm, but she didn't know where her destination would be. It could be on the worm's dining table, on the beautiful lady's bed, or even in the worm lady's bathtub. It connected to countless secret realms. She only hoped Luhua could help her find a good place.

There is no way out at this point and I can only trust Luhua.

Noita swam towards the cave and suddenly saw a glowing, broken body on the way.

It's the mantle.

His eyes were closed and he was unconscious. His body was constantly leaking some black liquid. It didn't look like blood, but seemed to be some kind of energy.

Even though the situation was dire, he still did not die under the heavy pressure of the deep sea. From the wounds on his body, one could see the alchemical matrix working intermittently, and it was unknown which alchemical structure saved his life.

Thinking of the last obstruction made by Mantle, Noita took out a bottle of life-sustaining bubble potion from the gate city and poured it into his mouth, then pushed him into the hole.

You help me once, and I return the favor to you once, we're even.

Unable to help but sigh, Noita closed her eyes and swam into the cave as the suction pulled her. She prayed secretly: My life is full of misfortunes, I hope the next secret realm will be safer and easier.

The moment he fell into the dreamland, the pattern blossomed and turned into a piece of silk embroidered with flowers, which wrapped around Noita and took her to a safe secret place. The mantle was also well protected, so that he would not be harmed by the chaos in the gaps of the secret place.

Noita looked at the demonic fire in the depths and asked wearily, "Where will we go next?"

She knew Luhua could hear her.

Luhua replied: "I don't know, I'll leave it to fate."

“…I hate you.”

"It's okay if you hate me. I can't imagine you liking me. I'm sorry for tying you up on this dangerous journey with an unknown future, but I don't regret it." Lu Hua said without any remorse, "I hope you can bring me enough benefits."

Noita scoffed, "Do you really think you can become a role model by picking up some trash in the secret realm? No matter how deep you go, there are only a few things that can make you reach the top in one step."

"Gambling is like that. You either win everything or nothing. My luck is really bad, so I need your help. Also, believe it or not, I need to clarify that Qingyu's transformation into a worm was also beyond my expectations. I had originally planned a route, but now it's all destroyed."

"The rest of the story is up to fate."

Noita said, "I am the one who has gone deep into the secret realm. What are you worried about?"

"Yeah, I shouldn't worry."

Luhua's speed increased again. In the blink of an eye, she passed several secret realms and crashed straight into a seemingly peaceful secret realm deep inside.

"Wish you good luck, and wish me good luck too."

After the blessing, the shock of forcibly breaking into the secret realm caused Noita to fall into a brief dizziness.

……

When Noita woke up, the river was carrying her recklessly.

The life-sustaining bubble potion she had drunk earlier was still taking effect, and even though her mouth and nose were submerged in water, her breathing was not affected.

The Bright Flame Armor was still in tatters, and her spiritual energy had not recovered much. All this proved that she was not dizzy for long.

Noita clenched her left hand, her spiritual energy was consumed, and the river water pushed her to the shore.

Calling upon the heat to evaporate the water stains, Noita shook her hair and flew to the top of a tree to observe the surrounding environment.

There are green trees on both sides of the river, so lush and verdant that there is no visible boundary.

You have arrived at a new, uncharted realm. The past is past, and a new path unfolds beneath your feet. This is the era following the Night of Conspiracy. The crown is stained with blood, the throne hangs vacant, and the situation is deeply unstable. In this chaotic era, a group of hasty individuals discovered a vast gold mine on the border of the kingdom, sparking a gold rush. The leylines record this event, and the uncharted realm replays this story.

The log shows a lot of information and also gives a general introduction to the background.

This is really a rare thing.

This is a place where gold is hidden on the border of the Kingdom of Rongguan, bordering the Dark Moon Land, and there are a large number of gold mines buried underground.

In reality, the place where the gold is hidden is the territory of Earl Swan, but in this era, there should be no definite owner here. The Serkar people, mountain people, and Rongguan refugees are fighting here, bloodshed occurs every day, and people are thrown into the stinking ditch every night.

It was a chaotic era, but at least there were no strange worms and monsters.

Noita thought about it, put on a shiny knight's armor, and threw the damaged Mingyan armor into the river.

She walked down the river, blessing herself.

Hope you have fun.

Chapter 154: Wonderful Bird Tavern

"I got you."

Luo Xiweiya picked out the photo of the black-haired girl from the lengthy information. The beautiful girl with a dim red cloud in her eyes looked calmly at the photo, as if she was looking at Luo Xiweiya across time. The slightly curved corners of her lips seemed to be smiling, but gave people a vague and hazy beauty.

When showing the file to Dai Hui, Dai Hui said that the girl in the video had a cold personality. After she said that, Luo Xiweiya also felt that this person was difficult to approach when she looked at it again.

However, the girl's enthusiastic greeting in the Gate City often appeared in her mind. When the image of that lively, cheerful and humorous girl overlapped with the image of the black-haired girl, Luo Xiweiya felt that her smile became more obvious.

Luo Xiweiya asked her subordinates in a cold voice: "Who created this file?"

"This is the original file. It was supposedly handed directly to the association by the shaman of the Holy Mountain. All subsequent photos are photocopies."

The author may be the shaman to whom Noita depended, but this is difficult to verify.

Luo Xiweiya lowered her eyebrows, feeling the emptiness in the fate of the owner of the photo, and made up her mind: "Go find her and invite her over. If you can't find her in the nest, go to the secret realm. I need her."

Dai Hui reminded, "Although there is news that the association will soon open up the exploration rights of the Silver Peak Lair and allow adventurers to enter the abyss through its routes, the secret realm is still in its secret stage, and only a few adventurers have permission to enter."

Luo Xiweiya had made up her mind: "Send some people in first, and the rest will be dealt with after the ban is lifted. I will transfer some accounts to you for management, and you will help me take care of this matter."

Several semi-solidified psychic frames were handed to Dai Hui by Luo Xiweiya. When they were used on the Gate City link device, they could expand different accounts.

Dai Hui took the crystal and retreated calmly.

Luo Xiweiya's influence expands downward in a network structure with different accounts as nodes. Each account contacts many key figures. Different accounts represent different identities and involve multiple industries.

This node-like structure is suitable for Luo Xiweiya to hide her identity, but it also has many troubles in use. Sometimes, it will cause internal friction among them due to inability to operate or subordinates acting on their own.

When there was no more sound at the top of the tower, Luo Xiweiya fell into thinking again, how to catch the slippery Noita?

……

Swan collar.

The Wonderful Bird Tavern.

The bard sang the legendary prince's adventures, the lute echoed leisurely, hell, the wolf, wealth, the princess's love... the happy adventure story bloomed from the music and danced in the elf's wine glass.

The joyful singing guides people to let go of their inhibitions, dance to the music, and leave everything behind.

The gunmen slammed their hands on the wooden table, urging their companions to play their cards as quickly as possible, their smug smiles half-hidden.

The drunken adventurer embraced dreams and flowers, dancing while hugging the air.

A crisp sound startled the drinkers and the dancers looked over. It turned out that the gunman had accidentally dropped a silver coin on the ground. His arm was frozen in mid-air, and several extra playing cards were poking out from his sleeves.

He was cheating and screwed himself again.

His fellow card player punched him in the face, knocking him down on his back, but more cards flew out of the puncher's sleeves and fell to the floor.

Everything was self-evident, and a melee broke out between the gunmen.

A burst of laughter came from nowhere, the poet continued the music, the adventurer danced with his dreams in his arms, and beauty returned to its original state.

Fighting, dancing, music, everything goes on in its own way without interfering with each other.

Noita sat at the bar and ordered a cup of hot milk tea.

The elf handed over milk tea.

The hot goat milk had a fishy smell. Noita held the wine glass and glanced sideways at the chaotic yet interesting tavern.

This was the first tavern she came across as she went up the river. It was almost evening, and Noita, who didn't want to travel at night, came here to rest. However, she didn't expect the atmosphere in the tavern to be more lively than she had imagined.

"Are you here to pan for gold too?"

The elf brought a small sandwich and asked where Noita came from.

Noita shook her head and said sadly, "I'm just a wanderer who has lost his home. I'm passing through here. I heard that the Dark Moon Land is recruiting talents, so I want to go there to start a new life."

"The Dark Moon Land isn't a good place," the elf advised. "It's a wild place, and the wild people in the mountains still practice brutal blood sacrifices. I heard some tribes can't even light a fire properly. You're undoubtedly asking for trouble if you go there."

The elves have a lot of contempt for the Dark Moon Land, and their words are very contemptuous of the Dark Moon Land's mountain people.

Noita pretended to be surprised. "But I heard that Serkar is eager to recruit talented people. The Serkar people I met before were all polite. They are not as bad as you say."

"The Serkars are the Serkars, and the mountain people are the mountain people. These are two completely different things..."

The elf roughly stated his opinion: the mountain people had always raided the borderlands and were uncivilized. The Serkar, on the other hand, were civilized people, engaging in long-term trade with neighboring nations.

When talking about the difference between the two, the elf was extremely resentful and kept talking for a while, with no sign of stopping.

The argument is just one: mountain people are not good people.

It seems that there is a lot of resentment.

Noita was thoughtful.

From the elves' complaints, Noita learned that the border mountain people bullied the weak and seized the kingdom's territory and gold mines. This was the main reason for the elves' dissatisfaction.

Noita asked curiously, "Doesn't the lord care?"

The elf said indifferently, "The lord is dead. It is said that he died with the king on the night of the conspiracy."

The Night of Conspiracy was a rebellion against the royal family launched by the Grand Duke of the South. He colluded with the Sunset Society and the Black Finger Alliance to assassinate the royal family, and fought a brutal and bloody battle with the royalists in the royal capital, which shrouded the capital in blood for three months.

The impact of the killing was used as a sacrifice by the Sunset Society to summon the phantom of Struggle Sky, which directly plunged most of the territory of the Kingdom of Glory into conspiracy and suspicion, and indirectly triggered the subsequent war to protect the king that affected the entire territory.

The escalation of the war shattered the Southern Grand Duke's hopes of quickly taking power, and after the war, he no longer had the energy to unify the Kingdom of Glory.

This caused the once dazzling land of glory to become fragmented, with local lords fighting for their own.

At this point, the night of conspiracy was officially declared over, and the Kingdom of Crown of Honor was in the midst of a period of vibrant activity, with nobles, bandits, civilians, mercenaries... all the forces that could be named wanted to get involved in this muddy water.

In the material world, the impact of the Night of Conspiracy has not completely ended, let alone the time when the Night of Conspiracy just ended in the secret realm. It is even more chaotic, and even the border troops cannot fill the line.

The mountain people who come across the border are also impossible to manage.

Because the Swan Lord failed in his attempt to defend the king, a large number of his elite soldiers unfortunately died on the night of the conspiracy, which led to the weakening of his family. At this critical juncture, a large gold mine was discovered, and refugees and adventurers flocked in, causing the situation to become further chaotic.

The new Swan Lord couldn't control it even if he wanted to.

Noita nodded in understanding, his expression slightly excited beneath his helmet.

The strength of Swan Leader doesn't sound that good, but she seems to be able to gain some experience here.

Just as Noita was thinking about how to conduct a sting operation to punish the villain, a gunshot drowned out the music in the store.

Three bullets passed through the crowd and hit the gunman in the middle of the tavern as accurately as a halberd shot from the gate. With a clang, the three pistols fell to the ground.

They were already enraged and about to draw their guns and shoot, but someone fired three shots in a very short period of time, avoiding a bloody battle.

"That's my dear Alice, the graceful farewell; please don't cry for me, beautiful Alice, you are the wreath around the swan's neck; please don't be sad for me, I am just a story, a romantic lone minstrel."