Artificer Adventure Guide

In the midst of the "creaking" transformation, Midrice once again turned into a female Dark War Greymon.

However, compared to before, her body shape is now more feminine, and even the part that should have been a dinosaur head has become softer.

The power of the dragon pattern is manifested on the black shield behind her, and a gray mark begins to emerge on the black shield that was originally empty.

The outermost layer of this mark is an equilateral triangle, and the inside is an inscribed circle tangent to each side.

A line segment is perpendicular to the midpoint of the equilateral triangle, perfectly cutting the triangle and the circle.

If Carl were here, he would probably exclaim "Deathly Hallows!", because this mark is exactly the same as the Deathly Hallows mark in "Harry Potter".

"Miss Midrice, what would you like to eat for breakfast this morning?"

As Midrice's transformation finally stabilized, V, who had just made a noise, finally spoke.

Mitris was stunned for a moment, and then replied in a hoarse voice: "Just like Nia and the others."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was surprised that her current state was actually okay. If there was no intense battle, she could even maintain this state for an hour or two.

V, who was standing next to her, turned around and left the hall after getting a clear reply, and asked the Yueling maids to prepare breakfast.

Mitris sat in the hall blankly, trying to figure out how long she could last in this state.

Time passed quickly, and two and a half hours later, Carl returned to the bastion from the arsenal on the lower floor.

Hope and others had already gotten up at this time. Seeing Carl, they quickly led Carl to the living room.

"Look, Mitris has persisted for more than two hours this time. She seems to have mastered the trick of this transformation!"

Following Hope's guidance, Carl looked up and found that Mitris was indeed standing in the living room in the spirit transformation.

V considerately handed over a towel, wanting Carl to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

Carl looked up and took the towel and wiped it simply.

"Do you feel anything wrong? Won't the power conflict?"

Realizing that the other party seemed to have persisted for a long time, Carl hurried forward to ask.

"Thanks to you, it's much better than last time, I..."

Intentionally guiding Carl's position, Mitress tried to expose the lip print on the back of Carl's neck.

But the three people standing behind Carl seemed not to see the bright red lip print, all looking at Mitress, waiting for her to continue.

'What's the situation? They didn't see it? '

Seeing that Hope and others didn't grab Carl to ask, Mitress had to bite the bullet and continue to speak.

"I used the Eternal Death Sect..."

Simply introducing the principle of how this transformation can last so long to everyone, Mitress was not in a hurry, kept calm, and continued to guide Carl to turn around.

But the two of them turned in the same place for a long time, and Hope and the others looked indifferent.

In the end, everyone decided to go to the restaurant for dinner for fear of wasting time.

Mitress took the opportunity to cancel the transformation, but except for a short period of exhaustion, her body quickly recovered her strength.

‘It seems that the last situation was indeed caused by the conflict between the negative energy of the spirit itself and the magic of the druid, damn Carl! ’

Just as she was about to leave, Mitress found that Carl was half a body behind the others, and the lip print that should have been unusually bright on the back of his neck was nowhere to be found.

Mitress’ pupils shrank, and she was thinking about where the lip print went, but she heard Carl using the communication technique to ask in her ear: “Looking for the lip print?”

Mitress’ body suddenly froze.

After a short delay in thinking, she replied in a low voice: “I don’t understand what you are talking about.”

Carl’s low laughter sounded in her ears again, and then Mitress saw Carl looking back at her and ended the call.

The two sat down one after the other, and the whole meal was tasteless to Mitress.

After the meal, everyone began to transport the equipment to the port.

Today, Storm Bay was as peaceful as ever. Although many well-informed people had heard that Carl was going to conquer Dalkat, everyone seemed to have extra confidence in Carl.

When passing by the stadium, Carl also saw the card players who were watching the resurrection match.

"Although this game was indeed made by me, I didn't expect it to be so popular. By the way, did the receptionist Dragon Pattern discuss related matters with you?"

Sitting on the transport vehicle with a large construct as a guest, Carl took advantage of Hope and others not paying attention to this side and talked to Mitris in a low voice again.

"I have already contacted me. The annual income is about..."

Looking at Carl with a vigilant face, Mitris thought that Carl was dissatisfied with her control of this business, so she began to show her strong woman side and explained it to Carl.

However, before she finished speaking, Carl interrupted her.

"Hey~, I'm giving you the business, which means I trust you completely. Although I was a little wary of you when you were No. 18, I already treat you as my own.

I was wrong about what happened yesterday, but I just wanted to avenge you for almost turning me into a zombie. Forget about what happened this morning. Let's laugh it off when we meet again!"

Carl stretched out his hand.

Mithris hesitated and shook hands with Carl, feeling a little guilty for playing a prank on Carl this morning.

She was about to apologize, but saw that Carl had stood up and walked away.

So this feeling of guilt was suppressed in her heart, which had a certain impact on Mitress's already precarious conscience.

But she didn't know that Carl, who seemed to have left, was using psychic power and the device of the construct itself to observe her every move.

When he saw the guilty look on her face, Carl was secretly happy in his heart.

'Well, it seems that this PUA was successful. Mitress probably won't do similar things to me again in the future.

Phew~, it was really dangerous this morning. If V hadn't happened to see the lip print behind me, I couldn't wash it off even if I jumped into the Venern River! '

Recalling the experience of being almost pitted by a lip print in the morning, Carl gritted his teeth.

In the morning, he learned about the existence of the lip print from V while wiping his sweat with a towel, so he used the cleaning ability of magic tricks to eliminate the lip print for himself.

But this is mainly because Mitris's lipstick is just a normal version. If the other party prepared a lipstick mixed with alchemical potions that can prevent the cleaning effect of ordinary spells, he would be cheated!

'It is said that enemies should be resolved rather than made. I must be more careful in the future! '

Karl secretly warned himself and raised his head to focus on the outside.

Not far ahead, the fortress of the port is already within reach.

A wooden warship is docked at the dock, waiting for Karl and others to move in.

As a strange machine master, Karl recognized its specific material only by the color of the wood.

This is actually a warship made entirely of bronze wood!