area51novel Chapter 148 The Broken Silver Needle and the Witch
Chapter 148 The Broken Silver Needle and the Witch
As a pure-blooded witch with a long history, Kuonji Aratama's methods of repairing barriers lean more towards "fairy tales" and "curses".
In the sunroom on the second floor of the mansion, filled with the scents of various peculiar herbs, Yuzhu was standing in front of a black iron crucible.
She needs to brew a space-mending potion that can "glue" broken spaces together.
The materials are quite demanding, requiring belladonna blooming in the polar night, scales shed by fairies, or the blood of some powerful fantasy species as a medium for fusion.
Yuzhu stopped stirring the potion and turned her gaze to Arthur, who was standing quietly to the side.
From the moment she first saw this man, Yuzhu's keen intuition warned her.
This being with a perfect human appearance may not actually be human!
To be honest, the ancient and pure aura he exuded was more like that of a fantasy creature standing at the pinnacle, wearing human skin.
Instead of searching the world for the untraceable fantasy species, let's take advantage of this opportunity to repair the barrier and openly "disassemble" this peculiar man.
"Arthur," Yuzhu said calmly.
"This potion requires a special blood as a catalyst, and I need to extract some of your blood."
"Please make full use of me; it is my responsibility."
Arthur did not hesitate at all.
Since it was Yuzhu's request, he simply rolled up the sleeves of the off-white knitted sweater, revealing his muscular forearms, and handed it to Yuzhu.
Yuzhu took out a blood-drawing needle made of pure silver. This specially made instrument can even pierce the scales of a dragon.
She pinched the silver needle and stabbed it into Arthur's finger.
However, a shocking scene unfolded.
The sharp needle tip failed to pierce Arthur's skin the moment it touched him, and didn't even leave a white mark that indicated the pressure!
Yuzhu frowned slightly, thinking that she hadn't used enough force, so she mobilized the magic power in her body and increased the force in her hands.
"Snap!"
A crisp snapping sound rang out in the quiet sunroom.
That silver needle, which could pierce even steel, was actually bent and broken by Arthur's terrifying muscle density and skin defense!
"..."
Yuzhu stared intently at the broken piece of junk in her hand. Her usually expressionless face showed signs of breaking down at this moment.
At the same time, her inner doubts swelled to an extreme.
"This level of defense... Could it be that he's not really human, but a monster in human skin?!"
The attempt to extract blood using props failed, but this only fueled Arisu's curiosity as a witch.
Now, her focus has completely shifted away from those few drops of blood.
She wanted to find out exactly what kind of structure was hidden inside this man's body!
"Take off your shirt." Yuzhu threw away the broken needle and coldly gave the new instruction.
Arthur was slightly taken aback, but if it was just taking off his shirt, and it was a request made by Yuzhu for a legitimate reason, then it wouldn't be considered impolite.
So he immediately took off his wool sweater.
Sunlight streamed through the glass dome, falling on Arthur's broad back.
There were no exaggerated muscle bulges there; every line was as perfect and firm as an ancient Greek sculpture, as if it contained the power to tear apart city walls.
Yuzhu stepped forward, removed her black lace gloves, and gently placed her white, yet perpetually cold, fingers on Arthur's muscular back.
"Empty your mind and do not resist my magic," Yuzhu commanded coldly.
Then, she closed her eyes and tentatively transformed her magic into countless fine threads, exploring downwards along Arthur's spine.
They attempted to decipher Arthur's magic loop.
However, as the investigation deepened, a storm raged within Yuzhu's heart.
Arthur's body does not contain the kind of fragile, nerve-like magical conduits used to convert life force.
Instead, there is a vast dragon vein hidden deep within the body, flowing like a galaxy!
The magic of the pearl followed this vast trajectory, curiously ascending all the way, and finally touching the part of Arthur's heart.
The moment her magic touched that heart... a sudden change occurred!
"Thump!"
As if stimulated by external magic, Arthur's heart instinctively pounded.
boom!
A divine magical power, as intensely hot and pure as the surface of the sun, surged into her body like a tsunami through Yuzhu's slender fingers.
Accustomed to coldness and death, and armed with fairy tales and curses, the fairy tale witch was completely overwhelmed by this terrifying "vitality" and "heat" in an instant.
"Ugh...!"
Yuzhu let out a painful groan.
It felt like a live volcano had been forcibly crammed into her magic loop.
Her legs went weak, her head spun, and she nearly collapsed onto the hard floor.
"Miss Arisa?!"
Arthur's keen intuition reacted instantly.
He turned around quickly, his movements as swift as a blur, and then grabbed Youzhu's slender waist, supporting her firmly.
"Are you alright?" Arthur asked, looking down at her with concern in his voice.
At this moment, Arthur's burning palms were pressed tightly against Yuzhu's waist.
The scalding heat emanating from him, and the overwhelming scent of hormones that wafted towards her as he drew near, caused Ayumi's already overloaded magic circuits to spasm violently.
"Don't touch me!"
As if electrocuted, Yu-zhu shoved Arthur away and staggered back two steps.
She clutched her heaving chest with one hand, gasping for breath.
On that face, which was usually pale and delicate like a doll, an unusual blush suddenly appeared, spreading to the roots of her ears.
That was a change in her body caused by its inability to withstand the excessive heat of the divine era and the rare intimate physical contact.
"...Within your body lies a monstrous magical heart."
Yu-ju turned away in a fluster, her back to Arthur, trying to hide her embarrassment.
Her voice trembled slightly, a tremor she herself didn't even realize: "...Put your clothes on!"
Arthur was a little confused, but he still obediently put on the sweater.
Seeing that Yuzhu was still holding onto the corner of the table to calm her breathing, Arthur looked at the boiling cauldron beside him and asked:
"Miss Yuzhu, the potion is still boiling. May I ask if you still need my blood?"
Yu-joo, with her back to him, rubbed her temples, her voice tinged with helplessness:
"If you can break through that layer of skin that even a special lancet can't pierce, you can try dripping a drop in."
"I see."
Arthur nodded. Since external objects couldn't pierce through it, he would use his own strength.
He raised his right hand and forcefully scratched the pad of his index finger with the nail of his thumb.
The sharpness of the nail instantly cut through the skin's defenses.
A tiny wound opened up, and a drop of blood, shimmering with a dazzling golden-red light, slowly seeped out.
Then, with a "tick," Arthur precisely dropped it into the bubbling potion cauldron.
"Boom... Sizzle!!!"
The moment the blood came into contact with the potion, the violent divine aura contained in that drop of blood directly triggered a terrifying chain reaction of magical power!
The originally dark brown potion instantly turned into the color of boiling magma.
A violent shockwave blasted a noticeable crack into the heavy black iron crucible, almost causing it to explode on the spot!
Having just managed to calm her racing heart and convulsing magical energy, Yuju stared at the expensive cauldron before her, now on the verge of being ruined...
And that pot of dangerous, sparking, unknown liquid, unusually, showed a headache expression that seemed to "want to kill".