How to become a sea witch

Probably because he didn't expect that there would be other people inside, the evil nightmare was just kicked out by Bernice for a long time as soon as it poked its head in, and fell heavily on the grass outside the house. .

After changing eyes with Tiago to confirm the division of labor and cooperation, Bernice snuffed out the green light at her fingertips, jumped down from the steps, squatted next to the struggling nightmare, and condensed her magic power into a thin and compact hand. But the extremely sharp whale bone blade was spinning in her hand: "Although I know it was not your intention to grow like this, it is your fault for running out to scare people. And you need to knock on the door before entering someone's house. This is a basic courtesy. , do you know?"

As she spoke, she was about to stab the bone blade into the nightmare's chest, when the monster in front of her suddenly let out a piercing roar.

Immediately afterwards, the face without facial features began to become distorted, and the body also began to change.

Bernice backed away subconsciously, watching the nightmare in front of her gradually change from its original strange appearance to the one she was most familiar with.

She has long gray and curly hair, her complexion is an obviously non-human light blue, the corners of her eyes and brows are full of flamboyance and beauty, but below her waist, there are many arms and legs with blue rings like octopuses.

"Ursula?" Bernice stared blankly at the other party, and stepped back involuntarily. Immediately, unconcealable hatred and fear surged in her light green pupils. The hand holding the bone blade began to tremble slightly, and her joints became tense. to whitish.

It can't be, it's an illusion.

Ursula was dead, she told herself.She saw with her own eyes that the other party was alienated by the out-of-control sea witch's magic power into a manic and fierce monster, and was pierced to death by Tiago with a sword in the heart. It is impossible to be alive.

So this is a fake, an illusion that is only presented to confuse yourself.

As if aware of her emotional changes, Ursula suddenly smiled at her very strangely, her bright red lips raised like the tip of a dagger soaked in blood: "Are you really willing to trade everything?"

"Even if the ending is to become a monster."

This was what Ursula asked her when she was about to die from the lower half of her body being bitten by the sea turtle, and it was also the beginning of everything.

"She's dead, you're a fake." Bernice straightened her back, tense as if she was facing a fatal threat, she even shook her head stiffly, and her voice cracked violently.

She clenched the sharp weapon in her hand, hesitating between attacking and defending. The overly frozen limbs made her look like she was under some invisible pressure.

"Of course I'm fake." Ursula admitted without hesitation, but the smile on her face became more cunning and vicious.

She broke free from the light strands bound to her body, caressed her curly gray hair casually, narrowed her dark eyes, and the cold light floating in her eyes made it easy to think of the scales on a poisonous snake, which was equally frightening and cold: "But You're alive, so is the sea witch, and so is the curse."

"Shut up!" Bernice yelled subconsciously, the riotous magic power poured into emerald green flames and ignited around her, flooding to the point of being out of control, and the light restraint on her arm began to sting and burn her skin continuously.

She saw that her arms were reddened, blistered, and the skin had even gradually peeled off in serious places, which looked shocking.

As long as she restrained her magic power in time, the situation would not worsen, and Bernice knew this.But the resurgent anger after decades of silence made it difficult for her to calm down.

She didn't dodge Ursula's attack, but went directly to meet her, cut off the opponent's arms and legs with the bone blade, grabbed her neck with one hand, and pressed the tip of the blade against her throat.

The severe pain caused by the ban on light made Bernice almost unable to hold the weapon in her hand. Some sticky hot blood seeped out from the edge of the branding pattern, and soon melted into the sea water, releasing a faint smell of rust.

She stared at the devil who was still smiling wildly, with an astonishing brightness in her light green eyes: "Why does it have to be me?! It's all caused by you, and it's all because of you! I worked my life for you and did countless things for you Shady things, I will do whatever you ask me to do! But I never thought about being a sea witch, I just want to go home! I want to go home!"

"Can you go back?" Ursula asked sarcastically, "I saved you, so you have to obey me and serve me to death. This is the contract. Besides, a jellyfish who is loyal to the sea witch , even if I give you back your freedom, will your fellow clan accept you?"

Bernice froze for a moment, and heard her continue in a mean and cruel tone: "They won't. Your relatives won't, your friends won't, no living beings will, no one is waiting for you to go back, You idiot!"

As she said that, Ursula threw Bernice away and looked at her condescendingly: "It seems that after all these years, you really haven't made any progress at all, you just learned a little superficial skill to hide it, and you are still cowardly and naive in your bones. "

"But it's enough to kill you!" Bernice swung a dazzling green light at her, took advantage of the moment Ursula dodged and came behind her, grabbed her long hair and smashed her against the ground. On the ground, he raised the bone blade and stabbed into her shoulder bone, disabling the opponent's possibility of counterattacking with magic power.

The pain twisted on Ursula's face, making her look frantic and ferocious: "Are you worried all day long, having nightmares, fearing that one day you will be alienated by the magic power in your body into an ugly , a monster without reason, just like me, like every sea witch before?"

Hearing this, the strength in Bernice's hand couldn't help but relax for a second, and the other party laughed arrogantly: "Look, you are still so afraid of death. You think you don't live by sucking spiritual consciousness like other demons, so you don't Will it be alienated? You can actually feel it, right? The kind of change that lies dormant under the skin, the abnormality that grows in the flesh and blood."

She laughed, and every word she uttered was a knife, cutting Bernice's deepest old disease over and over again, and her fear was as hot as blood.

"One more sentence and I'll cut off your tongue!" Bernice warned fiercely.

"You're scared, you've always been scared. Look, is there any change in your hands?"

Bernice glanced at her most painful mark, and was horrified to find that many rotten scars and granulation had begun to grow on her originally smooth skin.

That is the most obvious sign of alienation.

She screamed and let Ursula go, trying to force them back with magic, but it didn't work.Those terrifying scars were spreading crazily, and soon covered her entire arm.

"No, don't do this... I don't want to become a monster, I don't want—!"

The horror of the nightmare coming true made Bernice completely lose her ability to think. She tried to dig them out of her body with a bone blade, even if it would make her arms bloody.

Don't become a monster.

Don't live through that nightmare again.

Don't run away to find out that all the creatures you love don't remember you anymore.

Don't lie on the bottom of the sea where the sunlight can't reach, look at your tattered body, the coldness and weight of all the sea water are on your body, and feel the despair that you are dying bit by bit clearly and painfully.

However, when she first started to strike, a cold crossed sword pierced straight from behind the nightmare that was absorbing the fear in Bernice.

Ursula's appearance shattered in an instant, and the nightmare with a transparent body fell to the ground and quickly disappeared into a ball of blisters.

Tiago put away the cross sword in his hand, grasped the strength of Bernice's wrist, twisted it moderately, and removed the weapon in her hand to prevent her from cutting himself.

He hugged Bernice, who was still trembling and wanted to resist, gently stroking her long hair and shoulders with his cool fingertips, and his hypnotic voice was as soft as a dream, as if coaxing a frightened child : "Okay, it's all over, those are all fake, don't be afraid, I..."

He hesitated for a moment, and finally swallowed back what he wanted to say with a sigh, and only said: "You will be fine, those are all fake."

Bernice slowed down for a while, until the light restraint on her arm was no longer so painful, she finally woke up. She tried her best to adjust her emotions, and there was a circle of red around her eyes.

She clutched her arms and turned her head in embarrassment, trying to avoid the other party's long platinum hair, carefully controlling the distance between her face and his shoulders, and after a long silence, she said, "Then what, where's that evil nightmare just now?"

Thiago let go of her, with a flat expression: "Dead."

"What about the others?"

"All dead."

"...That's it."

She felt even more embarrassed.

I didn't deal with any of them, it was all resolved by others.

Thinking of this, Bernice couldn't help being a little irritable, she couldn't help scratching the red and swollen skin around the blisters with her fingers: "This thing doesn't have all the facial features, it's scary and has a nose and eyes."

Tiago smiled slightly, and then caught a glimpse of the movement of her hand, and frowned unconsciously: "Give me your hand." He said, without waiting for Bernice to take the initiative, he directly took her hand , the ice blue halo spread between the palms.The collision of the two extremes, one cold and one hot, made her instinctively want to withdraw her hand: "Hey, hey, no, no, I'll go back and get some potions and just do it."

"This is a scald caused by divine magic. It won't heal easily, so don't move around."

Hearing what he said, Bernice immediately behaved.

Soon, those scars and blisters disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

Bernice rubbed her arms twice vigorously, and she was sure that it was true that she didn't feel anything at all.

When she secretly felt that divine power is natural, easy to use and pollution-free, Thiago said again: "This kind of restriction is used to block high-level magic power."

"Well, I see."

"As long as the restriction is not removed, you will be burned every time you try to use high-level magic power. The greater the fluctuation of magic power, the more serious the injury will be. If it can't be cured, it will continue to fester."

"...Mmm, I see."

"So, no matter what happens next, you just need to follow me and never mess around again."

"Yeah, I know...huh?"

Bernice blinked, trying to retain her image as an "upright and reliable partner": "At that time, I was... I mean, my survival instinct or something, and I would subconsciously want to use high-level magic power. This is a very difficult thing to control. I will try my best to restrain myself. It's just that I shouldn't be acting recklessly..."

However, thinking back to the scene where she and the nightmare Ursula were fighting each other and almost being succeeded by the other party just now, what he said was actually not too wrong, she thought depressingly.

Unexpectedly, Tiago didn't respond to her words, just watched her quietly.

Bernice raised her head and saw the other party's too clear blue eyes.

It was also at this time that she vaguely understood why Thiago always looked extraordinarily humble and elegant.

Because when he is expressionless, the sharpness and pressure that were melted away by the gentle appearance in the past will emerge very naturally.

Just like the vast glacier after the sea fog has cleared, there is no trace of softness at all, and it is so cold that it is frightening.

"I've said so much, and the only word you hear is 'random'?" He asked, his tone full of joy and anger.

Bernice hesitated for half a second, and quickly sorted out what she thought was the main point of the other party's words just now: "I will definitely not cause you any more trouble, thank you, Your Majesty, for saving me just now."

Thiago stared at her darkly, obviously not in a happy manner, but he provoked a sharp smile on his lips.The two opposite emotions appeared on his face together, making him look too weird and gorgeously dark.

His eyes wandered back and forth on Bernice's neck for a few times, and he moved his fingers slightly, as if he wanted to reach out to grab something but tried his best to restrain himself, and only caressed her arm casually. The skin slumped to the side of the body, and there was no movement anymore.

"You're welcome, it should be." Thiago responded briskly, without any abnormality in his tone.

If it wasn't for seeing the faint hoarfrost freezing inch by inch from under the translucent ice-blue tail fin of the mermaid, and soon covering the lawn on the ground, Bernice would have believed his words.

Can you stop laughing and saying it's okay, and at the same time be so cold that you become dumbfounded?

It looks weird!

She subconsciously rubbed her arms and took a step back, not understanding why the other party looked even more angry.

Wasn't her apology sincere enough?Or should she have acted more tearfully?

Seeing her actions, Tiago gave up trying to talk to her synchronously with a headache, turned to look at the place where the nightmare fell just now, and looked at her again: "Since this is over, let's Go look elsewhere. It’s just that these things may be out there. So you have to remember, no matter who you see, what they look like, or what they say, don’t believe them.”

She understands the truth, but...

Bernice pursed her lower lip, restraining her anxiety from becoming agitated by the memories just now, and nodded.

Immediately afterwards, she was a little curious, wondering what Thiago saw?

Because the nightmare's illusion is only aimed at its target, in the eyes of other non-target creatures, it still looks like a deformed ghost with missing facial features.But when she thought that what the nightmare would transform would only be what the other party feared the most, Bernice felt a little ethereal again.

She couldn't think of what Thiago would be afraid of.In my impression, no matter when he was just a little mermaid or now that he has become a sea god, he always looks so gentle and calm, as if no one or anything can scare him.

This overly vulnerable mood didn't suit him at all.

Before she could finish thinking, a burst of noisy and crooning sounds like those nightmares began to gather towards the door more and more clearly.

Bernice immediately recalled the bone blade that fell to the ground, and vine-like light threads sprouted from the lawn at the bottom of her feet, firmly protecting her.

She felt uncontrollably nervous, and she wanted to poke her eyes when she thought that she might encounter many monsters that looked like Ursula when she went out.

Just before the cabin door was about to be broken by the nightmare group, Thiago suddenly reached out to her and suggested seriously: "It's too troublesome to solve one by one, let's just rush out."

"Rush?" Bernice repeated blankly, looking at his hands and then at him, "how to rush?"

This operation is too advanced, I will not!

"I'll take you out."

"But..." She hesitated for half a second, facing the young man's eyes against the light, which were carved by the shadows, they were extraordinarily blue as cold and burning, gritted her teeth amid the increasingly rapid impact, and stretched out her hand to catch them, "Okay .”