How to become a sea witch

When Bernice and Lambert came out of the coffee shop together, Thiago was standing not far away, separated by the traffic and voices of the entire street.

He stood in the shadows as the tall buildings cut the sunlight pouring down his head in half, watching them talking and smiling as they crossed the street full of bright lights and walked into the theater together.

Since the actors for the main roles have not been formally determined, the current rehearsals are just some scattered dance and vocal fragments.

Before entering the dance studio, Bernice heard bursts of singing mixed with laughter and conversation.And as Mrs. Kitteridge from the costume department said, Lambert seems to be very popular in the theater, and everyone who passes by will nod and say hello to him.

In this way,? When the news about Belinda Norman's death came out soon, even though the human police learned that Lambert had been extremely opposed to her election as the leading actress,? Even because of this, they had a very unpleasant quarrel with the director of the theater,? I'm afraid it's unlikely to directly suspect him.

Just as he was thinking, Lambert had already knocked on the door of the dance studio.Harris, who was standing next to P against the wall, turned his head and nodded in greeting to him habitually. Then he saw Bernice, with an obviously stunned expression on her face.

"Hello, Netia Hardy." Bernice said, and waved to him with a smile.

Harris blinked and quickly realized, and then introduced himself to the other party, and then turned to Lambert: "Are you finally finding a satisfactory candidate?"

Lambert smiled and didn't answer, but Bernice took the initiative to explain: "Actually, I asked Mr. Greer to bring me here. Because I like opera very much since I was a child, and I am very envious of being able to become an opera singer." People,? So Mr. Greer promised me that he could bring me here to enjoy everyone's rehearsal. I'll just stand by and watch, and I won't disturb you, I promise."

"So it's your enthusiastic follower again." Harris said half-jokingly, and then looked at Bernice meaningfully, "But speaking of it, this seems to be the first time you have taken the initiative to bring friends here Let’s go to the theater, right? The previous lovely ladies who also admired you didn’t have such good luck.”

Hearing what he said, several other people around him immediately started booing kindly.

"Because in a good opera, besides the story itself, the person who presents it is also very important. I think it is because I agree with Mr. Greer on this point that he is willing to bring I'll do it." Bernice complimented skillfully, with a lively smile just right on her face.

Soon, the rehearsal started again, and Bernice and Lambert sat together on the rest bench next to them, watching them enter their respective roles, playing against each other, and practicing their voices.

After pretending to watch the P formation with great interest, Bernice was thinking about how to naturally lead the topic to the night crow, but unexpectedly, Lambert asked her: "Speaking of which, you haven't officially watched it yet. How about this story? I happened to bring the manuscript today, do you want to read it?"

"That would be great!"

As she spoke, she took the thick manuscript handed over by the other party, and after seeing the three lines of cursive characters written under the title, she paused and asked, "Is this Dante's Divine Comedy?"

"Yes. Have you seen his work, too?"

"It can be regarded as having a little bit of understanding."

But that's all, Thiago told her.

Thinking of this, Bernice turned over the page in her hand, patiently started from page p and looked back little by little, and stopped from time to time to express her yearning for the beautiful love of the hero and heroine, as well as for Dakota. The envy of this character.

Watching Lambert's real, tender, deep emotion when he mentioned Dakota, how popular he is at the theater and how he gets along with others, Bernie Silk once again felt sincerely that human beings are really complex and changeable creatures.

They are not born to represent pure evil like demons, nor are they recognized as incarnations of goodness like angels, but a more unpredictable and untrustworthy existence.

Just looking at his usual performances in the theater, it is really hard to believe that such a person would be willing to kill to satisfy his extreme delusions.

When turning to the first frontal description of the night crow, Bernice stopped and pretended to ask casually: "At this time, Shalvide actually feels something is wrong, right? He seems to have a keenness that no one else has." intuition."

"Yes. At the same time, this is also a kind of expression. After all, the night crow is a kind of uncontrolled existence. It will only be attracted by the extreme desire of creatures. Maybe before Shalvide realized it, it Already seen a certain use value from him, so this kind of invisible attention will make Shalvide feel scared."

"That's it. It seems that it is indeed a very complicated character, and it is easy to attract the audience."

As the plot continues, Bernice has been carefully restraining her interest in the role of Night Crow, acting like an ordinary audience.

When she came to Shalvide and walked into the room that her father had warned that she must never open, it was also the pth time that Night Crow appeared in the form of a living creature. She deliberately stayed in that p screen for a long time, first expressing sincerely She lost her sympathy for the male protagonist, and then asked with the same tone: "I was thinking, as a smart person like Shalvide, he should know that it is very dangerous to make a deal with an existence like Night Crow. So, he shouldn't Are you hanging out with Night Crow all the time?"

Lambert was silent for a moment, the expression on his face was in a trance for a moment, and then he replied in an ethereal tone as if he was recalling: "Intellectually, this is true, but at that time, Shalvide only hoped that Darius would Kota is resurrected, no matter how dangerous the deal is, he will agree to it."

"Their relationship is just so beautiful."

Bernice twitched the corners of her mouth with difficulty, trying to suppress the impatience in her heart, and heard Lambert continue to say: "But you guessed it right, night crows will only appear when Shalvide needs them, and they It is a transactional relationship, not a companion."

Will only be there when needed?

Bernice blinked, and was just about to ask where the night crows usually stay, but she quickly gave up the idea.

Since, as Lambert said, the relationship between him and the magic lamp is only a transaction, then it is very likely that he is not very clear about other things about the magic lamp.Therefore, the only way to quickly find the magic lamp is to let Lambert bring the magic lamp to them.

In other words, he had to have the idea of ​​killing her as soon as possible.

Bernice thought quickly, but she hadn't come up with a rough plan yet. Just after the rehearsal was over, David, who was holding an accordion audition, suddenly said enthusiastically, "Anyone want to dance? I can do it for you." You provide p-stream accompaniment services."

After hearing what he said, the others immediately began to echo and applaud, looking for their own dance partners one after another.

Lambert raised his head from the manuscript, looked at Bernice beside him, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Do you want to dance?"

"Dancing?" Bernice raised her head in a daze, and immediately remembered that in the opera, Dakota also danced with Shalvide, and she was still dancing at the first ball in the Red Manor. It was time to agree to Shalvide's marriage proposal.

"David is a very good accordion player here." He explained somewhat inarticulately, his dark gray eyes seemed to be gazing at her intently, but they didn't fall on her at all, as if they were just staring at her. There is a beautiful phantom that does not exist.

"Of course, I mean if you want."

"Why not? As long as you can bear the danger of me stepping on you at any moment."

After finishing speaking, she laughed happily, put her hand on the hand extended by the other party as an invitation, let the other party hug her waist, spun lightly, and cut into the center of the dance floor, with long black hair hanging down Then it drifted away, gently sweeping over Lambert's shoulders and arms like a feather.

In fact, Bernice didn't know how to dance formally, she just relied on her quick reflexes to keep up with Lambert's footsteps.On the other hand, after seeing Lambert and Bernice joining in, he blew a crisp whistle towards them as if joking, and then replaced the soothing country folk song with a more luscious tango dance music.

The clear and lingering music flowed in the air without slowing down, while Bernice was constantly advancing and retreating, the light emerald skirt under her slender waist fluttered and danced with her long hair.

"Does it feel okay?" Lambert asked, his voice almost indistinguishable from the surrounding music and noisy voices.

Bernice spun and leaned back following his movements, and then straightened up, with an obvious relaxed expression: "Very good, I think, the ball at the Red Manor was probably as happy as this."

"Yes, it must be like this." He said softly, the corner of his mouth seemed to be smiling, but there was deep sadness in his eyes.

After the dance, Harris proposed a bar party and invited Bernice to join them.Considering that she might be able to take this opportunity to learn more about the magic lamp, Bernice nodded in agreement after some hesitation.

Walking out of the door of the dance studio to the very lively front hall of the theater, a familiar gentle voice suddenly broke into Bernice's hearing, causing her to turn her head almost instinctively, and quickly looked in the direction of the sound, He immediately saw the blond boy in a clean white suit surrounded by people around him like stars.

Why is he here?

Bernice subconsciously paused for a moment, and then wanted to hide in a crowded place and get out, but just when she was about to take a step, she heard Thiago's voice from a short distance away Passed over: "...Yes, I am also very happy to chat with you, but the person I was waiting for is here, sorry for your excuse."

That's too late.

Bernice closed her eyes in despair, followed the voice of the other party calling her alias, and turned her head. Before she could react, she heard Jessica beside her whisper in a rather excited tone: " Is this your friend?"

Before Bernice could answer, she quickly added: "Please, please answer yes. I have never seen such a beautiful person. He is exactly the type I like!"

Is your human liking all so inexplicable?

Bernice pursed her lips and replied tactfully: "It may be a little difficult."

"Is that so?" Jessica sighed in disappointment, and then cheered up again, "It's okay, it's pretty good if you can sleep with him. You must know that the beginning of a relationship doesn't necessarily mean that it's best to be reserved , you can also directly p point."

It can be seen how lucky it is to be an ordinary person who lives on land and never has the opportunity to see other mermaids.If another Sea Clan said this, it would probably have been fed to the sharks.

Bernice thought silently, and at the same time quickly adjusted her expression and raised her head, and greeted Tiago in feigned surprise: "What a coincidence, you're here too?"

"I'm waiting for you." He said, raising his hand very naturally to straighten Bernice's messy hair from dancing just now, as if he didn't realize how intimate this action was, and his attitude was as gentle as usual, " The dinner location has been booked, it is your favorite place, let's go."

What kind of plot is this?

Bernice blinked blankly, and then quickly answered: "But I just promised to go to the bar with everyone."

Anyway, I was caught and met with Lambert, so I might as well push forward to the end, continue to dig out some useful information, and then go back and make a contribution.

After hearing what she said, Thiago smiled helplessly, his blue eyes were like a foggy sea in the shadow cast by eyelash feathers, blurring his true expression: "So, Did you really forget that today is our engagement anniversary?"

"Huh?" Bernice was stunned, looking at him in a bewildered manner, and immediately realized that he must have said this intentionally to Lambert, so she immediately showed a look of surprise in a cooperative manner. He smiled and replied, "I'm sorry, I had so much fun chatting with everyone here this afternoon, I even forgot that today is the anniversary."

"So... you are a fiancée?" Jessica managed to recover from the double blow of shock and broken love, with a resentful expression, "I knew that a good-looking man is either married or gay. Unbreakable as the sun must rise in the east."

Harris was gloating beside P, and did not forget to touch Lambert with his elbow secretly. P joked with a dead face: "This is really regrettable, isn't it? It seems that we can't get together at the party tonight." gone."

"Yes." Lambert said, looking at the blond boy who suddenly appeared in front of him expressionlessly, with an undisguised attack power in his eyes, and his tone was cold, "It's such a pity."

Tiago noticed the subtle changes in his expression, but still maintained the gentle and calm appearance of P, stretched his arms around Bernice's waist, lowered his head and rubbed her ear with the tip of his nose, and said softly: "Let's go , it's getting late."

Sensing the breath with the faint fresh smell of sea water brushing over her ears and stroking her neck, Bernice only felt a burst of tension, as if a cold air was constantly rushing up her spine.

It took her a lot of effort to restrain the strong urge to run away brought about by the approach and intimacy of the other party, forcing herself to relax her body and try to show herself as flawless as possible: "Sorry, today It's really unfortunate, let's go to the party together another day."

"Okay," Lambert said, reaching out to her, his dark gray eyes suppressing any impending storm in the sky, "see you next time."

Bernice reached out to shake his hand, and then Thiago grabbed the hand that hadn't been withdrawn, and interlocked her fingers and led her away from the theater hall, towards the bright lights outside.

The midsummer sun is as ferocious as thorns overflowing out of control. Even though it is approaching evening, those excessively dazzling brilliance and evaporating heat still haven't eased much. On the p road, Tiago kept holding her hand, pulling Bernice along the long road between light and shadow in silence.

During the period, after she thought that they had walked out of a safe distance far enough, she tried to let go of each other, but she failed to get Tiago to let go. Instead, her fingers were locked even tighter, as if she was holding a piece Almost like a lost treasure.

Those platinum-blond hairs that were blown around by the wind and almost merged with the sun kept disturbing Bernice's attention in her sight, making it impossible for her to see the expression on Tiago's face. Subconsciously felt that he seemed a little anxious and unhappy.

Thinking of this, Bernice couldn't help feeling guilty.After a brief weighing, she decided to tell the other party the useful information she had just obtained, so as to save her own image in time.

"The crown came down just in time. I have some news about the magic lamp that I need to report to you." As she spoke, she secretly observed Tiago's expression, and found that there was hardly any readable information on his face. He pursed his lips, his jaw line was tense, and he didn't know if he had listened to her words.

Without any feedback as a reference, Bernice could only choose to continue explaining after being silent for p seconds: "Grier said that the night crow is not controlled by the protagonist and will only appear when he needs it. So I think , if we can't find the location of the magic lamp for the time being, can we use this p point to lure it out? After all, according to Greer's current behaviors, the interval between his actions is constantly shortening, and at any time There may be new victims. We still have to find a way to end this as soon as possible, don't you think?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the person in front of her suddenly stopped.Before Bernice could take back her steps, she could only bump into Tiago's back firmly, causing a dull pain in the tip of her nose.

Thiago turned around, looked at her expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "So you just went to find him alone, and you plan to use yourself as a bait to take risks alone, is that right?"

From his attitude, Bernice could clearly feel that she should answer "no".But logically, she really didn't think there was anything wrong with the other party's conclusion, so she had to answer in a roundabout way: "I just think, after all, compared to spending time looking for the location of the magic lamp, and the situation where new victims will appear at any time , this is the fastest and most labor-saving..."

"So you're planning to fuck someone." He interrupted the other party coldly, his eyelashes drooping slightly, and the eyes illuminated by the twilight were so bright that they were nothingness.Bernice couldn't tell what the emotion was that was obviously not directly expressed on his face, but she felt it very clearly.

Seems to be disappointed.

But it's much more than that.

There are many, many things that have accumulated extremely deep and are so heavy that they will lose control at any time.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences if you fail? Even if Greer can't see your identity, what about the magic lamp?" He stood in front of Bernice, the setting sun hovered between them from the side, and the ground was full of colorful and broken bright.Bernice thought that Tiago was worried that if she failed, the plan to capture Greer and destroy the magic lamp would be seriously hindered. She was about to explain, but she heard him continue to ask:

"Have you ever thought about how dangerous it is for you to do this?"

As a result, Bernice suddenly couldn't utter the words that had been prepared.

She blinked, remembering what Gabriel said for no reason. The reason why Thiago didn't agree with her to go to Lambert alone was because he was worried about her safety, and she suddenly felt a subtle sense of panic in her heart.

"I...I thought about it, so I'm not going to discuss anything with you." She tried to smooth things over in an erratic tone, "Besides, the reason why I thought of using myself as bait is also because I trust you and the guards. I'm sure nothing will happen to me..."

The more he talked, the less confidence he had, because the mermaid in front of him was motionless, staring at him expressionlessly.

"Is it really because you believe in me?" He asked, his soft voice made Bernice hear the gloomyness.

After nodding desperately without any hesitation, Bernice saw P Si's indistinguishable joyful smile slowly climbed to the corner of Thiago's mouth.

He smiled, looking so gentle, but said to her: "Then let's get married."

"what?"

Bernice stood there in a daze, as if she didn't understand what he just said at all.

The author has something to say: I gave up struggling, just me with the obsessive-compulsive disorder of filling pits, I can't write other pits until I finish writing.But my self-doubt that I can't write anything may come back in a few days... I know my own hot chicken virtue too well.

So, even for the few friends in the pit.I don't think I will apply for this article in the future, so let it be cold. I will write it when I feel comfortable, and stop for a few days if I don't feel comfortable.Let's see if I freeze to death here first or if I finish writing it first.

Anyway, you can look for other articles to read more, don't pay too much attention to this pit, just come back and take a look when you think of it occasionally, see you next time.