Chapter 179 Akali Leaves

Hearing Akali's brisk voice, Kamiao smiled instantly, and he softly congratulated Akali.

"Congratulations, Ms. Akali, no... it should be Akali Swordsman."

"Captain, I'm getting ready to go out. As I told you before, I want to go out for a trip, but I have to wait because of the refusal of the potion." Akali did not reply. She pursed her lips and spoke softly. She asked whether she could get help from Swordsman Potion or Camus. In her opinion, the people in the Rose Investigation Team were her family.

"Where are you going? Do you need help?" Kamiao was stunned when he heard this. He also recalled that Akali had told him many times that he was going to travel. He didn't expect to be in such a hurry, so he showed a concerned expression and asked softly.

"Twin Canyons, if everything goes well, it will take about half a month. Of course, this is an ideal situation. My psychological estimate is that the minimum is half a month and the maximum is three months." Akali quickly said the name of the place, and then hurriedly added.

"So long? Well, if there is any trouble, I hope you will contact me in time. You know the method. I hope you will pay attention to safety when you go out." Kamius nodded lightly. Akali at least mentioned this matter. Three times, he could only give symbolic reminders, but Akali didn't reply after Kamius finished speaking, as if she was thinking about something.

"When are you leaving?" The air suddenly became quiet, and Kamius raised her eyes slightly, interrupting the silence.

"Tonight, I plan to take the airship to Qiuri City first, and then take a boat out to sea." Akali spoke softly, with a hint of emotion in her tone.

"Okay, I wish you all the best. It's only noon now. Do you want to have lunch together?" Camus looked up at the sky and prepared to close the door.

"No, I need to buy some special items. I'm sorry that I don't have time to say goodbye to you one by one." Akali shook his head, stroking the Elf Sword, his face full of guilt.

"Maybe you are its owner. It is better for it to follow you than to follow me. I wish you good luck." Kamius also saw the long sword wrapped in black cloth in Akali's hand and sighed happily.

"It is my companion, an eternal companion. I will look for some extraordinary materials to increase its strength." Akali pursed her lips slightly, her eyes full of determination, and she held the long sword in her hand and spoke seriously.

"I'm leaving. Captain, please tell Kashu, Susie, Kasjia and the others." After saying this, Akali bowed lightly to Kamius and walked out of Kamius' yard.

"Looking at Akali's glorious back in the sun, Camus slowly closed the door. He didn't want to see more, but he decided to predict whether Akali's trip was dangerous."

After closing the door, Camus gently walked up to the second floor, pulled down the curtains to block the bright sunlight, his tone was serious and bumpy, because he didn't know whether this newly emerged ability would succeed again. "Great being, please tell me whether Akali's trip is going well."

The gnosis floated in the sky, and oppressive and heavy darkness filled the air around Camus. Suddenly, the quietly floating gnosis began to stir. Camus' ears felt cold, as if there was an unknown existence whispering in his ears. There was a strange and rapid murmur, so rapid that Camus' mind was roaring, and it was so rapid that his mind was in severe pain because it could not accept the information. It was as if a touch of warm liquid appeared in Camus' ears. Just when Camus was about to force him to When I turned off precognition, the crazy whispers in my ears suddenly disappeared, the oppressive and heavy darkness also disappeared, and a clear answer appeared in my heart.

"Pa..." The spiritual object suddenly fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Camus touched his ear and found that the base of his ear, his cheek, and his chin were covered with red blood, making him look extremely terrifying.

"What's going on?" There was no time for treatment. Camus looked at the dictionary on the ground with a horrified expression. His mind gradually became clear, and then his face turned ugly.

"He" has influenced me, can the other party influence me through spiritual objects? Doesn’t it mean that you can only affect me through a mirror? What's going on with this evil and crazy murmuring? "Suddenly, Kamiu's eyes glanced at the spiritual thing on the ground again, and he thought of a thunder in his heart.

"He influenced me through the spiritual object. I took the initiative to contact him. So what happened to this situation? He indirectly affected me through the spiritual object?" Kamuo slowly said the most reasonable conclusion. He really I can't think of a second conclusion.

Just as Camus continued to think, he suddenly saw dots of red plums appear on the smooth floor. Camus reacted immediately and quickly walked to the bathroom.

"Wow!", the sound of the faucet gradually became quieter. Camus thought it was the blood that blocked his ears. After the blood was cleaned, it would return to normal. After sorting it out, Camus picked up the towel behind him and wiped the water stains. I found that the sound of the water was indeed louder, but it was still abnormal. It seemed that the sound of the water had really become quieter.

"Is the eardrum ruptured? Otherwise, it doesn't make sense." Camus looked sideways in the mirror and found that the blood stains on his ears had been cleaned up, but the voice was indeed abnormal, as if it was softer.

"I think I should see an otologist. This kind of trouble should be handled by professionals." Camus murmured and prepared to go out. Lux had already stayed at Susie's house for a day. As a brother, it was necessary to pick her up. Come back, and the danger is far away, it's safe enough here. As for your ears, you can wait and see on the way back. Anyway, your neighborhood is the First Citizen's Hospital.

After tidying up, Camus wore a black suit and told Nicole to take care of the house before stopping a carriage and walking towards Hulin Street.

In the Ninth District Research Institute in Caldecott City, Caska, wearing a white research suit and holding a cup of coffee, was sitting tiredly at his workstation. After taking eight consecutive days off, a pile of things had accumulated on his desk. He had just finished the accumulated things. Although he looked tired, he was in an unprecedentedly happy mood.

He was just a low-level researcher in the institute and did not have the ability to join advanced research and special research laboratories, but he still needed to do some low-level mechanical devices and simple things. The Ninth District Research Institute was not a philanthropist, and he was not a member of the Ninth District Combat Department. He did not have the special treatment of not working, so he could only try his best to get the credit he deserved.

"Are you done? Laska? Do you want to have lunch together?" Sitting opposite Laska was a researcher with a graceful figure and a pretty face. She had long golden hair and a proud figure. She was the replacement of a former colleague, Ou Ya, a mechanic who was also a Sequence Six. Thinking of his former colleague, Laska smiled bitterly. His former colleague Ou Ya was faster than himself. She was transferred to Creighton City a few days after he left.

"Ms. Milan, I'm happy to have lunch with you. You know that mechanical drawings and complex mathematics are always tiring." Casgar gently put down the coffee cup, stood up and bowed slightly, inviting the new colleague.

"Hehe... I heard that you are a genius here, a genius who can conceive mechanical drawings by yourself." The beautiful Ms. Milan laughed softly. After she sorted out the drawings in front of her, she walked to Casgar's side.

"Well... As you can see, even geniuses have to be drowned in complex data." Casgar gently pointed to the drawings on the table, his tone slightly helpless.

"This is the only way for us to succeed. I believe you will handle more in the future. I believe that hard work will be rewarded." Ms. Milan's eyes suddenly brightened. For Sequence Six, mechanical drawings are eternal, and the success of mechanical drawings requires a lot of basic knowledge.

"Well, I think we should go to lunch. You are very similar to Ms. Ou Ya. You are always enthusiastic about work. Maybe this is why she was transferred to Creighton City in advance." Casgar saw Milan's appearance and his tone was quite emotional. Ms. Milan did not speak. She walked in front and led Laska to the restaurant of the institute.