"The reason is simple, because only you can do it..." Beijieka blinked: "Didn't you ask me why I look a little haggard? Because I've been repeating a surgery before - but I've been failing."

"This surgery has something to do with the prophet?" Lance raised his own doubts.

Bejeka's abnormality obviously started after meeting the prophet Emu.

"You can also say that. She told me the seriousness of the matter, otherwise I wouldn't even notice this until I die."

A trace of fear flashed across Beijieka's face and immediately said, "This operation is not difficult, but because my physical condition is very special, the executioner must be required to have eyesight, hand-eye coordination ability, and precise operation beyond ordinary people. Before that, I thought I could do it, but in fact, I couldn't."

Lance's heart was slightly stern.

When Beijieka said this, she obviously noticed her abnormality.

It seems that among the trio, I am not the only one who has been observing my companions... Bejeka and Jamieri obviously have the same keen insight.

Sure enough, she said: "Forgive me for taking the blame, but during these days, I discovered a very unique phenomenon. Although you did not use any witchcraft, you seemed very accurate and stable when doing everything."

"The posture of holding a coffee cup in your hand is always so standard. There is no error in the place where the fingers of the cup are placed twice. Moreover, your movements are very fast and stable. This is why I chose you as my helper. Of course, the more important reason is that my intuition tells me that you are a trustworthy person."

"Are you?"

Bejeka's bright eyes stared straight at Lance, who was silent.

Because of the seed chips on Lance's body, his body is naturally unusual. The sub-chip [powder] that he unlocked before, used to refine medicine and alchemy can provide him with top micro-operation ability. The reason why his movements are so accurate and stable is mostly because of the effect of this sub-chip that has been turned on. After all, with Lance's current physical fitness, in addition to [Hungry Wolf], the other sub-chip in ordinary-grade sub-chip will not lose too much physical strength even if it is turned on at any time at 24 hours a day.

Even if there is loss, its loss rate will be offset by the powerful recovery ability brought by the blood of the great demon.

So over time, Lance developed the habit of turning on these ordinary sub-chips at any time. As a result, these subtle parts were seen by those who were interested.

...

"It's hard to say," Lance thought for a while and said, "No doubt. We are a partnership on this ship. But our relationship shouldn't be close enough to perform surgery on each other."

"Maybe not." Beijieka blinked: "But I'm not afraid. What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid," Lance corrected, "You gave insufficient information and I can't make the right judgment. At least you have to tell me what kind of surgery it is, right?"

"It's just a small operation." The purple-haired girl said easily: "The magic in my body is a bit special, some magic. She has accumulated in an incorrect place. These magic powers cause trouble to me all the time, which is a huge hidden danger. I store them in one place, and over time, these unruly magic powers condense into a [magic knot]. This thing does not obey my discipline, and I have to be distracted to suppress them at all times. Now, it's time to take it out."

Lance narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly asked, "Between the ribs on the right?" This was the revelation given to him by the old woman when she was in the strawberry garden.

Beijieka was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said calmly: "Although that fierce old woman doesn't look magical, she seems a little special. She is not a prophet, but she also sees my troubles."

"Although I haven't heard of something like [Magic Knot], since you can't even take it out yourself, it's a lot of trouble."

Lance said seriously: "What preparation is required for the entire operation?"

"Nothing is needed. Just a knife and a pair of tweezers." Beijieka shook her head and said, "The reason I didn't succeed is because I didn't have enough speed and accuracy."

"Just take a magic knot, why do you need speed?" Lance was very confused.

Bejeka shrugged.

She took out a knife and suddenly cut her arm.

The next second, thick blood was about to flow out along the wound. Who knew that at this moment, her wound suddenly condensed, instantly completing the bleeding and scarring. In the blink of an eye, the scar fell, and her skin was still smooth, leaving no trace.

"Now you know why." Beijieka said, biting her lip, "It's purely because of my special physique."

"What a strong recovery." Lance's eyelids twitched.

Before, he only paid attention to Beijieka's abnormality in the magic pool, but he did not realize that her ** actually had such abnormal recovery power.

Such abilities are almost comparable to the ability of [Rebirth of Broken Limbs] in Solomon's bloodline obtained by Lance.

No wonder Beijieka repeatedly mentioned that it requires extremely fast speed and accuracy. With such recovery ability, a casual blow to the surface of the body will heal in a few breaths. How can I take it slowly?

Thinking of this, Lance's face couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Aren't you always there before..."

"Yes, I've been trying to do surgery on myself." Beijieka said with a wry smile: "I can't control this ability to recover quickly, but this ability will continue to consume my physical and mental strength, making me extremely tired."

"Now, I've told you the truth? Are you willing to help me? Lance?"

Bejeka looked at him with hope.

Lance frowned, but shook his head: "I'm sorry, I don't want to."

...

"I'm sorry, I don't want to."

In the divination hut, the prophet's voice seemed so firm.

The old man in gray sat opposite her, his face full of helplessness: "But since you are willing to see me..."

"My divination quota this month has been used up. I am willing to see you because of my old friends." Eminem said lightly: "You also know the rules of fate. I only have three chances of divination in a month. Overspending means a high price - even the danger of losing the favor of fate."

The old man in gray was silent for a while, and finally smiled bitterly: "But this matter is of great importance. Our people were trapped somewhere in the Roaring Ocean, and I must rescue them. But now the problem is that I completely lost their clues. Someone was staring at us in secret, and they took action to kill our informants. The only information I got was that those unknown enemies might come from [The Kingdom of Thousand Sails]. But the Kingdom of Thousand Sails is so big that even if I am a third-level wizard now, I can't find a small fish in the sea - not to mention that this small fish will still be invisible."

"This is your own business. Mr. Russell." Ehm was unmoved: "What's more, your words may be useful in front of others. But in front of me, they are full of loopholes."

The old man in gray shook his support, looking a little embarrassed: "I forgot that you are a prophet."

"You didn't forget it, but interests blinded your eyes. Old friend."

Am said calmly: "The Scepter of the Sea Emperor is the treasure of the sea clan. You humans' attempt to get involved is a huge mistake in itself."

"We are just supporting one of them." The old man defended: "It has been a long time since the Roaring Ocean has not had a real king. We hope to help the sea clan establish a new order again. Of course, in this process, we humans can also gain more benefits through trade. But this is a win-win game rule. This is no denying."

"The King of Roaring Oceans? The legend of the Sea Emperor's Scepter is as ridiculous as Sodom's Scepter. No demonized item can dominate hundreds of millions of lives, never. Even if it is a legendary item." Emu said disdainfully: "Since you have received the information in the Kingdom of Thousand Sails, you should go there immediately instead of looking for a fortune teller."

"I want to know the exact location." The old man gritted his teeth and said, "We don't have much time. If I don't say much about the specific one, you will understand. I am willing to pay any price!"

"Any price?" A strange light suddenly flashed in the prophet's eyes.

Russell nodded vigorously: "This is the promise of a third-level wizard."

Em lowered his head and for a long time, he suddenly floated over and said, "Let me think about it."

...

"Why don't you?" Beijieka looked very upset.

Lance looked at her straight: "Because you didn't tell the truth."

The latter was stunned.

Lance said lightly: "The reason why magic knots form in your body is not because some of the magic will not obey discipline, but because your magic is plundered from others!"

"The magic power cultivated by others will naturally react to your body. Am I right? Miss Bejeka?"

The cabin was suddenly quiet.

Bejeka suddenly became expressionless, her eyes narrowed, and she looked like a docile and cute cat; but in Lance's view, it was clearly a leopard dormant in the grass.

A dangerous atmosphere slowly spread.

Lance looked at her quietly, but had already started chanting the spell silently.

In the entire living room, only the breathing sounds of both parties remain.

After half a minute, Bejeka's expression suddenly relaxed and his voice became a little hoarse: "How did you find out?"

Lance did not relax his vigilance: "This is not the key. The key is, why should I help you while you conceal the truth? Don't tell me this is what my companions should do. I have said a long time ago that our relationship has not yet improved."

Beijieka shook her head gently: "Some things should be hidden. But your perception is too sharp."

"But all this is not my original intention. Judging from your fearful expression, I think you may have misunderstood."

"It's a long story, I can share it with you if you want."

Lance looked at her:

"Please tell me a long story." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!