~： The fifth year story 028, Holy Sword-Vatican

"Hey, Goodsee, stop."

Anan stopped in front of Dai Lao at the right time.

"Norius, why? Do you want to fight again?"

Dai Lao hammered his injured right shoulder vigorously. After this punch, his wound broke and blood stained the bandage. But he didn't seem to notice it, red eyes and loudly drinking.

"Can't you tell? The general who you call the Clockwork Warlord is actually a cripple!"

"Uh???!!!"

Dai Lao was stunned again, turned his head and looked at Zat's face for a long time. Even at this time Kena came over to examine the open wound for him, but she didn't pay attention.

"Heh...has it been discovered?"

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Zart's mouth.

"Actually, I was poisoned during the time I was preparing to fight. Those people are very good at using poison. Although I am very careful, I give my food to dogs, cats and other animals before eating. I tasted a bite, but I was still accidentally poisoned. Haha...it will not die, but will be weak for life, and can no longer hold the weapon."

This is the end of the inquiry.

Although there are still many questions to ask, nothing seems to matter to this middle-aged man who has become a complete waste.

At this time, the sky has changed from night to dawn again. The people who hadn't slept for almost all night were also very tired at this time, and they lay down and rested.

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I don't know if God deliberately made things difficult, the snow on the mountain has been falling for a week and there is no sign of stopping. In this case, leaving the cave and going down the mountain, even the mayor here does not have this ability. In desperation, everyone can only recover during this period and spend this boring time boringly.

In this week, Dai Lao was the one who made the most movement in the cave. Except for the eight hours of sleep every day, he kept practicing with an epee that Zart brought up the mountain. At this moment, his swordsmanship has completely lost the elegance and freeness of the past. There is also no performance in the past that pays attention to gorgeousness and does not pay attention to killing the enemy.

Now, his sword is fierce, every move and every style is about how to remove the Chinese and impractical things in his old swordsmanship, and increase the swordsmanship of the Goodsay family that are not very beautiful, but are powerful. Moves. When practicing swordsmanship, he didn't have the relaxed and unrestrained smile on his face. Instead, he clenched his teeth, his eyes were fierce, and he didn't have the shiny eyes that fascinated thousands of young girls.

Unlike Dai Lao, An is sitting in the corner day and night, holding Dai Lao's broken sword and carving various formulas on the stone. The place in the cave is too small, and Dai Lao takes up most of it, so even if she wants to practice her own "Devil Soul Strike", she can't do it. However, she seemed to be in a good mood. She occasionally called the idiot who was shrinking in the corner to get him to take off the fog, remodel it twice with a screwdriver and tweezers, and then return it to him.

"It's a pity, the guiding stone inside can only be used again. If I have enough guiding stone on hand, I can replace it. But it's in this state~~~~"

He shook his hands and returned the fog after the transformation to the idiot. He smiled: "Okay! I was very particular about the dilution rate, so I diluted the water created by the guiding stone into a gaseous state. But after watching it twice , I found that diluting into a gaseous state is a bit of a fuss. So now I reduce the dilution rate, and let them diffuse in the form of water mist, which should also block the line of sight, and the range is wider than that of gas. In this way, you will run away in the future. It can minimize the visibility of the scene."

The idiot raised his left arm and looked at the remodeled secondary weapon on his wrist. Walnut, who was lying on the bed, looked at the way An and the idiot kept talking, and a feeling of unwillingness somehow came out of my heart. She snorted and turned her head away.

"Princess, what's the matter? Is something uncomfortable?"

After a week of getting along with each other, Walnut found out that Zant’s daughter, Kona Gusno (her husband died, so her father’s surname was restored) was a pharmacist. There is a small cave inside the cave, which is filled with the equipment she needs to make various medicines. In this week, apart from holding up her belly to treat everyone's injuries, she spent a long time studying his father's antidote in that small cave.

"I don't feel well all over."

Walnut mumbled annoyedly, but what she didn't expect was that Kena actually believed it, and came over with her growing belly, reaching out to check her temperature. Walnut couldn't think of a reason for herself for a while, so she could only let Kena touch her forehead, look at the whites of her eyes, and check the coating of her tongue. After tinkering for a while, she sat on the edge of the stone bed in a daze, looking at her princess with a puzzled look.

Walnut was holding his forehead, his face gradually reddening. She grunted twice, and to change the subject, she immediately said, "Kena, when will the snow stop?"

"Well..."

In Walnut's view, the pregnant woman seemed to be a little dazed in other aspects except for the pharmaceutical aspect. She turned her head, glanced at the snowflakes that occasionally blow in through the cracks in the boulder, and said, "I don't know... But maybe it will stop soon..."

Huh--

The sword of Duankong just fell, and the shirtless Dai Lao stopped the practice in his hands, and slightly turned his head to glance at the walnut that was once again restored to the former "waste princess". He lifted the sword and stabbed it out again, the sound of breaking through the air was stern and powerful.

"When the snow stops, I immediately go down the mountain and fight him in a fair and honest fight. The King of Martial Artist never needs two. Between me and him, one is definitely going to die!"

After talking to the idiot, Mist turned his head and snorted coldly. But she finally learned to behave, and she didn't act very exaggerated. Dai Lau did not hear. Instead, Kena next to him looked at the young master whose shoulders were gradually healed, and said quietly--

"Master...maybe...I'm wrong. But if it's fair...you..."

Dai Lao stared at her fiercely.

"Ping... to be fair! Master Dai Lao, your strength... that... not bad! But the worst is, you don't have a suitable weapon... it can match the sword in his hand!"

Finally, Kena turned the corner in time and said the right thing in panic.

"That Rust Sword?"

Dai Law showed great confusion. But at this time, Walnut resolved her confusion extremely smoothly. At the same time, it also pushed a bigger problem to everyone's eyes——

"That's not the Rust Sword. That's the Holy See Sword of the Black Dragon Empire-the Vatican."

Walnut spoke casually, but when she finished speaking, she realized that Kena, An, Dai Lao, and Zat all looked at herself with a very surprised look? ! The only one who always ignores his words is probably the idiot who always stays in the corner. But Walnut can use what he already knows to make himself feel better.

"Holy Sword...Vatican?! That sword...is the Rust sword?!"

Dai Lao's mouth grew in surprise, speaking incoherently.

Seeing Dai Lao's surprise, the feeling that Walnut had just said casually immediately became a bit of showing off. Seeing that everyone around her was so curious, she simply coughed and started to show off the knowledge she had seen in the Royal Library.

"Well, it seems that everyone is very interested? Okay! Let me just talk about it briefly! In fact, the father sent someone to unearth these materials from the ruins of the destroyed Ash City. Transported to the wind After blowing the sand city, I put it into the library. I was idle without problems, went in for a stroll, and only saw it."

Because of his natural preference for various stories, Walnut is so keen on drama and books. But the things that were understated in her eyes, in the eyes of others, are extremely incredible!

The Royal Library~~~! Can ordinary people go in that kind of place? Not to mention that all the banned books or confidential documents are all left to you!

Walnut looked at the amazing gazes of these people around her. At this moment, she felt a little bit of the advantage of being a royal family. He couldn't help but his nose turned up, and he became a little proud.

"Well~~~ Most of the books about this weapon were also destroyed. I don't know who made it in which year. I don't know the casting process. Fortunately, most of its performance is still preserved. "

"Vatican, why this sword is called the Holy Sword of the Holy See is unknown. However, it is said that this sword is really weird. Sometimes it can be lifted by a feather that can float lightly in the air, sometimes The heavy one can flatten a mountain. It is said that this sword is self-aware and can be light when the user needs light and heavy when he needs it."

(Oh? Self-aware~~~?! Same kind! Human kid, is that my kind? Hahaha~~~)

"It is said in the book that because it is so light, the user will not spend any excess physical strength to bear its weight when it is out of the sword. Therefore, the user's swordsmanship level can be drawn with the most perfect posture. Take it to the extreme. But no matter how light it is, it is extremely strong. So far, no sword has been able to bring a trace of wounds to it. On the contrary, the weapons folded under its blade are ignored. number."

(Hey, I also think that the sword can withstand the slashing of the second prison, it is indeed extraordinary. Human kid, in fact, after calming down, I suddenly discovered that there is such an opponent that there is no other opponent at all. Much better? You said, am I the same as that little girl said, stupid?)

The idiot's right fist couldn't help but squeeze again when he lifted the bun. And his reaction was seen in Dim Mi's eyes, but it made the corner of the blood pupil's eyes show a mocking smile again.

After endlessly telling that this sword can greatly cooperate with the user's swordsmanship in all aspects and enhance the user's combat effectiveness, Walnut finally defined this sword.

Holy sword, Vatican.

This is a weapon that can turn the weak into the strong, and turn the strong into a stunning overlord. It is well deserved--

Sword against the sky!