013, The Sword of Fierceness...?

The world turned into a thick white fog until one minute later. The idiot standing in the center quietly raised his left arm, looked at the leather arm armor, and his eyes turned into ice peaks.

That's right, he was watching...silently.

But while he was staring at the leather armor intently, An on the other side shook the red hair and said with great satisfaction: "Auxiliary weapon - Misty. The creativity of this thing comes from the time when I replaced the explosive guide stone I gave you with a smoke guide stone. You don't know, it really took a long time to make this thing and took countless energy~~~!"

An took out the design manual on his body, turned the design drawings about the fog page by page, and pointed to the design drawings inside and kept saying: "I wanted to set it to a trigger for the initial design, that is, to make something, throw it on the ground, and the smoke dissipates. But later I thought that if I did this, I would definitely make a big move when throwing things. Facing a first-class expert, I would only die. And I couldn't carry so much on my body, which seemed cumbersome."

The idiot was still looking at the fog on his left arm, silent. I don’t know if he was really listening to An’s words.

"Later, after several improvements, I finally decided to make it with the shape of this leather arm armor. Oh, now looking back, that time was really hard~~~! I had to make a circle of smoke release holes in such thin cowhide, and plan the guide line diagram inside, and calculate the factors that will be invalid due to the impact of this leather armour. I also had to compromise on the influence of its distortion on the guide stone and the guide array."

"Do you know? The hardness of this cowhide is 55! All work must be carried out on the hardness of this 55! Also, I originally planned to make the smoke inside into tear gas, but do you know how complicated it is to plan the tear gas conduction array? As a last resort, I had to make it into water vapor."

"In order to maximize the concealment, I suddenly had a whim to use the two of the fists to clamp and relax my fists to adjust the movements of the bones and use them as control methods. With the last swing, the fog can reach this perfect state!...Tsk, damn it. Now that I think about it, the boss actually bought the fog for only 20 Sura, and it was indeed wrong."

"Okay OK, we know. This thing is really good, very practical, very good~~~!"

In order to prevent An from continuing to chatter with the design drawings like this, Xingli had to interrupt her in time. After comforting the inventor's eldest lady, she turned her head and smiled.

"Mr. Xiaobai, your strength is not strong enough. It is good to use this thing to avoid unnecessary battles. You should keep it...well? Mr. Xiaobai... Mr. Xiaobai???"

In the courtyard, by the rockery, the raised left hand was still raised, and the fog on the arm was still emitting a warm and earthy yellow color. As he stared, Xiaobian walked over and gently pulled his sleeve. After glanced at the arm armor, the owner of the sleeve put down his left hand and gently stroked the child's hair...

Hands, put down.

The laughter in his mind continued to perform ridicule and madness. The idiot raised his head and exhaled quietly. His eyes were always frozen, but he stroked the little girl's hair hand...

But it is still slow, slowly...

"Woo~~~Silly~~Bee~~~"

Xiaobian screamed comfortably, threw himself into the idiot's arms, and his little face kept turning around his chest. Seeing this scene, Ann over there snapped his fingers and said, "Xiaobai, it seems that you want to be very satisfied with my work?"

"Hey, are you satisfied? Give me a letter!"

"……very good."

Two words finally spit out from his mouth.

Bang-

An snapped his fingers and smiled, "Great! It seems that instead of selling these weapons, it is more interesting to use them directly for others! Let's do this, and if I make any good things in the future, you can experiment with me to see if it is suitable. If it is suitable, I will give it to you directly. Hahahahahaha-! Woo... Woo... My heart..."

Xingli on the other side held An, who was numb because of her happy smile, but An didn't care about her body at all. Some people appreciated this point that she seemed to be more energetic. She covered her chest and wanted to go back to her studio, as if she wanted to challenge the next work with a light and add bricks to her path of invention. Xingli had no choice but to let the maid help her to help her. After delivering it to the door, she greeted the idiot and went back to her room. She was ready to spend this night.

night……

serene.

The wind blew the sand city after a noisy day, and at this moment, I finally entered a rare sleep.

There seemed to be noisy singing and dancing and night-staying lights coming from the Duke of Nolius's mansion. But here, there are only the most natural sleep...

Yes……

Everything went to sleep.

Even the pond in the back garden is still calm now, enjoying this wonderful time quietly.

This night is quiet...

Quiet...

Even when the black long sword was inserted into the pond, it was not shown...

...

Crazy-

A light sound.

In the darkness, the dots of water droplets were slid into the air by the sword blade. Then, it fell.

A boy stood quietly by the pool, the black blade was clamped under his armpit, and as the water droplets slowly landed...

breathe……

Throughput…

...

Water drops, broken.

It was broken into countless smaller pieces and fell one after another.

but……

Other undestroyed water droplets still bloomed on the boy's head, shoulders, and hands as usual...

The moon is high.

In the garden where nothing had happened, the boy stood quietly, completely integrated with the darkness around him.

Even when the last light in the villa was out, he still stood like this without moving.

His dark pupils were covered with eyelids, and it was impossible to tell what the boy, who seemed to be petrified, was thinking. As the stars in the sky turned, he stood there, standing... It seemed that he would stand like this night.

...What is missing?

In the darkness, 666 pictures quietly hang around the idiot, far or near, high or low. On such a quiet night, the villains in these pictures seem to know silence, and every sword they hit has a little peace.

...What exactly is missing?

The branches tremble, the moon shadow slants westward. The mist in the air gradually spreads.

And what...what...is there something wrong?

In silence, the problem was raised by the boy over and over again. He wanted to follow the trajectory in the picture and think hard about this sword technique. He was very calm and not anxious. He knew that there was no anxiety in this world that could be solved. Everything must be thought, judged, and then concluded.

But……

So far, he has no conclusion.

The Sword of the Enemy—Xia Lan.

The Sword of Killing - Xia Lan.

Among the three swords that idiots have learned at present, the most powerful and most complex sword is undoubtedly the most powerful. Judging from the strength of its sword, it is definitely the most violent sword among the six swords.

But why...

The Sword of Fierceness...but is so difficult to practice?

In the darkness, 666 pictures disappeared. What appeared in front of me was a huge blood-colored pupil.

The black pupils opened, and the blood-colored demonic pupils disappeared.

The quiet night was still so peaceful, and the swimming fish in the pond were lying steadily at the bottom of the aquatic plants, sucking bubbles.

"……call……"

Hands, release.

The long black blade narrowed and slowly shrank into the right arm as the chain was pulled. The red eye contrasted with a strange light under the moonlight. It smiled, smiling with a look of looking at something interesting. It was not until the chain covered the red that this look disappeared from the idiot's sight and returned to tranquility.

A white exhalation overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The idiot touched the chain on his right arm, then the leather armor on his left arm, and his body, which had been tense, only relaxed slightly at this moment. Entering the villa, stepping up the stairs, coming to his room, opening...

On the bed, a little girl lying in a large shape lies and slept. A small smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and her chest was fluctuating regularly.

A cool breeze blew in from outside the door. The little girl felt a little cold and couldn't help but turn over. Her body under the quilt was shrinking into a ball. The boy immediately closed the door, walked quietly to the bed, sat down, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the soft hair...

"Woo...hehe...woo...woo..."

The hand was grabbed again and put in his arms. As if he had obtained a treasure, the little girl hugged her tightly and continued her dream. The boy holding her hands looked at her silently, and his eyes were frozen by the cold gradually became less shrill. At this time, a ray of moonlight exposed from the window, and the silver light shone on his body...
Chapter completed!