Ariel tilted her head, looked at Tesla next to her, and said, "Even if it can't be achieved, how powerful is this weapon now? If training is required, how long will it take to train?"

Tesla thought for a while and said with some uncertainty: "Well... I'm not sure. I have tested the power before, and the range is indeed farther than Mr. Cheese's short gun, and the power is also a bit greater. .However, the preparation time required for a launch is very long, and loading is troublesome... To be honest, I even think Miss Mochi's bow and arrow are far more flexible to use and more powerful than our trial machine. Bigger.”

Ariel thought for a while and finally nodded and said: "I don't have an idea just from what you said. So, take your trial machine and let's go find a place outside the city to test it. Is this okay?"

Seeing that his president had already said this, Tesla had nothing to be embarrassed about. He could only take a deep breath and said: "Okay, president. Please wait a moment. I Let’s go and carry that thing out with my designers. It’s pretty heavy.”

Tesla turned back, and it didn't take long for him to come out from behind holding a long weapon wrapped in layers of cloth. Many of the designers followed him now, and everyone was excited. Looking at Ariel, excitement was written on her face.

Ariel held Napa in her arms and nodded: "Let's go and try it."

At that moment, the group of people followed Ariel out of the guild hall. But at this moment, Suta happened to rush back and saw Ariel about to go out.

"President? Are you going out? Ah, I have already told everyone about my resignation, and I have also told you about the exam!"

Once all these things were told, Suta's face immediately became much more relaxed. Even though the upper half of her face was still covered by layers of bangs, she could still feel the joy in her heart.

Ariel nodded and said: "Okay, then you can prepare for the exam first. I want to go out and test the weapons... Oh, by the way."

As the two sides passed each other, Ariel suddenly thought of something, turned around and said to Suta who was about to enter the guild hall -

"I just made a mess on the counter. Please help me clean it up."

Suta responded: "Okay, President."

Seeing that Suta is so obedient now, maybe it's because what happened on No. 1231 just now has stimulated Ariel, or maybe she thinks that Suta was also the same character in the past who would follow her every step and would not refuse at all. Ariel always I felt that somewhere in my heart started to hurt again.

At the moment, she couldn't help but added a few words again -

"Also, those books... Suta, you should read more books at ordinary times. You can read the books I have placed in the guild as you like. If you don't understand something or don't know it, you can ask me. It doesn’t matter. I can forgive you if you delay work just to read a book... So, do you understand?"

Suddenly hearing Ariel warning him so solemnly, Suta felt a little strange.

But now she didn't have much confidence in her heart, so she could only just nod her head and say "hmm".

After seeing off Ariel and others, Suta returned to the hall. He looked at the pile of messy documents on the table in the rest area, and then at the books piled everywhere on the counter. He couldn't help but frowned and walked to the table.

Before that, I started to pack it up.

While tidying up, she looked at the documents and bills, trying hard to figure out what her president meant. But even if the bills were clearly placed in front of her, she couldn't understand them at all, and she just felt her head was dizzy.

Almost.

It was at this time that Brad and Buffy came back together.

When Brad saw Suta being cleaned up here, he immediately raised his hand and said hello: "Sister Suta! Good afternoon!"

However, Suta was still looking at the documents attentively. The more he looked at them, the more upset he became, and he did not hear Brad's greeting.

Seeing that Suta didn't respond to him, Brad wanted to go forward and continue to say hello. But Buffy, who was sitting on his shoulder, reached out and pulled his ear and said, "What are you doing? I'm not paying attention to you.

Do you still want to take the initiative to come over?"

Brad smiled naively and said: "If Buffy doesn't like it, then I won't say hello. Buffy, I'm going to clean up in the back and get some tools for repairing the roof. In the afternoon, I will do some menial work. You

You don’t need to accompany me anymore, just take a rest.”

Buffy flapped her wings and flew up from Brad's shoulders, stretched, and said: "Okay~~~! I am indeed a little tired. So be careful this afternoon, don't push yourself too hard.

, do you hear me? If you are injured, I will not allow you to leave me alone again!"

Brad nodded vigorously and laughed. At this point, he walked into the back of the guild, rummaged through the cabinets, grabbed some tools, and went out.

After sending Brad off, Buffy turned around and saw that Suita had packed up all the documents on the table and started to pack up the books on the counter.

However, she was still tidying up very slowly, shaking her head while tidying up. When she picked up a book, she would read the name on the book, turn it over and look at a few pages, but after a while she still closed the book, a pair of

He looked totally unreadable. "What...are you doing?"

Parfait flew over and circled around the crisp tower.

Suta still didn't seem to realize that Buffy was in front of her. She picked up a book called "Appreciation of Ancient Poems" and opened it. After looking at it twice, she closed her eyes again and stacked them on the pile of books next to her.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

Buffy suddenly flew to the tip of Suta's nose, spread her hands and feet, and shouted loudly.

At this time, Suta finally came back to her senses. She was startled, and then slowly calmed down. Looking at Buffy in front of her, her frown relaxed slightly and she said: "Buffy...it's nothing."

, the president asked me to help her pack these books, and I’m packing them right now.”

Buffy clasped her hands behind her back, flew to the stacks of books, looked at them, and said: "Put them away. Why do you look so scary? And you have to pick up and read every book? Oh~~~I understand! You

You also want to become as knowledgeable as the president, right?"

Suta once again picked up a "Basic Mathematics Lecture Notes" and flipped through a few pages casually. He smiled bitterly and said: "It would be great if I could become like the president. But... alas, the president asked

I cleaned up and asked me to read more books. I don’t quite understand why the president said this to me...Does he think I’m too stupid and wants me to read more books?”

Buffy tilted her head, shrugged, and said: "Whatever, I can't read your human books either. Only Sister Qiangwei and a few sisters who like your human books can bear to read your books. Since

The president asked you to clean up, so you should clean up quickly first."

Suta sighed helplessly and nodded. She reached out and took out a book from the pile of books again, intending to flip through a few pages at will to see if there were any secret instructions hidden inside.

Notes or whatever, if you don’t have them, start packing them up seriously.

However, when she picked up the book and recited the title as before...

""Magic Swordsman's Manual"...?"

Looking at this slightly worn book, Suta's memory was suddenly sketched out.

When she saw this book, she immediately thought of the young man named Tiramisu... That young magic swordsman was loyal, brave, and powerful in combat. He was willing to sacrifice his life for his master... It was a pity.

…

"Sigh... If I hadn't seen it today, I would have almost forgotten that we even have such a book here."

Buffy also flew over, saw the book, then nodded and said: "Oh, I know this book, isn't it the thing left by the two magic swordsman masters and apprentices? Well... having said that, I

I haven’t seen what’s inside yet. What’s written in it?”

Suta opened the "Magic Swordsman's Manual" out of boredom and said: "It records all the magic swordsman training that Mr. Mas Capone wrote to his apprentice, Mr. Tiramisu.

and combat skills. Back then, Mr. Mas Capone must have hoped that Mr. Tiramisu could inherit his will and pass on the power of the magic swordsman... But now, alas... it's really too

Pity……"

Buffy flew over and looked at the preface on the first page of the "Magic Swordsman's Manual". After a few glances, she immediately said with a look of enlightenment: "Oh~~~! Magic Swordsman? Hmm

Hmm, I understand, isn’t it the Magic Swordsman! Haha! So we still have such a book here? Yes, so many years have passed, and I almost forgot about it.”

Suta closed the book: "Mr. Mas Capone and Mr. Tiramisu passed away last year."

Buffy: "Ah... yes! Yes, yes! Last year! Last year! Well..."

Suta: "..."

Buffy: "Okay, okay! I admit it! I almost forgot what they do! So, Suta, this magic swordsman... what exactly does the magic swordsman do? The process of the previous guild championship battle

It seems that we have never encountered such a profession before?"

Suta nodded and said: "The Demon Swordsman is a fighting profession created by Mr. Mas Capone. He himself was a Templar, but later he turned into a Demon because his belief in the God of Light disappeared.

Swordsman."

"Unlike us Paladins who focus on defensive defense against magic, the Demon Swordsman is a combat profession that is almost created specifically for hunting magic. From what I know about the pair of Demon Swordsman masters and apprentices, they

Their bodies have very strong magic resistance, and the weapons in their hands can split magic. Even those with no magic element seem to be able to observe the flow of magic. It can be said that they are really the natural enemies of magicians. No, it should be

It’s fair to say that they are the enemies of magic.”

Hearing this, Buffy couldn't help but hugged her shoulders, trembled, and said: "The nemesis of magic? Oops... is it so evil? You humans are really becoming more and more perverted. Not only do you want to transfer magic,

Do you even want to specifically restrain magic? It’s terrible, it’s terrible…”

Suta also smiled and did not deny it.

After all, for flower fairies like Parfait, they are almost all collections of magic elements. If this collection of magic elements meets a magic swordsman who is not afraid of magic at all, it is basically equivalent to

She has no ability to resist, so she should be afraid.

Looking at the "Magic Swordsman's Manual" in his hand, Suta also exhaled silently.

Although the magic swordsman is the nemesis of magic, the training method of the magic swordsman seems to be very difficult. There is no specific training recorded in the first few pages of the book. Instead, it requires picking various herbs.

, using a variety of alchemy techniques to wipe and soak the Demon Swordsman's body. He even had to take a large amount of potentially poisonous poisonous insect poisons!

Only through this can one be able to temper a body with almost peak magic resistance... Such a painful process is not something ordinary people can endure.

………………Magic resistance……A body that has reached its peak?

Suddenly, Suta's hand holding the "Magic Swordsman's Manual" tightened!

She began to breathe heavily, as if she had thought of something, and stared closely at the book in her hand, motionless! Buffy on the side saw Suta suddenly looking so stunned, and was a little confused.

Out of curiosity, he floated over and looked at the "Magic Swordsman's Manual" she was holding in her hand. He looked at her again and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Suta did not respond to Buffy, but opened the book in her hand again and began to read page by page carefully.

In almost more than half of the front part of the book, there are detailed records of what kind of herbs to pick, how to grind them into powder and take them, or to immerse the whole body in water prepared with special medicines for a water bath.

Among them, for example, various kinds of needles, which are almost like torture, are inserted into designated parts of the body of the quasi-demon swordsman, and stimulated three times every morning, noon and evening. In the later stage, the quasi-demon swordsman was even required to take some additives.
To be continued...