May glanced at him, lowered his head, put his hands on his knees, and said nothing.

The room became a little quiet for a moment. Fang Yu couldn't help but turn back to ask Silvede for help, but the ship's officer smiled. What else could she do?

However, if the shadow man was really the flaming monsters that Miss Lei Ya encountered, Fang Yu felt a little relieved for a moment. He had seen how powerful those things were. Even Miss Lei Ya was almost no match for those things. They were not going to deliver food when they came up?

When Fang Yu couldn't help but wiped his cold sweat when he thought that he had just investigated such a ghost, he would have to think twice before he could do it when encountering such a thing in the future.

But seriously, although the armor they encountered was powerful, it seemed to be a little far from the flame-like monsters. He had seen with his own eyes the power of the flame-like monsters fighting against Leya's Dragon Knight.

Such strength is not easy to kill against them? How could they fight back and forth with them, and finally turn them into victory. So the armor itself is not a shadow man, but what about the purple flame burning in the black fog?

At this time, Silweid seemed to have thought of how to help him resolve the current situation. She thought for a while and said, "There is another rumor about the Claywo family."

Both of them looked up at the ship's officer.

"It is rumored that their family has inherited a magic sword since their ancestor Edwin."

"Demon Sword?"

...

The box silently listened to the story told by Istria.

He actually didn't mean to listen to this story, he just stood here and remained motionless. Those bizarre legends did not touch him. After listening, he looked at the other party and asked, "Why tell me this?"

Istria looked at him with a little surprise: "Aren't you curious?"

"Why be curious?"

Istria realized that the boy was obviously a little different from the Saint Selected person he remembered. She smiled and said, "What a weird guy, but I told him it. Is there any reason to tell a story?"

The box thought about it and agreed with this: "No need."

Istria couldn't help laughing, "But just remember this story, maybe it will come in handy when." He lowered his head, patted the little girl beside him on the head, and signaled her to go forward.

The little girl came to the box timidly, looked at him with a little fear, and then bowed to him. After bowing, she hugged her own basket, ran away quickly, and disappeared into the alley just like the last time.

The box looks in that direction.

At this time Istria said to him again: "I left you something. You didn't take it away last time, it's good that you came. Take it away this time."

The box turned around and looked at the other person with a little surprise.

"What is that?"

"It's useless to keep things from the Klevo family here, but maybe it can help you."

If Fang Yu was in this place, he might have to ask the other party how to know who they were, but the box seemed to think it was a matter of course, so he only looked at that thing.

Istria didn't talk nonsense to him, just pointed to the box half buried in the snow, then stopped talking, turned around and returned to his shop. He didn't seem to care whether the other party took the thing away, nor was he worried whether the box was taken away by others.

However, the box only thought for a moment, then reached out and let the box fly directly into its own hands.

He tried to tell him not to cause trouble, but he didn't ask him not to take other people's things.
Chapter completed!