I just covet their strength

Chapter 17 Bionic Prosthetics
In the next two days, Westhead and Rozana went to find a technician to build a prosthetic limb. Rozana said that Yuan Xi Palace had never placed a bet of more than 100,000 silver leaves, so she waved her hand——

Chao's ability opened the way, giving Westhead a small shock to the Yuanxi leader.

From issuing the announcement to recruiting technicians, and then from starting work to completing the casting, it only takes a day and a night.

There was almost no waste or delay in the whole process.

Westhead, who was not very dissatisfied with his situation, also felt psychologically unbalanced.

We are both [Branches of Prosperity], how come you live so well?

Fortunately, I have a bright future, otherwise I would have declined.

When Westhead came to the garden under Lesia's palace again with gifts, he immediately saw the figure lingering at the door. After seeing Westhead, the figure shrank back behind the flowers.

This made Westhead laugh. The first thing he said after approaching was:
"Your Highness Lesia, are you waiting for me?"

"I just came out for a walk, and I happened to see Wes coming."

Lesia gently rubbed the silver hair beside her ears and pretended to be calm.

The silver-haired princess still didn't want to show any dependence, although she also knew that this was basically deceiving herself and others, and she couldn't even hide it from herself, let alone the thoughtful Westhead.

At this moment, Lesia noticed Rosanna who was carrying a rectangular silver-rimmed box.

The silver-haired princess immediately changed the subject: "You are..."

Seeing that the still intact part of Lesia's cheek was slightly red, Westhead did not break through the girl's hidden reserve, but introduced:
"This is the trusted attendant of Yuanxi Palace, Miss Rozana."

"Good day, Your Royal Highness."

Wearing a black and white maid outfit, the obscene half-elf sister bowed in salute, her long emerald green hair hanging over her plump breasts.

"I am here to deliver to you the gift that Duke Qinghui has prepared for you."

Rozana said lightly, and then placed the rectangular silver box on the ground in front of Westhead and Lesia. With a crisp sound, the silver box opened.

Revealing platinum-glossy prosthetics, heavily enchanted silver prosthetics, unknown soft metals, streamlined mechanical structures, mysterious and complex streamer textures, extremely bionic, including bones, joints, muscles, blood vessels and even skin textures.

If you look closely, you can see that the cloud-like blue "blood" is still flowing in the blood vessels.

Rozana: "According to Duke Qinghui's request, we hired thirteen of the best [Light Casting Technicians] in the imperial capital to create this prosthetic limb. Please try it out. If the princess is not satisfied, you can continue to modify and recast it."

As a [Forger] in the Holy Tree System, a [Light Casting Technician] must be at least a fourth-level [Paragon] transcendent to be employed. To hire thirteen people to build it day and night at once, Westhead is not polite at all. , anyway, this amount of money is simply a drop in the bucket for Yuanxi Palace.

"Is this the gift you want to give me? I don't even need it."

Lesia stared blankly at the prosthetic limb, which can be called a mechanical work of art, and sighed.

Westhead said seriously: "This is specially customized for you. If you don't want it, I will destroy it."

After the other party said so, the silver-haired princess could only obey:
"it is good"

Westhead, who had basically controlled the girl's temper, laughed and knelt down to install the prosthetic limb for Lesia.

The masterpiece made by the [Lightcast Technician] is naturally extraordinary. When Westhead placed the prosthetic limb on the flat and smooth broken limb of the silver-haired princess, the metal prosthetic limb immediately merged into it, and the components at the link were embedded in Lesia In the flesh and blood, ripples appeared in the remaining parts.

In an instant, the prosthetic limb, which originally had a rather mechanical texture, was completely transformed into a lifelike flesh and blood body, white and tender, and no difference could be seen from the outside. "This prosthetic limb has a very high bionic level, will adapt to the user's physiological image, and has the function of self-repair; it has a nearly complete neural sensor system."

"In addition, the prosthetic limbs are permanently immobilized with a variety of protective techniques, from [Bulletproof Shield] to [Force Field Deflection]."

Westhead listened to Rozana's introduction, looked at Lesia who was stroking the prosthetic limb, and said:

"How do you feel?"

"It's like my legs have grown back, and I can't feel they're fake at all."

Lesia gently raised her prosthetic legs over and over again, and then put them down, saying in disbelief.

Rozana continued: "This kind of prosthetic limb is originally a reinforced component specially made by the [Light Forging Technician]. Even elite warriors who are not disabled can load it. Under the third level of [Exaltation], it is far superior to the flesh and blood body." strength."

Although it's not as good as the reinforced parts made from my parts, it's still high-end.

Westhead nodded and wanted to help the silver-haired princess stand up from the wheelchair, but the latter waved her hand and refused.

"I can still walk for now."

In a place where she can be independent, Lesia does not want to accept help with peace of mind.

Holding onto the wheelchair, Lesia stood up shakily. The effect of the high-end goods was immediate. After simply staggering a few steps, Lesia could walk normally.

"This will be much more convenient."

Although the silver-haired princess made a bland evaluation, the slightly raised corners of her mouth revealed some joy in regaining her health.

After all, Lesia didn't want to drag around this mutilated body forever. She might not be qualified to use spells and potions that could regenerate severed limbs, not to mention that it was impossible for mortal means to make up for the deprivation of the gods.

The only alternative is a prosthetic leg, but even this humble request will never be granted.

Westhead: "You continue to get used to it. The technician said there is a very small possibility of rejection and it will take at least two to three hours."

"Ok!"

Lesia nodded solemnly, and then began to feel the sense of touch returned by the prosthetic limb in the garden, sometimes running quickly, sometimes jumping, and reaching out among the flowers to touch the petals and shrubs.

The lively and cheerful posture makes people feel empathetic and happy just by looking at it.

At this time, the silver-haired princess looked like a young girl.

"Mr. Qinghui, you are so affectionate. How come I never knew you had such a side?"

Westhead followed the sound and looked at the half-elf maid aside, who said calmly:

"You almost stood against everyone for the sake of the Fourth Princess. After that night, your ridiculous reputation became even louder."

Westhead smiled and said, "Is Miss Rozana jealous?"

The half-elf lady stared at Westhead with cold eyes, her lips parted slightly:
"I just didn't expect that a nasty and heartless guy like you could have such compassion."

"pity?"

(End of this chapter)