As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

"old man?"

The old man was stunned for a moment:

"You mean Master Bradley Garcia?"

"Yes, that grandfather of hers."

The principal picked up a pipe, squinted his eyes and exhaled the smoke:

"It's just that I didn't expect...she would grasp the essence of it so quickly."

"It may not be her grandfather's inheritance."

The giant sword man Ken said coldly.

"Why, are you still suspicious of her?"

The principal of the school was a little helpless:

"We found some remnants of magic power in the cemetery. It was obviously left by the Necromancer. Miss Garcia doesn't know magic. Her magic power test was only E."

"As long as the whereabouts of that thing are not found for a day, everyone will not be able to escape the suspicion."

The giant sword man stood up and walked towards the VIP room.

"What a stubborn man."

The principal spread his hands to the side, and said with a wry smile.

"Where did the potion you gave me come from?"

When there were only two of them left nearby, the dull-looking old man asked in a low voice:

"I found very strange ingredients in it, and the material fusion method is also unusual. It feels a bit like the method of the Eastern Continent."

"Farnes?"

The principal looked solemn.

"Yes, and the refining method is very clever, beyond my understanding."

The old man replied unwillingly:

"I suggest you look for others, especially those alchemists who are more familiar with the Eastern Continent. I have little contact with the technology there."

After speaking, he took out a small bottle and put it on the table.

When doing this action, he showed obvious reluctance.

For an alchemist like him, the contents of the bottle are simply peerless treasures.

If it weren't for the seriousness of the matter, he would have kept the bottle at all costs.

"I see."

The principal put away the bottle and stood up from his seat:

"There is still some time before the start of the next game, shall we go sit in the garden outside?"

……

……

After the game, Vanessa was sent back to the dormitory by carriage.

The silver-haired girl was surrounded by a large group of aristocratic daughters, all chattering about the source of her clothes.

"I designed it myself."

She answered everyone's questions one by one:

"And we have already signed an agency agreement with the clothing store on Huolingniao Avenue. You can go there to find out the situation."

"Was that Vanessa dress also your design?"

A girl with a fan asked curiously.

She is the eldest daughter of Earl Gabriel, she likes to follow trends the most, and is a well-known fashion expert in the royal capital.

"Yes."

"Is it also sold in clothing stores?"

In addition to the pair of shapewear shorts, she also seemed very interested in gothic loli skirts, and kept asking.

"Have."

"Can I touch your skirt and shorts?"

"All right……"

In order to promote the product, Ai Wen couldn't refuse the request, so she reluctantly agreed and let her touch her body.

——Anyway, the other party is a beautiful woman, so it's not a disadvantage to let someone touch her twice.

"Great feel."

The earl's daughter said with bright eyes:

"Can I try it on, please?"

After finally dealing with the enthusiastic noble ladies, he ran into "Golden Lightning" Sirens head-on.

"Congratulations on winning the semi-finals, Miss Garcia."

Silence still had that gentlemanly expression, congratulating her politely.

"Thank you."

The silver-haired girl replied lightly.

Then she didn't give the other party a chance to continue, and left the arena directly.

Watching her disappear, Sirence's face darkened.

"Master."

His butler appeared in the corridor at some point, and said with a slight bow.

"In a while, go to Master Barry and get me some more medicine."

Silence said angrily:

"Forget about people like Zid and Anthony, how can I let a mere bitch over my head?"

"Master, that kind of medicine is not suitable for taking a large amount in a short period of time."

The steward reminded him:

"I'm afraid it will affect your body."

"It doesn't matter! Do as I say!"

The muscles on Sirence's face twitched:

"By the way, tell that woman, if she makes a mistake again, get out of here immediately! Don't even try to get a copper coin from me in the future!"

Chapter 25 This damned woman!

"Congratulations, Miss Jian Ji."

When I got outside the arena, I saw the dwarf shield warrior with gauze wrapped around his neck waiting there with a smile.

Next to him is "Knight of Steel Sword" Rooney.

The two seem to have a good relationship and can often be seen walking together.

"—Excellent swordsmanship."

Rooney stepped forward and said with emotion:

"The tactical vision is also different. When I fight with the summoner, I always try my best to avoid contact with the puppet, but you just killed it."

He lost to Vanessa in the last game, and he was suppressed throughout the whole process, and he was beaten without any temper.

The speed of the epee swordsman has always been a weakness, and his strength is far inferior to that of a puppet. It can be said that he is born to be restrained.

But today, the silver-haired girl turned around and took the initiative from the beginning to the end. The gap between the two was very obvious.

If he was a little unconvinced before, thinking that Ai Wen was only good at defending, now he has been completely convinced.

"Thank you...Actually, it's not wrong for you to target the Summoner."

Ai Wen put forward her own opinion:

"Compared to powerful summons, their owners are indeed easier to deal with, but you currently lack effective means."

"Excuse me, what does this means mean..."

Rooney asked humbly.

"Such as medium and long-range strikes."

The silver-haired girl casually replied:

"No one stipulates that a swordsman must only fight in close quarters, especially if you have no advantage in speed; of course, this is just a way of thinking."

"Don't worry, I have already recommended to him the fighting method of our copper helmet dwarves."

The dwarf shield warrior said confidently beside him:

"It will surprise you when the time comes."

"I look forward to that day."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wilbur hesitated for a moment, and made an invitation to her:

"I don't know if it is an honor to invite you to my place as a guest? There are some important things I want to tell you about that day."

"I was just trying to talk to you about it."

The silver-haired girl understood that he was talking about being assassinated, nodded and said:

"Come on, my carriage is over there."