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

She slowly grasped the hilt with one hand and picked up the sword.

"—You found the sealed ancient sword!"

The system immediately pops up a prompt:

"——Note: This weapon is a cursed weapon! Please use it with caution."

"—Weapon Rating: (?) Level"

Seeing her pick up the sword without hindrance, the brown-robed magician opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.

"As expected of the master!"

He said with amazement:

"I am not afraid of the invasion of dark energy at all. My seal can only prevent people close to it from losing consciousness, but it has no effect of resisting curses."

"It's not easy to take this thing out."

The silver-haired girl swung the sword a few times, feeling that the sword was very handy.

Somewhat reluctance to put it back to its original place, sighed regretfully:

"Its dark power is too strong...for now, let's put it with you first, and I will come and get it when I have time."

Following her actions, the light of the attribute bar dimmed again.

"Waiting for your visit at any time, master."

The brown-robed magician said with a humble face, and bowed his head respectfully.

Before leaving the dark room, Ai Wen turned her head and looked at the mighty magician not long ago, faintly feeling that there was something inappropriate.

"This guy...seems a little too weak."

There was a trace of doubt in her heart:

Thinking about it carefully, the timing of the door being stuck just now was a bit too coincidental.

The evil spirit armor and the green flame were all restrained by the holy light, and the ghoul was only fierce on the outside, but in fact it was not vulnerable at all.

——Are these really just accidental?

I don't know if it's because the underground warehouse is far away from the main house, and the movement of this battle is much smaller than that in the cemetery;

After they had such a fuss, Marquis Josephine didn't send anyone over to check.

From the entrance, it was still quiet outside.

There was no change in the lights in the distance, and a guard could even be seen taking a nap on the top of a tall building, a scene of tranquility and peace.

After joining the two people from the Holy See, the high spirits on Judge Knight McGee Taylor's face had long since dissipated, replaced by discouragement and depression.

The armor on his body was pitted by the giant ghoul, he could barely lift one arm, and his legs were injured, even walking was affected.

Seeing the silver-haired girl come back, he showed an ugly smile, then lowered his head silently.

It seems that what happened today hit him hard and seriously affected his confidence.

"Just a necromancer... almost let us die here."

Bolton next to him also looked ashamed and embarrassed, and sighed:

"If it weren't for Ms. Garcia, you severely injured the ghoul and repelled that Barry alone, I'm afraid this time it would really be a disaster."

"Just luck."

The silver-haired girl shook her head:

"What do you want to do next?"

She looked at the two and said:

"Barry was seriously injured and escaped. Angelina probably hasn't left the place we agreed on. It's still too late to rush there."

"I think... it's better not to touch Angelina lightly at the moment."

Bolton hesitated, and answered her question:

"The best way is to hide and wait for support, not to attack rashly."

Recalling the battle just now, fear appeared on his face:

"If you judge by this Barry's strength, her level is at least above the fifth level. If we go, we will only court death."

According to the division standard of the magician profession, the fifth level means that Angelina is a great magister!

Even existence above this!

Such a strong man is already the mainstay of a country, even one as strong as the Glorious Church needs to be treated with caution.

"—But please rest assured, I have sent a reinforcement request to His Excellency the High Priest of Guangming."

He was afraid that the silver-haired girl would retreat, so he encouraged her:

"The reinforcements will arrive within a few days at most, and we will have enough manpower to deal with that evil woman."

"I hope so."

Egwene didn't like his plan at all.

And in the conversation with Barry just now, she found that Angelina didn't seem to be killing innocent people indiscriminately.

All the people were captured and killed by Marquis Josephine, and then Barry went to refine their souls.

If she hadn't witnessed the astonishing amount of grievances of those who died in vain, she even felt that the other party might just be a hermit who was implicated.

"Squeak!"

The little mouse, Xixi, ran out from nowhere and yelled at them twice.

It disappeared when it was fighting the evil spirit armor. It must have found a safe place to hide, and it didn't dare to show up until now.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go."

Ai Wen asked Xixi to lead the way, and led everyone back to the outside of the Marquis's mansion.

Saying goodbye to Bolton and McGee, she went to where Vanessa was hiding.

Not long after, the little blond girl jumped out from behind the tree and grabbed her arm.

"are you OK?"

Vanessa asked hesitantly:

"I just saw you fighting something horrible, didn't you get hurt?"

She felt around the silver-haired girl, as if wanting to check for wounds.

"Oh, I'm fine."

Egwen hugged her and kept her from touching her hands:

"Haven't you been waiting outside all the time? How did you see our battle situation?"

"Stupid Egwene."

The little blond loli was upset at first that she had picked her up.

Hearing this question, he immediately forgot his dissatisfaction and said proudly:

"Don't you know that some summoners can share vision with summoned beasts?"

"You mean...you can see us through Sisi's eyes?"

Ai Wen looked at the little mouse next to her, and said in surprise.

"Hmph~ This is an advanced technique."

The little blonde loli raised her nose:

"Only a genius summoner like me can learn... Hey! Put me down quickly!..."

On the back hill of the Marquis Mansion.

A figure stood quietly on the top of the mountain, watching the two of them leave.

This person was wearing a black robe, and most of his face was covered by a hat, so he couldn't see the appearance inside.

It seemed to grin when it saw the backs of the two people disappear.

Lifting his head slightly, he revealed a hideous face like a mummy under the moonlight.

Chapter 47 The Silver-haired Girl's Request

"Master Elliott."

Sirens' steward quietly appeared behind it.

Reported in a respectful tone:

"The transformation of the fallen is almost complete, and the plan on the side of the black street is also going well, and [harvesting] can be carried out at any time."

"Those little things don't matter at all..."

The man in black said hoarsely:

"Then you're going to keep an eye on Barry and don't let him cause any trouble."

"Follow the order, Lord Elliott."

The butler put his hands on the brim of his hat, bowed his head and replied:

"But he no longer obeys my orders. If he insists on hindering us... I'm afraid he can only use strong methods."

"It's ok."

The two rows of bare teeth of the man in black opened, and he let out a weird laugh:

"Let him get in the way, anyway, it won't have any effect on the final result."

"But, as far as I know, Egwene Garcia didn't take the sword."

The housekeeper asked puzzledly: