After acknowledging the reality, they started chasing their husbands to the crematorium

There is no need for other more complicated things.

This one and only is not as charming as a spoils of war mark.

Perhaps, this is the only pure land among the succubus souls that has not been corrupted by Slaanesh.

Flowers never wither.

Violet, forever and ever.

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"This is your new sword."

The small glasses put a newly forged, bright silver long sword flat on the table.

"The appearance imitates Xueyuehua, but the material grade I use for this sword is higher than your Xueyuehua."

Shia held the hilt of the sword and waved it casually.

"It's strange."

She shook her head: "I feel... far inferior to Xue Yuehua."

Little Glasses asked back: "Do you want to rely on Lyle for the rest of your life? You can't get rid of his help for the rest of your life?"

"In that case, I advise you not to be the head of the regiment, you are suitable to be a thug."

The words of the small glasses are very impolite.

Her Royal Highness the Princess, who has always been proud, did not refute even though her face was very ugly.

"Or, you go beg Lyle."

Shia paused her hand and fell silent.

"I'm not capable enough. I can't repair or reproduce the Xueyuehua you want."

Little Glasses rubbed his forehead in pain: "Xueyuehua has achieved a very delicate balance in terms of speed, weight, cutting and sharpness,"

"Maybe it's not the strongest in suppressing power, and maybe not the fastest in speed, but Xueyuehua must be the most suitable sword for you."

Lyle's idea of ​​sword casting is very different from that of normal people.

While considering the quality of the sword, he also took into account the suitability for the owner.

Of course, only he can do this.

Little Glasses still can't figure out how Lyle balances all kinds of different materials in this sword.

On the other side, Shia felt uncomfortable when she held the new sword.

Obviously, its material strength exceeds that of Xueyuehua,

But when he swayed his sword skills, he could feel the obvious slowness and stagnation.

The swordsmanship she has always been proud of seems to have lost the carefree feeling of doing whatever she wanted before.

"It's not a big problem."

Irene comforted from the side: "Just get used to it a little longer. Anyone who changes their sabers will feel uncomfortable."

Shia nodded: "I'll try the Silver Moon inheritance."

After so long training,

The crescent moon emblem on the back of the hand has already shone with silver light again,

[Silver Moon Crown] is the highest level of inheritance of Erathia,

The blessing from the former king, even after so many years, still maintains an incomparable terrifying majesty,

It can intuitively and easily improve the combat effectiveness of the royal descendants,

However, as the imprint lights up,

The silver moon flames just rolled over the sword body,

Then quickly disappeared.

The inheritance from Erathia, the flame of the silver moon, is not attached to the blade.

"what happened?"

Irene's expression changed slightly: "Is the injury still not healed?"

"It's perfectly fine."

Shia's face gradually turned pale: "I don't know, the inheritance is still there."

She looked at the back of her hand, the silver crescent emblem was still noble and delicate.

It is obvious that the inheritance can be used easily, but something is not right.

Why did her Silver Moon Flame avoid this high-quality long sword?

The sequelae of the injury?

"It doesn't make sense."

Little Glasses was stunned for a long time: "Irene, try it."

"it is good."

Erin stretched out her hand to hold the long sword,

Her long golden hair flew back quickly.

The flames that also exuded silver light instantly covered the entire body of the sword with an extremely majestic and ferocious aura.

Soaring into the sky.

As the demigod Queen of Porcelain Moon, she is obviously stronger than Xi Ya by more than one level,

Even her eyes were vaguely dyed silver,

"That's weird..."

Little Glasses fell into deep thought.

She knew that she was not as good at alchemy as Lyle,

However, even the flames on Irene did not resist the sword, Shia is not even a demigod...

Irene retracted the flame, her face worried: "The silver moon crown is noble and proud, carrying the will of Erasia's previous kings, Shia, you will not be..."

"Do not."

Shia looked blankly at the back of her hand: "I didn't feel the Silver Moon Crown's rejection of me..."

Little Glasses bit her finger hard: "Irene, give Shia your saber."

Erin's face was serious: "Okay."

Her saber is a golden long sword strengthened with demigod-level materials above fifty floors.

However, Shia's silver moon flame remained silent.

There is no problem with inheritance, but I don't want to have flames on the sword.

"Maybe...the problem is not with you?"

Little Glasses thought of a very outrageous possibility: "It happened on Xue Yuehua's body?"

Shia had an ugly expression: "What does this have to do with Setsugetsu?"

"I do not know either."

Little Glasses shook his head: "The silver moon crown in your body has always been carried by Xueyuehua, but Xueyuehua is different, I can only think of this possibility."

"I've never heard that claim."

Irene frowned deeply: "Xueyuehua is not even a demigod-level weapon. Yinyue's inheritance is noble and domineering. How could it be the other way around and be affected by a sword?"

The little glasses pouted subtly.

silver moon?

Laugh to death.

Lyle is already a half-wise God's Choice.

It's not surprising what happened.

Of course, it is impossible for her to say such a thing, and this matter needs to be kept secret.

Erin took a deep breath, she understood how serious this matter was,

Shia, as the future sword master that the empire places high hopes on, if she loses the inheritance of Silver Moon...

Erathia, perhaps one less demigod.

"You accompany me to find Lyle, and I will pay enough to let him help repair Xueyuehua."

Irene stood up and said very seriously: "I don't believe that a Xueyuehua will really affect the inheritance of Yinyue."

Inheritance, but one of Erasia's most competitive capitals on the mainland, is the supreme prestige that can make all living beings bow down and submit.

It's just ridiculous...

Little Glasses glanced at her: "But Irene, I want to remind you."

Erin: "You say."

The small glasses pushed the frame: "As the princess of Erathia, you are still a demigod. I know that the empire is the most important thing."

"But with Lyle, you'd better not think otherwise."

The blond demigod paused obviously: "What do you mean?"

The eyes of the small glasses flickered slightly: "If you bring kindness, he will return your kindness."

There are traces of the original on Lyle's body.

Moreover, she quite likes scientific research dogs like Lyle.

As Irene's partner, Little Glasses felt that he had already reminded him straightforwardly.