The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

Ying An asked subconsciously, as if in disbelief.

What kind of operation is it to have ogres working in this kindergarten with so many girls?

"I always feel that Mr. has very disrespectful ideas." Nigolan pursed her lips and smiled: "The salvager is just my deputy. As a member of the chamber of commerce, of course I can come wherever I need it."

"It sounds like he is really a conscientious and good employee."

"I guessed that my husband would come, but I didn't expect him to come in such a hurry. There is no way to entertain him well."

"Thank you, Bumin, I know what it means for the warm hospitality of the ogre clan."

"That's too much, sir. I don't have the guts to do such a thing."

Nigolan put on a bitter expression that anyone could tell was acting.

Ying An just smiled and hummed twice, without making any comments.

After Niglan dismissed the children who were secretly following her and let William go to rest, Ying An sat down in the room with this barely acquainted woman.

The room is not big, with a decent sized table and two chairs.In addition, bookshelves and beds occupy the remaining space, which looks similar to the staff dormitory.

"Do you want something to drink?"

"I don't think you'll have a bar here either."

"Hehe, I don't know if you have a habit of drinking too much, or black tea."

"..." Ying An shivered inexplicably, watching Nigolan brew black tea with a very skillful and aristocratic technique.

After taking the black tea and taking a sip, the two fell into an inexplicable silence.

"...Nigolan, you should know the purpose of William's coming here."

After hesitating for a while, Ying An still decided to open the skylight to speak frankly.

"Get the relic weapon for you, don't you?"

Nigolan replied calmly, and it can be seen that the chamber of commerce had some communication with her earlier.

"No other opinion?"

"...In the final analysis, the relic weapon itself is a miracle belonging to the human race, and it makes sense for the human race to take it back."

"Have you recognized William's identity?" Ying An stirred the black tea with a silver spoon.

"Yes, it is precisely because he is a human being. So William is crazy delicious enough for ogres."

Nigolan said creepy words with a smile.

"I always feel that William needs to be wary of you moron."

"Hey, I just want to take good care of Mr. William now."

"That's the man who spent 500 years in petrification...don't hurt him."

"Also, there is one more thing that I need to ask you to confess, Nigolan."

Ying An put down the blue patterned teacup in her hand, her eyes sharpened suddenly.

"I know everything I know."

"So... tell me, what are these children...?"

"Oh." Nigolan snorted lightly for some unknown reason, "Have you already discovered the abnormality just by counting the faces? You really deserve to be you, sir."

Ying An raised her head and didn't make a sound, but the sharp and frightening look in her eyes made Niglan, who could be said to be daring, couldn't help but beat a drum in her heart.She knew that if she didn't get a real answer, it was impossible for the other party to let it go.

"...Golden Fairy." Niglan sighed with a sense of sight: "This is the unified name of this group of children."

"If you want to talk about its essence - it's a weapon. Strictly speaking, those children are not considered alive."

"...Weapon. Since there is no real sense of being alive, can you gather magic power beyond the range...?"

Ying An connected with the essence of magic in this world, and the vague guesses in his mind gradually became clear.

"Ah, isn't that very clear, sir?"

"No." Ying An reflected the loopholes in his guess: "With the level of these children, no matter how much they exceed the limit, they have not reached the point where they can be called weapons."

"That's right, so that's what's needed. Come with me, sir, and that's what Mr. William has already seen."

Nigolan patted the dust that didn't exist on her body, stood up and walked out of the room...

After passing through the long and narrow underground corridor, Nigolan, who led the way, stopped in front of a door.

The thick iron gate with a height of more than ten meters occupies almost all the space on the wall.

The entire door is made of metal that exudes a dull luster. The thick doorknob and rivets exude a cold atmosphere, plus five strong locks, and a complex but subtle magic circle attached to the door.This is probably the only thing in this warehouse full of life that can make people feel [Oh, this is indeed a military warehouse].

"The relic weapons collected by the Chamber of Commerce in various ways are all here."

Nigland took out the key and opened five door locks, and then put her hand somewhere on the door.

With the faint light flashing, the roar sounded like a sleeping monster waking up.

The door opened slowly.From behind the opened door came a mixture of mold and dust, a stale smell like a tomb.

His eyes were not covered by the darkness, but Ying An's focus was not on the holy swords embedded in the wall that he wanted to obtain.

Because there is a jug of wine on the ground.

"Ah, that was taken out by Mr. William when he came in in the morning. At first I thought he wanted to drink in the ground, but after seeing these relic weapons, he put down his drink and left. He just asked me to let this jug Keep the wine here for one more day."

"...Really, there is a cruel classmate reunion."

Ying An was silent for a while, bent his fingers, and under the power of his thoughts, the wine in the bottle, like a coiled snake alive, came out of the bottle.

"Let's have a drink."

With a flick of the fingers, the liquor in the bottle immediately spilled out.

Like drizzle, like dense beads, in the breath of light, drops of wine syrup fell on the holy swords.

ps: After approving the homework, I glanced at it and ordered it

One hundred and fifty (touch chin)

What level of bullshit is this?

Well, it's the same situation as writing the first volume of this book

I don't ask for a subscription, I hope I can tell a good story

that's enough

Chapter 197 Chapter 13 Witnessing the Edge in the Dust

"A group of ancient super weapons that have been lost in the way of building, repairing, and using... Is this what those children rely on?"

After sweeping with the wine sacrifice, Ying An returned his gaze to the handle of the [Holy Sword].

Without exception, the size of those swords is quite large. Although there may be differences in the styles of different swords, on average, they are also close to the height of an entire person.There is no doubt that it is a giant sword to be swung with both hands.

The strange thing is the mechanism of the sword body, as long as you find a random one and observe carefully, you will find that there are lines similar to cracks on the surface of the sword body.If you look more closely, you can also see a subtle difference in the color of the blade on either side of the crack.

In other words, these are not cracks, but welded seams.

It is not like the sword weapon that was hammered and ground from a whole piece of fine steel in the previous concept.

The holy sword of the human empire in this civilization uses steel pieces the size of a fist, connected to each other, and the shape of the sword is assembled like a puzzle.

"The golden goblins are the only race that can use the same props as humans to complete work instead of humans—I don't know if my answer satisfies you."

"...Maybe it's just out of personal arrogance, but I can't accept such a result."

Ying An stretched out his hand and made a move in the air. An unknown holy sword on the wall, trembling slightly, handed its hilt to Ying An's palm.

The holy sword is a man-made miracle created by the human race for the human race.A legendary weapon that can only be used by those of the same race and who have the qualifications of a hero.

Even if unqualified people barely wield them, it is no different from wielding ordinary steel.

In other words, the golden goblin and the human race that Nigolan referred to are closely related races.

When it comes to the girl again, the dead air couldn't be more intense...

Thought body, or undead?

"Life is not something to trample on like this."

"Yes, but you also said that only a race with your strength has the time to say such things." Nigolan maintained a maid's decent smile, but after this smile, what did she say? What kind of mood it is, I don't know.

"Are you going to take the holy sword away today? With such a big fanfare, I can't pretend I didn't see it."

"No... I am no longer interested in the holy sword."

After looking at the [Holy Sword] present one by one, Ying An put back the highest crystals of the human empire in the past, and there was no trace of memory in his eyes.

"Ah?" Niglan couldn't believe it. Not long ago, this gentleman had negotiated a huge deal with the chamber of commerce in exchange for the holy sword. Of course, it was impossible for someone at her level to know the specific content.But after paying such a price, he suddenly lost interest in these relic weapons. This gentleman must be too capricious.

"It's just some clever products born by accident, but I have unnecessary expectations."

Although the words were not contemptuous, there was also a hint of disappointment.

The holy sword is not so much a weapon as it is a magical channeling application system created by coincidences and chances.

Except for the mass-produced holy sword Parcival series that William said has some merits, the rest of the holy swords are almost inevitable, and they are all products of coincidence.

For example.

In the ancient Celestial Dynasty, such an ancient and barbaric custom [Human Sacrifice] appeared in many stories about famous swords.

The ancients believed that animals do not have spirituality, and human spirit and spirit exist in the blood, and building a sword with it can make the sword generate spiritual energy.

In order to melt the gold and iron, either the swordsman threw himself into the furnace, or used the blood of his relatives to refine the gold and iron.

It sounds very bluffing, I feel that the sword has a spirituality, and the sword born from this is indeed sharper than ordinary swords.

But... what about the substance?

Because people used charcoal instead of coke to smelt metals at that time.The new technology of iron smelting is still immature, and the temperature of charcoal cannot meet the needs of iron smelting, so at the critical moment, the human body, which is high in fat and high in combustion value, is pushed in to generate carbon elements, which can effectively improve the temperature of the furnace. temperature.The melting point of copper (1083) is low, and it can be smelted without the need for a sacrificial furnace of flesh and blood, but not for iron, which has a higher melting point (1535), so a "sacrificing furnace" is required, otherwise it will be difficult to melt.In fact, no matter whether you put a human body or a cow or sheep into the furnace, the effect should be the same. Both can increase the temperature of the furnace and can be carbonized to form steel.

Back then, the human empire only knew about the birth of the holy sword but didn't know why.

They did not study the law and operation essence of the magic lines on the talismans, but forcibly "bound" these talismans into the shape of swords with mana lines, and the magic lines of some of the talismans happened to be connected to each other, which could reach many specific effect.