Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

"Ok?"

There will be fights and rewards on your birthday?Are you angels?Wait, it seems that it really is...

Roja complained in his heart, while Noelle turned around and took out a gift box.

"Do you want to take it apart? Or do you come later?"

"It's okay, just take it apart."

Roja looked curiously at the long wooden box in Noelle's hand. This box is completely black, and the material should be quite strong black iron wood. This kind of thing is generally not used as a gift box because it is too heavy.

The hardness of black iron wood is comparable to that of steel, but its weight is still heavier. Although Noelle can hold such a piece easily, an ordinary person would probably have to lift it with both hands.

What the hell is it?

Miss Angel smiled in Roja's expectant eyes, and gently pulled out the ribbon to open the heavy wooden box. The moment the box was opened, Roja seemed to see a sword light gushing out, making his eyes a little stinging pain.

The black-haired boy couldn't sit still anymore, he got up and took a closer look.

The wooden box of black iron wood is inconspicuous on the outside, but the inside is surprisingly gorgeous. There is actually a picture inside the whole box. The holy and solemn angel stands with eyes closed, surrounded by a group of people holding weapons. , the outermost periphery is a piece of darkness.

Well, it should be a descriptive painting, but Roja couldn't think of the specific allusion for a while, but these are not important, the key point is the cold light wrapped in the white silk fabric in the box.

"This is... a short sword? Wait, is this..."

"Yes, the holy one's short blade—twelve wings."

"!"

The smiling Noelle calmly said the name of the black short sword, leaving Roja on the side stunned again, and sat up straight unconsciously.

The holy man's short blade - twelve wings, this weapon is too famous, and Roja's ignorance can't be blamed. If we use the analogy of the previous life, this thing is similar to Longinus gun.

Although the main god of the Primitive Goddess Sect is Shia, the real speaker is actually an angel. It is said that in the lost era, when human beings did not have the ability to record, they could only tell future generations about the major events they had experienced by word of mouth. In the poem "The Long Poem of Edda", which has been passed down for thousands of years, there was once such a passage recorded.

"The people who found the lake found the moon of death, and darkness and decay pursued them, so they were restless, confused, mad, fighting and swallowing each other, until light and flame came from the sky and hit the feet of the prayers, The twelve wings fell to the ground and turned black, and the saints held it high and shouted, and the blood claws on all sides retreated."

Well, the smell of a dark fairy tale may seem inexplicable to the eyes of today's people, but this is actually the oldest way for humans to record information.

There are different opinions about what this poem specifically describes, but the twelve wings in it are considered by many to be a weapon. After the progress of human civilization, according to the epic, many people began to explore, hoping to find clues based on these vague records , and the most famous of them is the ancient Austin Empire.

Thousands of years ago, it was said that the vast ancient Austin Empire had obtained these twelve feather-like weapons, and was later entrusted to the dignitaries. Most of the weapons are also lost in the long river of history.

According to the legend of the Holy Kingdom of San Mestre, five of them were preserved. They were once entrusted to the first five noble patriarchs who made great contributions to the establishment of the Theocracy. Later, after the death of the patriarchs of the five major families, the holy relics were taken back, and it was rarely seen that they were released again. up.

The last owner of the Akat family to get this sacred object was Ponte Akat more than 100 years ago. After the war of the twins, Heathcrete gave one of the twelve wings to him to thank him for his contribution. He was consecrated and canonized as a saint. Since then, this thing has not left the Holy Church headquarters for more than 100 years.

"This? For me?"

Roja pointed at the box in Noelle's hand, with a look of skepticism on his face. Normally, isn't this thing awarded to the great hero who saved the country from suffering?Although his fight revealed a big hidden problem, it was not up to standard no matter how you looked at it.

what's the situation?The Heathcrete family lacks medal money?

Facing Roja's question, the blond girl smiled and said:

"Of course it wasn't awarded directly to you. If you want to get it normally, you must be canonized as a saint first. It is impossible for you to reach the standard of seniority and age. This is only lent to you, or to the Akat family."

Noelle's next words finally made Roja understand what was going on.

To put it simply, the Heathcrete family is very worried now, they are afraid that Roja will burp his fart.

The current situation in the Theocracy is that the royal family Heathkrit and the Marquis of Akat are attacking Eric's frontier family. Normally, this internal struggle will only be carried out in secret theoretically, and the two will not rise to the point of fighting. , but after all, this is just a rule among the nobles, but the rules may be broken.

Lord Earl Brian has just died of his son, and the Arkat family has only one heir, Roja. It can be said that some unruly assassinations are motivated, and the rewards are extremely generous. To prevent this accident, the Heathcrete family decided to Lending this holy relic to Roja will increase his safety factor somewhat.

"So, how does this thing work?"

Roja nodded after listening to the girl's words, pointing to the black dagger in the box and asking, Noelle raised the corner of her mouth and smiled.

"The method of using it is actually very simple." The girl lifted the hair next to her ear and said charmingly: "It's just as good as my blood."

The Chapter 55 fan club expresses strong condemnation!

"Blood connection? What do you mean?"

"It means literally, it doesn't matter, I know you have no experience, just follow my guidance."

"..."

What the hell?experience?guide?Why, why does it sound so... ahem.

Roja stared blankly at the girl who bent her eyes and looked at him provocatively, and her face began to turn red unconsciously. Noelle persisted for a while, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Haha, I find you are cute sometimes, don't worry, it won't hurt."

No, the pain is also your pain.

Noelle didn't know what her unintentional words made the knowledgeable Roja think. She just thought that the boy was afraid. She stretched out her hand to hold Roja's palms and placed them on top of the dagger, lightly pressing on the edge of the dagger. With a light swipe, the fingers of the two people gushed out blood at the same time, blending with the blades that were dyed red.

The tingling pain made Roja frowned and didn't speak, but soon he realized that something was wrong. He felt a suction force from the wound, and the blood flowed more and more, as if he was sucking food into the blade.

"This is?"

"It's alright, trust me."

Noelle held Roja's hand tightly, and her azure blue pupils looked at Roja's golden pupils calmly, which made the young man's heart calm down. Seeing this, Miss Angel smiled, and closed her eyes while praying. While chanting something, Roja felt a strange spell at the same time.

The place where the strange magic power was born was the blood of the two people. As the blood invaded the blade, the short-winged dagger gradually faded into darkness like dry land absorbing water, but at this moment an accident happened up.