Fairy’s Box

Earls Court, Courtyard.

Nancy stood in the evening sun, her eyes shining brightly, holding a steel long sword tightly in both hands, holding her head high.

The shining blade was connected to the girl's body in a straight line, pointing straight to the sky, her back was straight and strong, like a taut python.

"Cut the wind!"

With a crisp exhalation sound, the long sword slashed down suddenly, the blade of the sword flickered like an electric light, and the wind pressure 'wow' away from the sword, and the air was squeezed into a thin blade, which washed away the dust and mud on the ground. There was a deep dent in the ground.

Without igniting Dou Qi, and without the assistance and enhancement of battle lines, sword skills and the body can set off sword winds alone.

The girl was born in a relatively wealthy mage family, but did not inherit the talents of her parents, so she had insufficient potential to become a mage. The status of the mages in the Federation is detached and the warriors are humble. She was naturally raised since she was a child. Fortunately, at the age of eleven, she accidentally came into contact with Kasha, who was about to fall. With the help of this god, Nancy began to learn Dou Qi.

With a **** as her backer and a **** with the ability to predict, she naturally fought back violently, but it was precisely because Nancy's performance was so outstanding that the Federation suspected that she was colluding with the gods (facts), but instead. She is not given advanced fighting skills, only the skills of swordsmanship are open to her to learn.

Relying on learning swordsmanship and the life spring (very crucial) that Kasha extracted from the spring water every day, she just relied on the accumulated vitality to exercise her fighting qi to the limit at the age of seventeen.

In other words, Nancy is a quasi-disaster-level warrior who only knows advanced swordsmanship and basic fighting spirit.

"Swordsmanship is good, better than me anyway."

Looking at the posture of Nancy's sword swing, Yale knew that she had passed the threshold of the sword light, and she didn't know how much higher she was than herself.

"That's for sure, because I've been practicing swords since I was seven."

Nancy retracted her sword stance when she heard the words, and patted her chest confidently, making a crackling sound similar to being slapped on a flat board.

"You must be able to use the sword light, how did you learn it?"

"My swordsmanship teacher asked me to make every sword move as soon as the thought arises in my heart, and the sword in my hand is instantly swung down without any hesitation."

The girl showed a look of reminiscence, and said with hazy eyes:

"I have the will to swing the sword in my heart, implement this will into the sword, and let the sword become a part of myself. When there is no longer any barrier between the heart and the sword, you can use the sword light."

"It's about the same as what I learned."

The black-haired knight nodded, then touched his chin:

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, I don't seem to have anything to teach you other than the etherification of Dou Qi. A pretty girl, if you learn my steel Dou Qi and become a muscular girl, it will be a waste."

"I'm not afraid to become a muscle girl."

Nancy looked firm, raised her head, the light in her pupils was persistent and pure.

As a fighter who trains basic fighting qi, no one is more eager for a deepest fighting qi skill than her. And the prestige of the furnace forging steel vindictiveness is like thunder in the Federation. Sixty years ago, when the Black Wing Highway Aite expedition to Ajdan, the Federation army was defeated, and the emperor was forced. Chaos sword dismemberment.

Although the current Earl of the Blue Knight is young, he is also well-known. He faced the Evil God Legion as a knight of natural disasters, and he can still come back alive. The power of steel fighting qi is evident.

If you can learn such skills, what if you become a muscular girl... Anyway, he is also a flat-chested turtle.

"I know what you're thinking, but Steel Dou Qi is really not suitable for you, and I don't have the authority to teach Steel Dou Qi." Yale patted her thin shoulder and said with relief:

"Well, I'll teach you how to transform vindictiveness first, and after you learn it, I'll write a letter recommending you to naturalize."

The black-haired knight didn't want to miss the talent in front of him, and racked his brains to keep her here:

"It's best for you to stay in Celtic during this time. After all, the Highland Kingdom will attack at some point. Staying here is convenient for building meritorious achievements. At that time, you can justifiably accept the canonization and obtain your own battle lines and fighting spirit. , is much stronger than learning vindictiveness alone."

Nancy thought about it seriously, and still agreed with him:

"All right."

...

Highland Kingdom, Royal Palace.

"His Highness Wallace's soul strength is rising rapidly, and he must have obtained the power of the Spear of Destiny. It is foreseeable that it will not take long for him to become the third legendary rune warrior."

In the study room of the palace, a royal mage was reporting to King Gary.

After knowing that his heir was disabled, the king's health has been getting worse and worse these days, his energy has also declined a lot, and the whole person has begun to look old.

"This matter is put on hold for now, tell me what Wallace has done recently." After speaking, the king coughed violently, and his lungs began to hurt again.

"Your Majesty, please pay attention to your body." The mage's face was full of worry and anxiety, and then he said:

"His Royal Highness Wallace recently forcibly broke into His Highness Kenneth's Rune Workshop and forcibly took it as his own. He seems to be studying something without sleep or food."

"He wanted Kenneth's Big Mac."

King Gary wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, closed his eyes and said, "It's a pity he doesn't have this talent. Even if Kenneth taught him hand-in-hand, he wouldn't be able to learn it."

"..." The court mage lowered his head, not daring to talk much.

"Wallace has now got the spear of fate, the first in the kingdom of force. If I pass the throne to Kenneth, he is likely to do something rebellious. But if I pass the throne to him, Kenneth may still be alive. Opportunity, not because he's Wallace's older brother, but because only Kenneth can build a giant contraption."

The king spoke slowly, as if narrating something that had nothing to do with him,

"..."

The court mage was sweating profusely at the moment, and the robe had been attached to the wet back. He didn't understand what the king would say in front of him. In fact, he didn't want to know at all.

"I thought that Kenneth would become the king of the kingdom and bring the Celts to revive the kingdom... But now the kingdom is about to fall into Wallace's hands. My son I know best, Wallace he is If he can't be a good king, he will only lose his family except to play with women."

"It's all destiny."

The king got up from his seat, walked to the window, and looked at the palace still obscured by the birds in the distance.

He repeated: "It's all destiny."

After being silent for a long time, the old king turned his attention to the court mage behind him and said tiredly:

"Mr. Pete, how long have you been a court wizard?"

"Fourteen years, Your Majesty," said the court mage, rubbing his wet forehead.

"It's been fourteen years, time has passed so fast, I've been fortunate enough to suffer for you these years, go back." King Gary waved his hand, walked back to his seat slowly, and sat down with difficulty.

What he wants to reveal has been revealed, and then it will be up to Wallace to let his brother live.

...

"Burn it, my blood."

Along with this chant, traces of mercury-like liquid floated out of the test tube, floating in the air bit by bit, moving towards a larger mass of liquid, gradually converging into a whole.

boom--!

At the moment when the mercury-like liquid was completely gathered, it suddenly contracted and expanded, and exploded in mid-air, and the expensive rune materials suddenly spread all over the ground.

Failed again!

Standing in the silver liquid, Wallace's expression was uncertain, and he glanced at Kenneth's experimental notes in his hand. He clearly followed it meticulously.

With the increase of the Spear of Destiny, the power of his own soul is not much higher than that of his counterpart... Could it be because of talent and talent?

Although the second prince hates his brother, he does not reject his invention, especially after learning that Kenneth's giant device can compete with the origin knight, Wallace will do everything possible to create his own "giant". Bully".

In his opinion, if he gets the Big Mac device and cooperates with the power of the Spear of Destiny, what about the Origin Knight, he can kill with one shot.

Therefore, after Wallace took over Kenneth's Rune Workshop and obtained the experiment notes of the other party, he couldn't wait to start his research, but he soon found himself stuck in the first step of his research - Moon Spirit marrow fluid.

The Moon Spirit Marrow is the core of the Big Mac device. Without its cooperation, the Big Mac is just a magic exoskeleton.

"Wallace."

Princess Sola used a wooden staff to push open the compound door and walked into the laboratory. Her red hair fell on her shoulders, and her arms were as white as polished marble.

"Sora, you came just in time."

Wallace put down Kenneth's experiment notes and stepped in front of him, a wicked smile suddenly appeared on his face:

"How is your husband?"

"It sucks."

Sora snuggled into his arms, raised a slender finger, pushed aside the bangs on his forehead, and stared at the tear mole under his right eye, her pretty face suddenly flushed:

"Until now, I refuse to drink that drop of the fountain of life. It's really stubborn."

"Then force him to drink it."

The second prince noticed her obsessed expression and said with a big smile, "I need a healthy Kenneth to make rune props for me and convince him to help me, you can definitely do it."

"It's too difficult. With the current situation, it's not easy to deceive him." The princess complained.

"We don't need to deceive him, dear Sora." Wallace stroked the beauty's pretty face with his palm, his eyes gradually turning cold: "torture him until he is willing to help me."

...

The silver radiance of the moonlight sprinkled all over the palace. Kenneth, who was lying on the bed, suddenly felt cold on his cheeks. After opening his eyes in horror, he found Sora sitting in front of him holding a metal plate.

The princess held a thick steel needle in her hand and slid across the prince's face. After seeing him wake up, a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Good evening, Kenneth."

"Get out." He raised his face, but closed his eyes tightly, as if he wanted to avoid looking at her on purpose.

"Sorry, I can't get out of here until I convince you."

Sora retracted the steel needle and said with a smile, "Wallace wants you to teach him how to make a giant device. If you are obedient, he will guarantee your safety."

"Life..." Kenneth opened his eyes and said blankly, "I would rather die now than live."

"Trust me, you don't even know what real life is better than death."

The princess handed the metal plate to him, and the vicious and weird torture instruments gleamed in the moonlight: "These are the things that make life worse than death."

"You can't treat me like this, you are my wife!" the crown prince roared furiously.

"It is now, but not necessarily in the future."

Sora pulled her hair behind her ear, grabbed his conscious right hand, and said calmly:

"It's been said in advance that I can stop at any time if you want."

"You're willing to do this for Wallace's sake. Your relationship isn't for a day or two... You stupid poisonous woman, actually murdering your husband for the sake of your lover, Sora, you won't end well!" He looked at the torture instruments with a pale face, and his body shivered uncontrollably.

She smiled calmly: "No, he will become the king, and he also promised to marry me in the future."

"marry you?"

The crown prince showed sarcasm and said calmly: "No one would marry a woman who murders her husband, and this woman is his sister-in-law."

"You talk too much, Kenneth."

The steel needle pierced into Kenneth's index finger instantly, and he could even feel the needle pierce his bone marrow. The severe pain made his body start to shake. Take a deep breath.

"Bitch! Poisonous woman! Stupid!"

The crown prince scoured the vicious words in his mind and cursed mercilessly.

But he was educated by the royal family since he was a child, and he has no experience of scolding people at all.

But only human beings have compassion, not an incestuous beast.

"While you still have the strength, scold if you want." Sora continued her torture mercilessly, stirring the steel needle in her hand.

This time, Kenneth couldn't hold back any longer. The hysterical screams came out of his throat, but his beautiful wife continued to stir the torture instruments. The screams of the crown prince soon became out of breath. With messy wheezing and coughing.

"Wallace...my stupid brother...he thinks he's smart...is actually just a **** who gave up on himself...but he got everything. And I, the one who never breathed... Tortured by his own wife...hahahaha!"

Kenneth roared sternly, tears already pouring out of his eyes in the roar, mixed with the sweat drops on his forehead, the hoarse howl seemed to vomit out his internal organs.

But he never surrendered. Apart from shouting, he didn't say a word of convincing.