Chapter 32: The Morning Begins with the Interrogation of the Demon Sword

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Stare at............

"Bone rack, hand me the toothpaste in your hand".

Stare at...........

"Little Serena, hand the toothpaste in your hand to Uncle Ben!

Stare at...........

"So even if it's a skeleton, why do you have to brush your teeth with this rusty sword!!."

Serena's youthful and energetic beautiful girl's voice sounded, and if you didn't consider the lines and intonation, it was quite pleasant.

With a sigh, Serena handed the wooden mug containing my toothpaste substitute to some of the waste magic swords flexing her muscles.

Two little human girls, plus a certain waste magic sword, and me, stood side by side on the balcony and said to the half of the morning sun that had just risen from the horizon: Good morning.

"Good morning, Catherine, and Cerlay..... how come you have skeletons and standing rusty swords on your balcony??".

The scene that was originally too harmonious was ruthlessly broken because of the morning greeting of an ignorant middle-aged aunt.

After handing a certain waste magic sword a look, Spandam, who had been carefully brushing his hilt, jumped into my hand in understanding, and after secretly giving Serena a thumbs up, he took back his extended hands and feet.

"I'll leave it to you, come on."

After waving hello to the bewildered middle-aged aunt, I gave Serena a meaningful pat on the shoulder.

Then he was ready to take Spandam silently into the house and sit down to watch the excitement. I believe that with the high intelligence of the little girl, she will definitely be able to resolve this sudden embarrassing incident safely.

The causes of this incident are complex.

Because the balcony of the house is a small alley facing the city wall, it is not usually crowded with people.

After discovering this, I developed a good habit of standing on the balcony to brush my teeth unscrupulously, after all, brushing my teeth in front of the sun is my faith, how can it be destroyed by such a small thing as being summoned to the Patrick Continent.

"Ann, Ann, Aunt Angela, morning, good morning! Oh yes, it's Merlin... Yes, it was Mentor Merlin who asked me to study the ecology of the undead! I summoned this skeleton!".

Serena stammered, but the little girl really found out the reason.

"Spandam, didn't you just say you wanted to sing, let's get a good spot."

"Oh, buddy, you finally understand the joy of singing, let me take you on the road of manhood!"

Looking at Serena while enthusiastically replying to the unknown passing aunt, while looking at me with the eyes of "you just wait for me", I guess after she has dealt with this uninteresting aunt, she will free her hands to clean me up.

After quickly putting on my armor, I jumped with Spandam from the window on the other side of the balcony.

Ever since I found out I didn't have to worry about breaking bones, I finally knew why Spandam always liked to walk on the roof, because it was so convenient.

Five minutes later, in a small alley in White Oak.

"Now, Spandam, there's something I've been holding on to for a long time, and I've always wanted to ask you."

On the way out of White Oak, I suddenly asked Spandam in my hand.

Although I don't know why, people from another world don't mind the strange fact that the sword can sing. But personally, I prefer to let him practice on the deserted hills, after all, it is not good to cause a riot.

"Oh, buddy, just ask. Is it because of Uncle Ben's excellent performance last night, or are you curious about Uncle Ben's authority in the art of singing?"

"Neither. Well....I'm a little curious, but there's more to it than that."

After a pause, I turned my gaze to a certain sword that was whistling at a young girl in the distance,

Although I have said it many times, I still can't help but want to say it, this guy is really wasteful.

"Sword of my generation, Spandam, Yo..... since you are the "Sword of Ten Thousand Thousand". That's it, so you can actually control your other body?"

"Well, of course, Uncle Ben is Daddy's earliest soul creation, and he was famous as the ...... of the Demon Realm thousands of years ago."

"Okay, I understand, please stop."

Sure enough, the truth was pretty much the same as I had guessed.

Since it is called the "Sword of Ten Million", it is only natural that he can control each sword that is his own doppelganger.

Besides, I seem to have heard him talk about lines like "Uncle Ben's body is all over the Demon Realm and this continent", or "As long as you want to buy weapons, you can find Uncle Ben in every blacksmith shop".

This guy... It's a legacy from my previous boss.,My job is to help me become a demon king.,But I just want to do my job.。

After nodding secretly, he didn't hurry to insert a waste magic sword into the ground.

In the curious sound of the Waste Magic Sword, I rudely stepped half of its blade into the floor and left only the hilt out. At the same time, he looked at Spandam, who couldn't move, with satisfaction.

"Well, I don't want to say that, but Spandam, you guy...... Since you are a magic sword created by the King of the Undead, you shouldn't be left in the Undead Fortress without a clone, right?"

!!!

When I said this, it seemed as if the Waste Demon Sword wanted to turn its sword in other directions and stop looking at me.

But it failed when it was buried in the earth.

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"No, no. Root.. How could Uncle Ben have forgotten such a thing."

Ah, this guy is lying.

The origin of the incident was noticed after Spandam's solo concert last night.

While I was complaining in my heart about how this guy Spandam could be a famous song artist in the mainland, it also reminded me of something else very bad.

Recalling those guys who are called idol stars, the reason why they have such high popularity is mainly because of the high exposure rate.

That's right, exposure.

As a society with such convenient transportation in the previous life, those celebrities had to fly around all day in order to increase their popularity, spending a lot of time on where to go to participate in more exposure activities.

Then, as a different world with backward technology, the universal means of transportation is to rely on horses.

It would take three or four days to travel back and forth between two slightly closer city-states. And because of the backward transportation network, the exposure rate is naturally not high, and if the exposure rate is low, then naturally no one will know you.

Then the question arises.

Since no one will know you... So no matter how good the singing skills are... That's another piece of?!!

From this, it can be seen that how can there be a singer of the level of a mainland idol in this kind of other world where transportation is extremely inconvenient?!!

The only thing that can do this kind of thing is as a waste magic sword that can have a clone in every city-state.

Stare at................

"Don't, don't, mate. Uncle Ben really doesn't know what you're talking about......"

Spandam, this guy is ready to quibble, and it looks like I'm going to have to be a little harder.

Of course, as an enlightened leader, I don't understand that some kind of waste magic sword is busy with his own hobbies or something. Anyway, in this kind of town that is too peaceful to be peaceful, I don't have a lot of useless broken swords.

This idea was abandoned at the same time that I developed Spandam's new abilities.

This guy who doesn't do his job definitely retains his main role, which is that it can be used as a telephone.

That's right, the phone.

"Spendham, I know you have tens of millions of clones, but if this sword is damaged, it is not a threat to you."

"Wait, partner, you just said you threatened!".

"I didn't say it. I mean, personally, I can't do anything about you."

"Whew......".

This guy was so relieved.

Damn, if he can do substantial damage, I'd love to crumple him into a ball.

"That's because Spandam, you're my most important partner, so naturally I can't just destroy you. But what a sad thing it would be if the guy who loves to sing was unleashed a silencer directly at the soul source."

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"You're lying, mate, if you have a way, then you're really going to destroy me, that's what your soul fluctuations say".

"How is it possible, the friendship between men cannot just look at the unreliable thing of soul fluctuations."

I forgot that this guy could invade my soul directly, what a troublesome guy.

And I've moved out of the seal Spandam's voice, and it's not ready to give in. It's weird.,I thought this trick would work very well.,I really don't understand.,What kind of strength is this guy holding onto.。