"Partner, do you believe in fate?!". Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the attic on the third floor of Catherine and Serena's cozy little home, a self-cooked sword said so.

Until thirty minutes ago, I couldn't believe it.

In his life, which has been full of vicissitudes, there will be a day when he sits in a gloomy attic like this, and then accompanies a certain sword with long hands and feet... Talk about such a high-end topic as fate?

Especially the sword that is the party is still crossed by Erlang's legs, and he has a completely casual lazy posture.

Whole.. The sword leaned back, naturally taking over the velvet mattress I hadn't slept on. I'm inexplicably upset.

"Don't believe it".

I shook my head, unprepared to withdraw from the shock before accepting the more frustrating statements.

"I'm like... No, I don't believe it either!".

The unknown sword said proudly, obviously he had already leaked his mouth, but it did not hide the meaning of the lie at all.

Probably because he didn't feel comfortable holding himself, the unknown sword slowly turned sideways, like an uncle who couldn't get out after getting into the stove in winter. Lying comfortably on my side on my own mattress, roughly, almost on.

Well.. Whatever I say, you're ready to follow what I'm saying, right?!

"So what the hell are you trying to say. I beg you to give me a satisfactory answer before I prepare to attack you with magic."

"Yo, partner, I can't see that you're an impatient guy!ha~haha~ha."

From the hearty laughter of the unknown sword, I think it probably thinks I'm just talking about it.

Well.. After nodding, I raised the enchanted longsword I had just started with, and without hesitation, I took out two high-purity magic crystals from the spatial ring. Then try to fill the storage tank of the fireball magic sword nicknamed "Kill People with Money".

"What then. Goodbye, nice to meet you, may there be no fireball magic in heaven".

A crimson magic array unfolded at the tip of the sword, accompanied by a gradually rising temperature.

"Bang!!! bang!bang!bang!bang......".

Two minutes later, I was satisfied with the magic sword worth three thousand five hundred gold, and nodded secretly.

Meet looking at the huge gap ahead, as well as sweeping blue skies.

Sure enough, it's a penny, a penny, the blacksmith doesn't deceive me, and the feeling of twenty consecutive fireballs is really refreshing!

It's just that there is a problem with the place of use, and judging from the situation of the riots on the street, it may lead to a bit of serious sequelae.

But it's all worth it, I'm happy, it seems that those adventurers can have more work to do.

"Teacher Esthein.. Why did you blow up the roof?!And it's not just us, you actually broke the roof of the entire street?!The neighbors are forming a coalition and preparing to come over to ask for the guilt, how do you want me to explain?!".

Catherine's reproachful voice came as expected, and before she could rush up to the attic and tear me down, I decided to run away.

It's not that I can't afford to be a male skeleton, it's just that I'm worried that Catherine will waste her time on such undisciplined things as making soup with bones, which will affect her progress in learning magic.

And how many times do I have to say it before she realizes that I'm really not tasty.

As for the loss of the neighbors, I will definitely apologize for the loss and wait for me to come back from the tavern at midnight.

"Serena, why are you practicing fireball in the attic again! I said I would disturb the neighbors' rest!"

"Ha, is it a cold?.........

After yelling at the smoking hollow, I threw the cauldron to a young girl who was studying alchemy at Mentor Merlin.

After leaving a bag of gold coins, I jumped from the third floor. Anyway, even if it's broken, it's good to get a new one.

Well, what the hell is the figure jumping up and down like a thief in the room over there, and he hasn't eaten dinner yet, has he? This guy is really dedicated enough to start working during the day.

However, as the figure got closer, I realized that it looked very similar to a sword that had been blasted a few hundred meters away by me not long ago.

Ten minutes later, in a dark alley southwest of White Oak Town.

"Okay, it's amazing, I admit that I can't outrun you, so if you want to kill or be outnumbered, you can do it!"

Because I couldn't stand it anymore, I sat down next to the trash can like a broken can.

With eyes that thought they were unyielding to death, I stared at the unknown sword that was about five meters behind me.

From the moment I started, this guy seemed to be in a joking mentality, and followed me five meters behind me without hurrying. It's like a cat that catches a mouse and plays for a while before eating it.

"This is really a handsome place! Partner, Uncle Ben likes such a handsome environment!".

After looking around carefully, the sword said to himself, "It feels like an evil force!

Man, is this guy having something wrong with his brain?!

It's nice to be mentally retarded. Rather than the fact that it was flying a few hundred meters, it was more concerned about whether it was in a dark alley.

Wait a minute.. If I could, I really don't think I heard the word: the forces of evil......

"Ahh I would venture to ask, do you know who I am? Rather, I personally want you to say that you don't know, please say you don't know, okay?".

Looking at the appearance of the unknown sword hanger, I asked extremely reluctantly.

It's not good.. This strong sense of déjà vu for problem children reminded me of something very bad.

What the unknown sword did.. In fact, it reminds me of the rotten character of a certain book that can't make friends. At the same time, it also reminds me of the soul creation ability of the former King of the Undead, who seems to have gone in the wrong direction.

"Of course, don't you have your father's mark on you?! Uncle Ben can naturally recognize it!".

"Uh... The guy you call Daddy won't be the ...... you call the Polar Night Plague."

Although it seems to have been decided, I still asked a little unwillingly.

"That's right, that's Daddy, although Daddy created us to cultivate an heir. However, Uncle Ben doesn't have to listen to his father like those unassertive guys. Uncle Ben's master can only be chosen by Uncle Ben himself!!".

Sure enough...... Looking at the unknown sword boldly crossed at the waist, I felt a pain in my brain.

If I could, I really didn't want to mention in front of anyone that I knew this guy in front of me.

However, although I don't know why, it seems that there is still a chance!

Judging by the meaning of this guy's words, it doesn't seem to be ready to listen to my former boss. I'm so lucky, it's like that, as long as I try hard and behave to let it down.

As long as it doesn't want to, I can dissociate myself from this guy in a grand manner!

"But, my partner, Uncle Ben is really very satisfied with you!man!".

The unknown sword crossed his waist with his left hand, and pointed at me with his right hand menacingly.

It's not good.. Don't point at me, what is this strange unfolding? I was so scared that I couldn't help but recheck that there were other people lurking in the dark alley.

What? This guy is kidding, right?!

We've only been meeting for less than two hours, and you're so easy to admit your master?

"What a joke .. You admit the Lord so easily?! That's a handsome fart! How can a man be so easily subdued!".

"That's it, buddy, there is no softness among men! You really make me very satisfied!!".

The unknown sword roared heroically. And the arms are bent at ninety degrees and at shoulder level. If I'm not mistaken, it probably wants to make a muscular man out of the slender iron arms that have been dissolved (mystery?).

After nodding in satisfaction, it continued with satisfaction:

"In the face of the temptation of such a super magic weapon as Uncle Ben, he can still refuse Uncle Ben's assistance so calmly. What a man this is! Only a handsome man like you, a partner, is worthy of fighting side by side with Uncle Ben!!".

Yes.. No, I can't do it, this guy is a pervert who shakes M, or is he a narcissist.

You have a trigeminal nerve disorder, right? No matter how you look at me, I'm disgusted with you, how do you feel that you're getting more and more satisfied?!

Oops....I can't understand the train of thought of my previous boss at all. Forget the Book of the Dead, although I'm a little arrogant, but what I should do is still very dutiful, so it still has some effect on me becoming a demon king, but what the hell is this sword in front of me?!

"Partner! Uncle Ben is Spendham!Tell me your name!Men should get to know each other!hahahaha!~".

After introducing himself, the unknown sword calling himself Spendham gave me a thumbs up.

Yes.. I'm starting to miss the Book of the Dead. Aside from a slight tsundere, at least she's barely a normal person, and she is also the soul creature of the previous King of the Undead, and if my guide is Spandam, I can't imagine if there is still a possibility of survival.

I felt that Spandam had forcibly invaded my soul and established a soul connection without my consent.

And my original dream of distancing myself from it has officially been declared bankrupt.

"Alas. Call me Esthein, what's the use of you, and if you dare to say it's useless, I'll put you in the toilet."

I grimaced in frustration, hoping it would tell that I wasn't happy with his invasion of my soul.

Now that misfortune has become a fact, I must at least make some gains, after all, Spandam, in any case, is a soul creation left for me by the previous King of the Undead, and it should be able to use it to some extent for me to rule the Demon Realm......

"Uncle Ben can sing!".

This guy is such a piece of shit.

"Well... Although I feel this way, but with your father, I have installed a portable song station for you, and I can meet you in an unknown blacksmith shop in an unknown town on the human continent......."

I looked at Spendham, and I didn't know whether to cry or laugh:

"That's it... If you think about it, such a small probability. Even if you throw a stone into the sea, you'll be caught?

"No, mate, of course it can't be!".

Fortunately, Spandham's decisive denial brought some comfort to my soul.

After a pause, Spandam said again: "Uncle Ben not only sings beautifully, but also dances!

What's going on with this guy, how could there be a person in this world who is a waste to this extent?!

And your faith is manly, so what are your abilities, how can it be such a literary thing?

Isn't it more appropriate for these specialties to appear in a certain aristocratic daughter?!!

"Also, you're wrong, partner! your meeting with Uncle Ben is not a small probability event, it is bound to happen!".

Spandam lowered his head and muttered to himself calmly, still a little confused.

"Uncle Ben is a legend that shook the demon world thousands of years ago, and he is also the earliest soul creator of Daddy!

Looking at my shocked eyes, Spandam proudly continued: "Uncle Ben's body is all over the Demon Realm and this continent! As long as you want to buy weapons, you can see Uncle Ben in every blacksmith shop!"

"I don't want to think that way either, but... The meaning of this million.. In fact, that means that you have tens of millions of bodies?".

"Of course, Uncle Ben is a super magic weapon that can arm the entire army of the undead!".

Tens of millions of Spendam shouting "Man!" at the Undead Fortress suddenly came to mind......

While I was thinking about how the King of the Undead had cultivated this strange thing, I was also thinking about whether I should start destroying every annoying broken sword now.

"Okay .. But you're only one of the tens of millions, aren't you? So what's your use now?"

"Sing, manly!".

Yes..... There's no hope, this guy is a piece of rubbish.