When Ye Ziqing, the concubine of the Sword Heaven, accepted the challenge of the Sword Genius Zhao Mofeng, the whole world was almost boiling.

"Wow, did you hear that? Zhao Mofeng singled out Ye Ziqing. ”

"Huh?! …… What kind of heads-up? ”

“……”

"Judging from the reporter's report, it shouldn't be the kind of heads-up, it's an open competition for the title of a seventh-order sword master."

“…… Hey, is it so powerful? ”

"Yes, it is said that it has been a long time since anyone has had the courage to challenge the Heavenly Concubine Pinjian. But according to the personal accounts of many presidents of the Sword Association, Zhao Mofeng this time is likely to become Ye Ziqing's biggest enemy in life. Her title of seventh-order sword master may not be able to be kept. “

"Hey, is it so powerful? Then it seems that this battle of the sword master will be very interesting, right? ”

"Needless to say? I hope that my family Concubine Jian Tianfei will not be defeated by this kid, but I especially want to see her defeated, oops, what a contradiction......"

"Who is Zhao Mofeng?"

“……”

The conversation felt like it couldn't go on.

Just when everyone spread the news of the Sword Master's War of the Century, as the head of the Sword Sect of the Heavenly Sword Kingdom-

Shi Chen was depressed, what happened during this time? First of all, the dead emperor of Sha Jian Kingdom crawled out of the coffin, and that day, it happened to be the Sword Sect's 8-in-4 game.

It turned out that they were supposed to shock the world, but the world was shocked by another event.

The number of people who follow Dragon Ball Battle has suddenly decreased by more than half.

The related Dragon Ball battle broadcast was also replaced with the battle for imperial power in the Sand Sword Country, and the title started from the very beginning-

"Shocked! The end of the civil war between the north and the south?! ”

It became—

"Shocked! The battle for the throne between the illegitimate son and the eldest son of the former Shajian Kingdom. ”

"Shocked! The divine beast of the Sand Sword Country licks the blood and appreciates the relatives! ”

"Shocked! The first emperor of Shajian Kingdom opened the coffin and was resurrected! ”

Even Shi Chen himself was shocked.

In a few days, it will be their semi-finals, and then they won't just meet the battle of the century of the sword master, right?

……

"What is this?"

Kenrin Sakura sat in a sky-blue velvet chair and looked at the small box on the desk.

It is a wooden box painted azure and the color of sea water, with only one arm length and half the width.

"Birthday present, promised you." Emiya stood in front of her.

Emiya's black robe softly touched the corner of the table in front of her, and from her line of sight, she could see the curves of the other party's body, which had been perfected by sword casting.

It turned out that Yuan Li was a joke, but I didn't expect him to be so serious......

Kenrin Sakura smiled happily, and then opened the box with both hands.

Lying calmly inside was a sky-blue pamphlet, with a picture of a mermaid painted on the cover.

"What is this......" she picked up the booklet with her long, slender fingers.

I don't know what material I made of, but I don't feel like paper to the touch, but like soft metal.

It is densely engraved with small characters.

Jian Rin Sakura had just read a few words, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"It's ......"

"Forge the sword. I've written down some of the swordsmithing methods you might use. Emiya nervously watched the expression on her face, unsure if the birthday present was the queen's favor.

"Maybe it's a little less romantic. But I thought maybe it would be better to send something you need. “

Emiya had thought about whether it was not good, and maybe for girls, receiving beautiful gifts would make them feel happier.

For example, the previous blessing of the rain god, as well as the music box, the wing qin sword and the like, will be more suitable.

Emiya also selected a number of similar swords from the Sword Casting Spectrum, but between the Oni Messenger and the Divine Mission, he made the decision to give a portion of the Sword Casting Spectrum as a gift to the sword Rin Sakura.

"How so? Great......"

Kenrin Sakura stood up and turned around, leaving Emiya with a back.

She wiped the tears from her face with her hands, not wanting Emiya to see it.

Wei Gong saw her constantly rising and falling, with a slightly trembling body, and was at a loss for what to do.

"I'm sorry, did I do something wrong?"

"It's not ......" Kenrin Sakura turned around, looked at Emiya and smiled, "This is more precious to me and the whole country than anything!" ”

A necklace can only be used to admire, to please oneself and others, and it may have a little material and craftsmanship value attached, but it will not have much impact on the world.

And the sword-casting spectrum provided by the Wei Palace, many of which are unseen, are not only used for cultivating immortals, but also for production and construction.

She bowed deeply to Emiya, "Rin Sakura represents the entire Dream Sword Country, thank you Master Emiya. ”

"Hey, you don't have to ...... like that"

Jian Rin Sakura put the sword casting book back in the box, pursed her lips and laughed, and slowly transformed from the queen who was worried about the country and the people just now in front of the emiya to a girl with the name Sword Rin Sakura.

"That's right," she locked the box in the cabinet at the back, and turned to look at the guard, "I heard that in this year's Sword Sacrifice Ceremony, the Chong Sword Kingdom will select sword forgers to participate in the ceremony through a competition. ”

Speaking of which, Ken Rin Sakura tried to make her tone as flat as possible, she folded her hands to her chest and looked up at Emiya, "You also received an invitation, right?" ”

Wei Gong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, his eyes clear and bright.

"Yes, I can finally go back, and this time I can't get the qualification of the sword forger of the Sword Sacrifice Ceremony of the Sword Country. No, you can get it. ”

As soon as Wei Gong remembered the scene of last year's sword sacrifice ceremony, he felt a burst of blood boiling in his body.

Tiandao Yuluo's dedication and pursuit of the sword, that desperate obsessive look, Wei Gong now looks back as if it is in front of him.

In order to be able to stand on that unattainable stage again and defeat him with the sword he created, Emiya has been working hard until now.

When Jian Rin Sakura heard his words, her eyes darkened for a while, and she opened her mouth to stop talking.

How she wished it wasn't true.

There was one sentence she didn't dare to ask-

"Does that mean that from now on, you will be leaving the Dream Sword Country?"

"That's good." A charming smile appeared on Jian Rin Sakura's face, "If that's really the case, maybe this year's Sword Sacrifice Ceremony will be your sword entering the main hall of Tianyu." ”

"Really?" Emiya looked at her happily.

Kenrin Sakura nodded, meeting his gaze.

She opened her mouth, but she didn't make a sound—

yes, I've always believed that.

I don't know why, today, it would have been a happy thing to receive a gift, but when she touched her chest, she suddenly found -

There was a dull ache.