Chapter 347: Dusty's Memories (4)

A holy weapon, if it falls into the hands of the wicked, how many innocent lives will be persecuted, although I don't know why Terry chose herself, but since she did it, then she has to do it to the end, be good to him, not to mention these days of getting along, for Ellie, Arya is no longer just a magic sword, she is more like her good friend, a good confidant, but now someone wants to take away her friend, which Ellie will never allow.

When Arya tells her about her unknown past, Ellie has a conflict. After all, it was a magic weapon used by the Demon God, and Arya also killed countless lives when she was known as Ripia. Ellie also thought about giving up Arya, after all, she was a member of the Knights, and if it was known that she was with the Magic Sword, it would have an immeasurable bad impact on the Knights and even the country. However, Arya said,

- Her past is indeed full of bright red blood and killing madness, but after being forged by Terry, the sense of killing that once numbed her has gradually disappeared, but the void of memory and soul has made her lose her way forward, and meeting Ellie has given her a new life.

Terry once told her that he would find a master full of vitality and hope for her, and give her a simple living environment. At that time, Arya didn't believe those words, and was there any need for her to exist when she was no longer a killing machine? However, Terry seemed to be able to hear her thoughts, and when she first saw Ellie, she was a little shocked in her heart, and the short-haired girl in front of her was full of energy, and her beautiful cheeks always maintained a kind smile. Even if Dusty forced himself into her, she didn't get angry, even if she was a magic weapon, she never gave up on herself.

Almost all artifacts and magic weapons in this world have their own souls, and when they lose their original owners, most of them will choose to follow in the footsteps of their masters and perish together. But there will still be some artifacts that stay in the mortal world, and most of them don't know what they really want, just go with the flow, just let others use them. Arya had been one of them, but now she finally knew what she was waiting for. It is a pair of warm and clean hands that can carry her to soar freely in the air, and can harness her to create a new future. Although she didn't know why she had such a bright idea as a magic sword, she had such an idea, and with the help of many people, she gradually approached this ideal that once seemed impossible to achieve.

Now Arya will never leave Ellie's side, and she vows to protect Ellie until she breaks herself.

The three women on the other side unhurriedly drew their respective weapons. Arya stroked Ellie's back and asked worriedly,

"Are you going to do it?"

"The other party seems to have this intention."

Although Arya is the equivalent of an artifact as a weapon, Ellie has never actually used her once. Ellie carries a short sword for self-defense, but she can't help but feel a little weak against three opponents. She and Arya made a look, and Arya nodded in response, but immediately frowned and said,

"You haven't used me in a formal battle once, and your right hand was injured the last time you captured the monster, so it shouldn't be well now, so it must still hurt, right? They're three against one."

"It's okay."

Although her hand was still hurting, Ellie still clenched her sword.

"We don't have as many people as them, so we can only rely on you to save the day. Although I really don't want you to be a weapon in my hands, Arya, our relationship should be friends, and I hope you can forgive me. ”

"You don't need my forgiveness at all, because you are the one who redeemed me, and you are the one who gave me new life, so they should be the ones who should ask for forgiveness!"

Arya glared at the three girls in front of her,

"Ellie, don't force it!"

"Well, you too, please, comrade-in-arms."

Arya chanted a spell in reply,

"Ten thousand spells are lifted, the Holy Communion is a vessel, the wind is in the hand, and the water is boundless - the holy solution!"

A gust of wind suddenly swept around Ellie. After the wind vanished, a sword flew out of it and landed in Ellie's right hand. The cross-shaped silhouette is coupled with a slender blade, and there is no superfluous decoration on the hilt, only a black gemstone is set in it. This is the holy weapon, the magic sword 'Arya' of the bayonet sword system.

Ellie's right half of her body leaned forward, her weight sinking, and she held the holy weapon tightly on her chest. This is the preparatory move for the Thrust, and it is the basic move of the 'Thrust'.

"This is your artifact, huh? Let's see how powerful it is."

Doris stopped abruptly before she could finish speaking, her gaze lingering slightly on the lower side. The other two felt a little strange and moved their gaze down with Doris. Ellie followed their gaze and looked down - but she didn't expect it to end up on her chest.

"What are you doing?"

"It's huge."

"It's huge, indeed."

"It's really big."

The three of them nodded in unison, exchanging glances. Ellie was made to cry and laugh by them, and was very embarrassed, so she hurriedly blocked the **** with her left hand.

"You, what are you talking about, you're not"

She didn't squeak halfway through because the reality in front of her made it impossible for Ellie to continue. The **** of the three people is small and miserable.

"Don't compare!"

"Ahh

"You're despising us, aren't you?!"

"I don't despise you."

Ellie's feeble explanation drowned out in the chatter of the three women,

"We hate women with big breasts the most!"

As if they had finally come to a conclusion, all three of them looked at Ellie with their hands on their hips and disgust.

"I don't want to."

"It must be heavy, right? We'll cut it for you."

Ellie's back immediately felt a chill, I don't know what was going on, the purpose of the other three seemed to have changed, and their gazes became strange.

"We can talk."

"There's nothing to talk to you about!"

Doris, who was clearly in tears, rushed forward. Her weapon is a double-edged broadsword. The unpolished hilt combined with the very wide twin blades - this is a two-handed broadsword. This type of sword is usually used to swing and slash enemies. Doris made a move that suited the sword well, and that was a fast and ferocious head-on slash. (To be continued.) )