Terry and Dusty, maiden and noblewoman stand in a stark confrontation with each other. Dusty sensed that the atmosphere was a little tense, and looked at the camps of both sides uneasily.

The girl proudly folded her arms and said,

"My name is Charlotte. D. Mephisler. ”

Hearing the name, Uncle Terry's eyes widened.

“D？”

Charlotte smugly curled the corners of her mouth and said,

"Boss, let me see your craftsmanship first."

After saying that, she stretched out her right hand horizontally,

"Ednes, come here!"

The noblewoman, Ednes, also stretched out her arm and took her right hand.

Charlotte's lips slowly uttered a cold word,

"Silent sleep, boundless darkness, angel ...... bring the end"

Dusty covered his mouth in surprise,

――Is this spell ......

"The spell of artifact liberation... And it's not an ordinary artifact. ”

Uncle Terry said with a frown.

A swirl of darkness began to emerge from Ednes' feet, the darkness churning like flames, the shape of her skirt blurred and snaking upwards, and terrifying black flames flowed across the surface of Ednes's body, enveloping her in the blink of an eye.

Dusty couldn't help but exclaim,

"It's really an artifact......"

Charlotte looked at the two people in front of her with different expressions, and said with a wicked smile,

"That's right, she's Excalibur Ednes!"

The black pillar exploded and cracked in an instant, sending out flashes of light and shockwaves that pierced people's eyes. Dusty loses her balance and flies backwards, but Terry grabs her. Dusty finally stood up and stood up with a serious expression, when she saw an indescribably dark picture - it was the darkness beating, jumping.

"Terry, that's the Flame Sword......"

Taken aback, Dasty even forgot his honorific title.

Black flames swirled in swirls, making crazy arcs in the air, coiling around Charlotte's arms and sides.

Eventually, the blackness faded and a sword appeared on Charlotte's right hand, which she held with both hands. It was a double-edged sword, and the shape of the blade was very strange—the outline was not straight, but wavy. It was as if it were a stirring flame, and it was as if the black hair of a noble lady was flowing in Charlotte's hands.

Although Dasty already knows a lot about swords among children of this age, among the various artifacts she knows, the waveform sword is an outlier existence. The wave-shaped sword, also known as the flame-shaped sword, is a relatively rare type of longsword among ancient artifacts. As far as Dusty knew, this sword was not generally used in actual combat, but as a ceremonial ornament. After the war between gods and demons, legend has it that there are indeed several artifacts in the world, and among them is the figure of the flame-shaped sword, and after the war, if you basically get this artifact, it is also used as an ornamental sword weapon for people to appreciate. However, there is also a saying that the flame-shaped sword is actually a demon thing, because the traitor who betrayed the god clan polluted its artifact and became a flame shape, this kind of sword has the dual power of gods and demons, and the power in actual combat is immeasurable.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, don't underestimate the sharpness of this flame-shaped sword."

Charlotte slid her fingers lightly along the still burning blade of the sword,

"The blade of this wave-shaped sword can dig through the skin, causing the skin of the enemy to open, and the flames on it can burn the wounds."

She said and swung her sword lightly, and the black swirl stirred the air as if it were a living object. She skillfully continued to wield her sword, making fearless declarations,

"Don't take it lightly."

Dusty couldn't help but sigh. She only knew that this artifact did look like that, but she didn't expect this sword to fall into the hands of such a small girl. Artifacts are essentially weapons given by God to the gods, and in a sense, the gods are humans or other races that originally lived on earth. This combination of human beings and artifacts has been following a certain law for thousands of years, and it has existed in an orderly manner. During the period of the Great War of Gods and Demons, a large number of gods died, artifacts were lost, and there were far more artifacts scattered on the continent of Aurelast, and those who could often rediscover the artifact and use it were some people with powerful magic or some special abilities. And these artifacts will have immeasurable power in the hands of these people.

"Come on, let's make a few moves."

Charlotte grasped the black flame artifact Ednes and stared at Uncle Terry.

However, Uncle Terry lazily gave birth to a lazy waist and muttered,

"Ahh

Unlike Charlotte's compelling spirit, Terry's eyes became very cold from the moment the artifact appeared.

"Why should I fight you?"

- That's right!

Although Dasty became tense due to the influence of the atmosphere, when he thought about it, this confrontation was completely unreasonable. The other party didn't explain his intention at all, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked for a move, how could he say "yes, okay" while holding a sword to face the battle.

"Didn't I just say that, I want to learn your craft."

"I'm asking why you're teaching me my craft."

"Heir of the Swordsmith of the Gods"

After hearing this, Uncle Terry's eyes suddenly narrowed.

The corners of Charlotte's lips rose slightly, and she pointed to Luke's knife and said,

"I want to know if that knife of yours is a 'holy weapon'"

"You"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Charlotte raised her sword high above her head, black flames slashing a long tail. She held the great sword, which was about her height, and swung it forward.

Suddenly darkness began to flow.

The sword light sliced through the ground and burst out in all directions, as if to swallow Terry and them, it was low on the ground, and opened its mouth to bite it.

"Get out of the way!"

Terry yelled and pushed Dusty away. At the same time as the black flame bites, Terry stabs with a knife in his backhand.

Swords clashed with swords, and the black lumps that exploded dispersed like mist, and black smoke hung down in a daze. In the midst of the smoke, Uncle Terry stood as if nothing had happened. His knife also glowed with a striking sheen, proving that the blade had not been damaged.

"Oh"

Charlotte's lips overflowed with emotion,

"An ordinary sword would have been shattered long ago when it encountered the impact just now."

"What the hell is your purpose, I don't want to provoke someone with D in his name."

Charlotte didn't answer, hung her sword on the ground, and dragged it towards Terry. The miasma from the tip of the sword scorched the lawn. Since she lowered her center of gravity, she rushed through faster than she expected. (To be continued.) )