Chapter 237: The Sword of Oath Victory
Dad is getting married, and the bride is not herself.
As the most important part of a magician's study of magic, the magic room is naturally a priority. And in the incomparably bright room illuminated by several sorcerers' fires, Nanoka, who was wearing a white coat, injected a little bit of magic power into the magic array in her hand, carefully testing the stability of the magic array, while thinking about her own thoughts.
She should be happy, because her father has found his own happiness, but she can't be happy anyway. The words of the beautiful bride in the dream are still in my ears, but with Nanoka's movements, the future of the bride's words is not realized. Nanoka didn't know if it was her own dream or if it was her butterfly effect.
Mariana did not die and received her father's heart. The happiness on her father's face could not be concealed in any way, but after the initial joy, an unspeakable boredom rose in her heart.
At first, he just followed his mother's wishes and his own thoughts, and simply looked for his father's figure. Although he had forgotten her, his mother, and even Belica, when she found him in this deserted world, he really found that even if his memory was gone, his love for her had not weakened much.
There is no doubt that Sinloth really raised her as a daughter. He didn't like her staying up late, and was willing to slow down the progress of his magical research and let her participate in the children's games. Not to mention the knowledge that I learned in it that I was not interested in before, this warm memory of being with friends alone is far from being comparable to the cold real room of Belica.
But the human heart is always unsatisfied, and it has not been felt before. But when she was woken up by the bride's words, she wanted more.
More things.
Nanorka's eyes were filled with moisture. Thinking of a certain dream, a little blush appeared on the originally fair face: "No." That's not okay."
The hands that were originally steady also trembled a little because of this small negligence, and the magic circle in his hands overflowed with a few wisps of magic power and trembled. Fortunately, Nanoka reacted very quickly, and she was already extremely familiar with the magic array in her opponent, even if she was distracted just now, she still subconsciously stabilized the magic circle in her hand.
"Huh, you can't be distracted by this, Dad has promised me to let me stay, Nanorca, don't worry. You're only eight years old, and first of all, you have to make your dad inseparable from you. ā
Nanoka let out a long breath and looked at the core circle in her hand with joy. In the world of Belika, where magic is highly developed, all kinds of magic arrays of all sizes have come into being according to their functions. Small enough to be imperceptible to the naked eye, large enough to envelop dozens of star systems, the use of magic arrays has been developed to the limit by the Belica people. The principle of a simple magic array like the Land Refining Array is actually quite simple.
A qiÄ comes from chaos, and chaos naturally contains endless energy and mysteries. Putting aside the truth of those worlds, it is time to transform matter into chaos. Nature can get an infinite amount of energy from it. Originally, Nanoka didn't want to use this kind of risky magic array, but the high-grade materials in her hands had long been exhausted, and she couldn't build a spirit gathering array like Mirror City again.
"As long as you remove the part that devours souls and flesh infinitely, it doesn't matter, right?" At least that's true from the blueprints. Silently make a decision in my heart, and after a few years of more mana, I will replace the land refining array. Nanoka once again focused her attention on the core magic array in her hand.
The more sophisticated the magic array, the lower the error tolerance rate. And vice versa. A magic array like the Territory Refining Array, which is destined to have an extremely wide range of effects, does not have much requirement for the composition of the magic circle. As long as there is no problem with the core magic array. Even if you use the canal in the field as a magic circuit, that's fine.
Of course, in that case, there must be no water and debris in the canal.
"In the past two days, the magic array near the castle has been hidden in the stone slab and partially laid, and the next node is Crossbell, I don't know how much can be completed before the winter of this year"
The productivity of this world is low, and the worst thing is that Desmond's manpower is also poor, in order to maximize the work efficiency, Nanorka has no less to worry about. While the little girl was thinking about these in her heart, her stupid sister ran in with her little short legs.
"Nanoka, Nanoka, Dad told you to hurry up, Tirbitz seems to have a problem"
Overall, without biting, Tirpitz is a rather likable little girl. And even when she bites, it will only make people feel the innocence of the little guy and dare to act.
But when the little guy has a sword in his head, it only makes people feel a strong sense of joy. Even if the little guy has a straight face and wants to pretend to be majestic.
In the cabin of the Tirpitz, Tirbitz bit Sinloth's hand, and the hilt of the sword on his head shook with the little girl. The hilt of the artifact emitted a faint glow even in the dimly lit cabin, bewitching people's minds.
And when Tirpitz stepped into the cabin, he saw this scene.
"Tirpitz, what's wrong with you?" In order to regain her strength as soon as possible, Tirbitz has a habit of eating iron on weekdays, and the better the quality of steel, the better the tonic for her. But what was the situation today, how did she stick the sword in her head?
"Wow, Nanoka!"
Seeing Nanorka come in, Tirbitz hurriedly let go of Sinlos and threw himself into Nanorka's arms. The hapless little girl cried to Nanoka while wiping her tears.
After listening to Tirpitz's explanation, Nanoka turned her wand into a hammer, and gently tapped the hilt of Tirbitz's head a few times, listening to the crisp clang, and fell silent.
Whether man created God or God created man is a different conclusion in each world. But in this world, at least in this world, there is no doubt that God created man. Correspondingly. Like the bloodthirsty and brutal Norman personality, so did the Norman artifact. Even if the sword body has been completely penetrated into the opponent's body. But as long as the opponent is not completely dead, the artifact will never give up its pursuit. Death of the opponent. That is, the victory it wants.
As a ship elf, she is not human at all. When she becomes one with the warship, she is the warship, and the warship is her. In the eyes of humans, she may be just a cute little girl, but in the eyes of the world, Tirbitz is the ship at her feet, and the two of them are an inseparable whole.
It's an incomparably fatal injury for an ordinary human, but for a warship. It's just too insignificant. The Tirpitz is tens of meters long, and even if a long sword is inserted in the deck, it is definitely not a fatal injury.
To sum up, it's like being bitten by a mosquito.
In this state, the sword of victory without its master will never kill Tirpitz. But correspondingly, Tirbitz was unable to pull this artifact out of his body. Each artifact touches the truth of this world to some extent, and as long as Tirpitz does not die for a day, the Sword of Victory will not get [Victory] for a day, and it will never stop its attacks.
Nanoka forced a laugh. After carefully inspecting this artifact several times, I had to make a regretful declaration: "Tirpitz, you have a sword in your head, it's actually quite beautiful."
It's not entirely impossible. But the artifact had been completely inserted into Tirpitz's body. She definitely couldn't let the artifact get [victory], but most of the magic arrays on the artifact were on the sword, in order to prevent hurting Tirpitz. Many measures are also simply not possible.
Anyway, without its owner as a source of energy, the Sword of Victory could not do damage to Tirpitz. In that case, let's just stick it in there?
"Nanoka. You're still laughing! ā
No matter who has a sword stuck in their head, they won't be happy.,I originally thought that Nanoka could have a way.,But I didn't expect this result.ć The little one who didn't cling to it pounced on Nanoka and tickled her.
"Itchy, don't scratch there, Tirpitz"
"Phew, Nanoka is still laughing! Nanorka's bad eyes! ā
Looking at Nanorka's reaction, Sinlos knew that Tirpitz was probably fine. Nanoka is not a person who jokes lightly, and since she said so, then let that sword stick in it, bastard, no matter how you think about it, it is not a matter for Tirpitz to see people with a sword on his head every day. If someone enters Tirpitz's room in the future, it must not be immediately regarded as a murder scene?
When it comes to magic, you still have to rely on experts to solve it.
Speaking of which, there are a lot of magicians in the territory, but there are few reliable ones. And among them, especially Nanorca and Andiel as safe. It's just that the original cold old brother is now digging a hole under Desmond every day for him, and he is about to become a gopher, and Cynlos really doesn't want to bother him at this time - in Cynlos's mind, just build a secret harbor, but Andil obviously doesn't think so, and he can't refuse his brother's kindness. Andiel's side can't count on it, and Nanorca's reaction is obviously that there is nothing to be done, what should I do?
Ellie, who was originally standing on the sidelines, saw Tirbitz and Nanoka frolicking, and also rushed up, and the original two-person joke turned into a scuffle between three people. Tirbitz didn't look as sad as he had imagined, and despite having a sword on his head, he was still having fun with his two daughters.
Xinlos looked back and forth at the attributes of the Sword of Victory, and after a long time, he asked, "Nanoka, is there a way for you to change its owner?" ā
"A change of master?"
The sword of victory was inserted too deeply, and Tirpitz's form at the moment was a soul body. It was a bit difficult to isolate the artifact without hurting her - it had never shown any earth-shattering power, but the sword of victory nailed to Tirpitz's soul showed how difficult it really was.
It really can't do anything with a soul like Tirpitz, the strange soul structure makes Tirpitz not even feel the pain of being attacked by an artifact, but Tirpitz is special after all, and her ability to do this does not mean that mortal souls can also be so strong.
The system makes it clear that only a truly Norman powerhouse can unleash the power of this sword. Literally, this means that the sword has very high demands on its owner, but Sinloth doesn't want to use its power, but just wants to pull him out.
He had already tried, and his strength simply couldn't shake this artifact. The sword of victory seemed to have taken root, and it was completely unshakable in Tirpitz's body. But just because he can't do it doesn't mean that others can't do it either.
"Alfon"
Xinluos's mention yƬ woke up Nanoka, and the little guy thought about it for a while, and also felt that his father's mention yƬ was feasible. Nanoka squinted her eyes and carefully observed the mysterious lines on the hilt of her sword, and finally confirmed her father's thoughts.
"This should be the simplest blood contract to recognize the master, not the soul contract to recognize the master. If you only want to use it, and don't want to control it, maybe it's true, but after all, the previous master is not dead, and if you want to force the contract, then this master must be far stronger than the last one. And according to Tirpitz's description, it should have been a very powerful warrior. Desmond I'm afraid"
Isn't it strong, and he was hard to beat Tirpitz's 150-millimeter gun with thunder beads as ammunition head-on, and he didn't even die.
"Don't say anything else, but if you're a master, Desmond still has a few." Desmond is undoubtedly a somewhat deformed territory, and with Bismarck, he even has three knights of the sun, but the regular army under his command, Sinlos, once again lamented the population of the territory, and said to his daughter: "You wait for me here, I'll go out." ā
When Sinloth went out to find someone, the three little ones sat together and chattered about the interesting things they usually encountered. Tirbitz could not go ashore for physical reasons. Even if it was just a trivial thing that happened in Sunday school, she listened to it with relish.
Randy and Valudo work together to practice potions, and as a result, they blow up the cauldron into the sky, and are punished by Mr. Andiel for washing the toilet; Lijie secretly threw a string of her favorite frogs into the soup that Lixia had just made, and all the Sunday school students got food poisoning; Lis, a foodie, was too hungry to read late at night, and accidentally gnawed Dudley's head like a watermelon. Conelia sewed a pair of cloth shoes for her brother Honazel, and the two shoes were of different sizes, but the dead sister who was paralyzed still wore them every day until Cornelia herself could no longer stand it
The life of a child is trivial and mundane, but this is exactly what Tirbitz yearns for. The little girl held her chin and her eyes were shining, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"Nanoka, when will I be able to go ashore like you?"
"Well, Tirpitz's soul is a little stronger than the other day, but it's still too weak, after a while, your soul is stronger, and I'll help you transform it" (To be continued......)
ps: Come on, guess who pulled it out in the end, guess that tomorrow we will be more lazy and late-stage cancer is really troublesome, only stimulate yourself in this way R1292