The worse the environment, the stronger the people born here. Even if the Normans have always been called barbarians, the Reich people have to admit that this is really a very resilient and powerful people.

The icy and snowy environment has polished the backbone of this nation, not only giving them a strong physique, but also a strong will. The children who grew up in that environment were obviously in every way much stronger than the Imperial people who would live in the warmer regions of the south, and even more so among the Normans.

Sinloth hadn't met with that unknown powerhouse, but since the other party was qualified to use the artifact, with the way the Normans behaved, he must be the strongest of the Normans. The Earl didn't know how the artifact was determined, but he didn't care so much about it now, so let's give it a try.

If the few people in the territory can't pull it out, looking at the empire, I'm afraid there won't be anyone who can do it. Sinloth took a deep breath, and instead of knocking on the door as usual, he pushed the door open in front of him.

"Arian Hurd, sorry to disturb your rest, but now you're going to"

Sinloth's appearance was too sudden, and Arian Hurd in the room was clearly unprepared. Recently, Arian Hurd seemed to be preoccupied, and the female knight looked at Xinlos who suddenly appeared at the door, and didn't even react for a while, putting on the skirt she had just taken off. On the snow-white skin, the two points of red are extremely cute.

"I'm sorry!"

The wooden door slammed shut, and the sluggish female knight did not come to her senses until this point. She was supposed to be angry, but she didn't know why, but she was more shy and happy in her heart. Because when Sinloth looked at his body, that admiring gaze?

Thinking of this, Arian Hurd endured his shyness, got dressed in three or two, and chased out the door: "Rude, don't want to run!" ”

Obviously, I didn't want to say this, but when it came to my mouth, it changed again. What was going on in Arian Hurd's mind, I'm afraid she didn't know

While the three little girls were sitting on the ground, chatting happily while eating honey candy, the electric detective on Tirpitz's head suddenly made a beeping sound. The little girl cheered, and was already rushing towards Sinloth, who had just appeared at the door of the cabin.

"Charuru!"

Throwing himself into the familiar embrace, Tirpitz rubbed hard a few times. Although her appearance has changed and her name has changed, the smell on Charulu has never changed, it has become more fragrant and sweeter, like a cute little pudding, which makes people want to swallow Charlulu in one gulp.

"Ah, Tirpitz" The little girl's temper came and went quickly, and she was biting his hand and playing with him just now, but now she was tired of it. Xinluo smiled helplessly and stroked her cute short hair: "Okay, don't hug it, let's try it now, can we pull out this sword." ”

"Hmm!"

Like a cat being petted, Tirpitz smiled happily and raised his head: "Hey, Charulu, what's wrong with your eyes?" ”

Xinluo covered his left eye, which was beaten into a panda eye, and showed a bitter face: "I just fell"

Whether Tilbitz believes it or not, Cynroth insisted that he had fallen by himself, and had nothing to do with the blonde-haired, indifferent female knight behind him. Mariana and Arian Hurd looked curiously at the hilt of the sword on Tirbitz's head, their eyes fluttering, but the wise women never asked or said anything.

"Don't talk about that, Bismal Keqing, you can start now."

"Yes, Lord Sinloth."

According to Norman custom, it was obvious that the person wielding this sword of victory could not be a magician, so there was no need to bother Andiel again. And in the whole Desmond, the strongest are naturally Bismarck, Arian Heard, and Marianna. If none of the three of them work, there's no need for the others to try.

The first two people were okay, but when they were looking for Arian Hurd, but when they encountered this kind of bad luck, as a man, they could only admit it. But I really didn't expect that Arian Heard's boobs would be so cute.

"You're really, you're such an adult, and you're so shabby." Mariana wasn't Tirbitz's stupid, and she certainly wouldn't believe Sinloth's words. Sinloth's attitude towards Arian Heard, and the unfading flush around Arian Heard's neck, speak for themselves. But she was willing to believe in Sinloth and willing to believe in her husband.

Since Sinloth said it was a fall, it was a fall.

The woman grumbled quietly, gently wiping Xinluos' eyes with a wet towel. In this regard, Xinluo could only smile bitterly.

Not to mention the two fiancés who habitually fired flashbangs, Bismarc had already arrived in front of Tirpitz on the Count's orders. Tirpitz blinked his eyes wide, and looked curiously at the stern-faced uncle in front of him, waiting for his cousin.

It looks calm and reliable, I wonder if I can pull it out? You know, even Tirpitz, who has the power of a warship, can't pull this annoying thing out of his head.

Can he really do it?

Norman has always been simple and rude, even the artifact endure, and there is not much need for sacrifices and steps at all. Following Nanorka's instructions, Bismal slashed his palm with a dagger, and as soon as blood poured out, his bleeding right hand was already gripping the artifact's ordinary hilt. Everyone held their breath and waited silently for things to unfold.

If you just look at the permanent attributes, Bismal with a full attribute of nineteen is already the highest in the entire Desmond, and he should have no problem - if that unknown Norman warrior is really a pervert with a full attribute of twenty, then Sinloth naturally has nothing to say. For that kind of humanoid tyrannosaurus, Sinlos can only use the Sword of Victory as an ornament for Tirbitz for the rest of his life.

How can you dress up to make the sword handle on a little girl's head look good?

As Sinloth pondered over the deep and stern question, Bismalko's face was calm, and he gripped the hilt of his sword and slowly lifted it. And with his movements, a trace of golden electricity also appeared on the sword of victory. It seems to be resisting Bismalko's blood, but the attitude is not very resolute, as if hesitating about something. Seeing this situation, everyone showed a look of surprise.

At this time, a mutation suddenly occurred. Bright red, emerald green, and ice blue light lit up on the magic sword on Bismalko's waist at the same time, and the magic sword Aruhasato jumped wildly, shattering the scabbard almost instantly. The worn-out sword body trembled wildly, like a giant dragon that had been lifted from its scales, and it was extremely angry.

"What are you doing, Aruhasato?" Bismar could see that the situation was not good, so he naturally immediately abandoned the sword of victory, held his matching sword tightly with both hands, and shouted in a low voice.

"Hurry up and be quiet!"

Despite Nanorca's repeated assurances, the magic sword has a criminal record after all. Although he was amazed by the power of the magic sword, Bismal was a little jealous of her in his heart. Now that he saw that there was something wrong with the magic sword, the words were unconsciously heavier.

"You murder me! Murder me for this woman! Bismalko grabbed the hilt of Aruhasato's sword with both hands, but compared to the knight chief, the magic sword seemed more angry than his master, "Bismalko, I misjudged you, you are such a person!" ”

The worn-out sword body continued to tremble, emitting bursts of sword sounds. This time it was obviously not a heart-to-heart communication between the two, and the magic sword in anger was like opening a full screen, spreading its anger to everyone's ears.

"You bastard! He even seduced other women in front of me! I'm not dead yet! We've only been together for a few days, and you're thinking about hooking up. How will you live such a day in the future?! Are you worthy of me? "It's like seeing a scumbag who hooks up with a mistress in front of his original wife, and the originally peaceful and gentle female voice of the magic sword has now become extremely anxious and violent. The resentment in it is empathetic.

"Aruhasato, what are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean, hurry up and be quiet. "The poor knight chief can't accept the current unfolding, when has he, who has been a chivalric all his life, been accused like this? Feeling the strange gazes from his colleagues and Feng Jun behind him, he obviously felt that he was right, but the square knight chief couldn't help but lower his voice, "I didn't want to do anything to be sorry for you"

"Then you stay away from that blue pool!" Bismalko's weakness seemed to satisfy the magic sword, and the magic sword shook the blade, and turned to the direction of Tirpitz and shouted: "See, you Bichi, this is my person!" Don't even think about it! ”

Tirpitz was stunned for a moment, then reacted and looked at the sword of victory on his head. It's a pity that because of the angle, it didn't work out. However, the others naturally did not have this restriction, and everyone looked at the Sword of Victory together, showing strange expressions.

Aruhasato's sword spirit was originally impregnated in Bismarck's memories, and as such, he was born with an intimately intimate relationship with him. Correspondingly, the sword spirit, who was born with a female personality, naturally substituted himself into the most important woman in Bismalko's heart.

In other words, despite knowing that she is not her, Aruhasato subconsciously thinks of herself as Bismalko's wife, that is, Lijie's long-dead mother. If it was another artifact, it would be fine, but Bismal now needs a blood pact is a divine sword.

From Aruhasato's point of view, wouldn't letting him make him cheat with the Sword of Victory? It's no wonder that Aruhasato is so angry.

"This is my man, you know, mine!" Bismal comforted his weapon and finally calmed the fried guy, "Whew, I'll trust you this time and I'll sleep for a while."

Aruhasato jumped up and down to provoke the Sword of Victory, but the Sword of Victory clearly lacked the spirituality of Aruhasato. There was silence, and the hilt of the sword glowed with gold, evaporating Bismarck's blood. It seemed that the sword of victory had confessed and maintained the majesty of his eldest woman, and the triumphant magic sword shook the sword body and quieted down again.

It was only then that Bismalco had a chance to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead. The chief knight shook his head and smiled helplessly at Sinloth. Seeing this, Xinluo had to shake his head and smile bitterly.

This magic sword is really domineering, but since this is the case, then Bismal can't count on it. Sinloth looked to his side, at his fiancée.

He admits that he has some selfish motives. Either way, the Sword of Victory is an artifact. And as his closest person, Cynroth subconsciously wanted Mariana to get it.

"I'll do it."

Before Mariana could speak, Arian Hurd suddenly took two steps forward, and like Bismarck, he slashed his palm and gripped the hilt of the Sword of Victory tightly. Tirpitz raised his head and looked at the big sister curiously. There seemed to be some determination in the green eyes, but Tirpitz couldn't read it.

"Mariana"

"It's okay, dear." Mariana took Sinloth's hand with both hands and put it in her palm, her purple eyes rippling: "You are my best treasure." ”

Just as the eyes of the two fiancés were in line with affection, a dazzling golden light suddenly exploded in front of them. Xinluo hurriedly blocked it with his hand, but he only felt that his eyes were golden, and he couldn't see for a while. R1152