In the garden of a manor, a woman in loose loungewear sits at a small round table, surrounded by maids holding umbrellas to shield her from the sun. Barr walked up to her and bowed slightly.

"Baal, sit down. The woman said, "I don't feel very comfortable with an old man standing." ”

"Thank you for your kindness, miss. Barr said, sitting down in the chair beside the woman, "But I'm afraid that's not what you mean." ”

"yes, I just think you're an eyesore standing next to me. "You're too big, Barr." ”

Barr smiled, "I'm your protector and butler, miss. If I weren't, I'm afraid I wouldn't be reassuring. ”

The woman snorted, "Just to reassure my father and uncle...... But, in fact, they didn't care too much about me. ”

"They have more urgent things to do. Barr said.

"And I have nothing to do, just like those noble young masters and eldest ladies. ”

"You too, miss. ”

Hearing Barr's words, the woman chuckled, "You're so ruthless, Barr." ”

"Serve you, without so many unnecessary rules around those people. Barr also had a smile on his face, "At least you won't whip me for that." ”

"There aren't many people who dare to whip you, Baal...... At least in the King's Castle, I don't know of anyone who has the audacity to deal with you, a silver warrior. ”

"You're overrated. ”

"Well, then, it's time for me to show you what you brought back today. The woman said, "You don't approve of me going to the store, but at least let me know what's in there." ”

As the woman said this, a look of hesitation appeared on Barr's face.

"It's not like you, Barr. "Don't tell me you bought a bomb, so you're just as awkward as a little girl now." ”

"That's not a bomb. "But...... Maybe not much better than a bomb. Barr beckoned to the young male squire standing in the distance. The squire went up to Barr and the woman and saluted, but did not say a word.

"That spinning top. Barr said to the squire.

The attendant took out an object from his bosom, which caught the woman's eye. It was a silvery-white spinning top, shiny, and covered with fine thorn strips, which would make you worry about pricking your fingers if you held it in your hand. The squire was very careful when he held the top in his hand.

"What is this?" the woman asked.

"A spinning top, miss. Barr replied.

The woman sighed, "I know it's a spinning top, but if it's just a spinning top, do you need to take it out?"

"Not really. Barr said, then to the squire, "Throw that spinning top out...... Throw it a little farther away. ”

The squire threw the top into the distance, landing in an open area with bushes.

When the top hits the ground, it spins automatically.

"Oh, I didn't have that handy toys when I was a kid. The woman pursed her lips and put her fingers to the corners of her mouth, "At that time I had to prepare my own rope and sticks. ”

"It's not all, miss. Barr said.

As the top turns, the thorns spread out and spread out as the top swirls, turning into silver petals. The woman's eyes widened slightly, "Well, I really didn't have this kind of toy when I was a kid. ”

"No child can get this toy from their parents. "Not even you, Miss." ”

"I really don't have such extravagant and beautiful things. ”

"And not just for that reason. Barr said. On the round table was a plate of fruits, and the woman didn't touch the washed and shiny fruit much, but Barr picked up a cyan fruit from the bowl and threw it at the spinning top.

The fruit fell above the top, and before it reached the ground, it was already cut into strips, and fell to the ground with this silver whirlwind. The fruit was crushed by the swirling strips of thorns, and the most surprising thing was that the flesh was still joined together and did not break.

The woman who saw this scene finally couldn't help but sigh with emotion and clapped her palms, "This is indeed ...... Not something kids should play with. What a perverted and cruel little beast a child who can play with such a toy?"

"Maybe it's the devil's child. "But it's definitely not for ordinary children." With that, Barr beckoned to the squire standing aside, "Sharpen your weapon." ”

The squire nodded, drew the sword at his waist, and walked towards the spinning top. The squire walked slowly, cautiously approaching the top, as if he were facing a beast. When his sword came into contact with the silver whirlwind, sparks rubbed between the sword and the thorn strips, flying in all directions, many of which splattered on the squire.

When the same steel artifacts collided, the spinning top seemed to spin faster, and the whirling thorn chain shimmered with silver light, colliding with more sparks. The squire held the sword in both hands and pressed it against the swirling thorns, his forehead began to sweat, and the muscles of his arms trembled slightly. The top seems to be self-conscious, and it senses that the other party is getting weaker and weaker, and it is spinning more and more. When the squire was about to lose his hold, Barr shouted, "Retreat!"

The squire withdrew his sword, took several steps back, and returned to Baral's side gasping for breath. The spinning top was still spinning in place, returning to its original steadyness.

"Give me the sword. Barr held out his hand to the squire, who honestly offered his sword in both hands. Barr placed his sword on his lap, and the woman leaned her head over.

The squire's sword is not a rare weapon, but it is definitely not an ordinary product, and if this good sword made of fine iron is placed outside, I am afraid that ordinary weapon merchants will not be able to find a few, and it will have to be used as a signboard in the store. But it was this sword, and now the blade was full of dense gaps, and the body of the sword was full of circles, which were scraped by thorns. There was no more terrible and devastating encounter for a sword, but it did not lose its sharpness, and the notches in the blade of the sword were finely stacked together, making the sword look like a serrated tooth. If such a blade were to be slashed at a person's body, it would pull out a fine piece of flesh, and the iron filings might seep into the flesh and even blood vessels of the injured. The sword didn't turn straight into a piece of rotten iron, and it could destroy flesh and blood before it was completely destroyed—at least once or twice.

"Can I touch it?" the woman said to Barr.

Barr shook his head, "I'm afraid I can't let you touch something so dangerous." His fingertips pressed against the blade and slid slightly, the densely serrated blade not cutting his finger, but leaving a red mark on his finger. "Fragile, like broken glass, but more vicious than glass. ”

"I don't think the top is vicious, right?" the woman looked at the spinning top, which was finally starting to spin and no longer shimmering with silver light. When the top stops, the thorn strip has shrunk back onto the top. It stood there upright and did not fall.

Barr asked the squire to pick up the top and take it to the round table and put it down. "Take this sword back to the furnace, you go and change it. Barr handed the sword to the squire, who respectfully took it and turned away.

The top is placed upside down on the table, right next to the fruit bowl. The woman reached out to touch the thorn-strewn spinning top, but her hand stopped in mid-air and finally retracted it. "I'm not a stupid kid...... At least I need to know what it is. ”

"Spinning top. Barr said.

"What?" the woman didn't understand why Barr had said so suddenly.

"The store manager, and the girl, all said it was a spinning top. Barr continued, "There's nothing else to say. ”

"It doesn't look like a spinning top. ”

"I know, but it's really a spinning top. At least that's what the makers say. Barr said.

"I'd love to meet the makers. ”

Barr hesitated for a moment before continuing, "If they didn't deceive me, Maker...... It's a girl. It's the girl I met in the store. ”

The woman touched her lips, "This makes me more and more curious." ”