"Grea, this ice spear is so strong, I want to use it", Witton asked as he pretended not to care, he wanted to see the power of the Ancient Artifact Source.

"You, but, to?" Grea asked, raising his hand, and blue ice crystals suddenly appeared in the center of his palm, and gradually a dark blue spear condensed from a hazy state.

Grea took the dark blue sharp spear directly in her hand, stretched it out in front of Witton, and motioned for him to raise it, "No one can afford to play it." ”

The dark blue ice spear, this special, health-linked source, that is, the source of the weapon is broken, and the user is dead, and it is called the "Soul Eater Gun" in the ancient strange weapon source of the Teyvat continent, and with the corresponding ice source power of Graya, when it is taken out, it has filled the table top in the room with a layer of frozen mist.

Vero looked at Witton strangely, and thought to himself, is this a strange comparison between men! Moreover, this device source ...... Although he also really wants to see the power of the ancient artifact source, if Weiton wants to try it, won't he need to consume his own life? Although as a killer who has made a contract with the Gailand Empire, he lives a life of licking blood from the knife, but he still wants to live longer.

Vero lowered his head, not quite understanding why Witton wanted to use the source that consumed his life, and obstructed, "...... next time"

"Huh? Are you looking down on me? Witton was a little unconvinced.

"No, it's not ......"

Before Vero could finish speaking, Witton flipped the spear...... Wow! Motionless...... It's so heavy, like a jack.

"Provoke ......" Witton wanted to pick up the ice gun with brute force, but he felt that he couldn't hold it at all, and if it wasn't for Grea's support, the ice gun would probably fall to the ground in his hand for less than a second.

'Ahaha, I've seen the power of the Ancient Artifact Source, it's too ...... It's a heavy burden', Witton scratched his head embarrassedly, let go of the hand that grabbed the ice gun, and said in a way that was out of sight, "Every source has a special owner. ”

Wei Luo on the side breathed a sigh of relief, "This fool, picking it up is equivalent to giving him life for nothing, there is really nothing to do with him." ”

Then.

The crisp sound of the flat shoes on the wooden floor revealed that the person was a young girl with a light body, it was Nona, and she ran in from the outside.

She glanced at the people present, and said unhurriedly: "Well, after a few days of fighting, Her Majesty the Empress asked us to go to Campbell's Palace tomorrow to collect the customized equipment for each of us." ”

"Ah, there's an exclusive weapon, that's awesome!" Witton is the happiest person, after all, although he has used a broken sword for more than ten years, the exclusive source of the weapon must be extremely cool and explosive, and he can show off in front of Vero.

"Not bad", Grea's cold words were still as usual.

On the contrary, Gina didn't seem to be very happy, and muttered, "Instrument source, waste of money...... What can be done with a wave plate candy, why bring a heavy source of equipment......"

Nona looked at everyone's reactions and seemed to be quite satisfied, but when she thought of the not very good news, she was afraid that the other party would reproach her as a "mourning bird", and she did not dare to disobey the order of Empress Cilides.

"Ah, that...... That", she's a little distracted.

"What, if you have something to say, say it quickly!" Witton doesn't like women who are squirming, he's a rough guy.

Nona sighed and said in a slightly apologetic tone, "Vero, Your Majesty the Empress...... Her Majesty the Empress said that there will be a punishment tomorrow, so you should be mentally prepared. ”

Wei Luo was startled, and instantly regained his composure, is it a punishment, anyway, it was his mistake last time, and the punishment should be deserved, thinking about it in another way, if there is a punishment for completing the task next time, there will also be a reward.

"yes, I see," Vero replied.

What kind of punishment awaits tomorrow, I heard that Her Majesty the Empress is a ruthless and scheming person, if it is...... Vero was uneasy.

Suddenly, a rough hand reached in from the wide cuffs, grabbed her little hand that was behind her back and shrunk in the wide sleeves, and scratched her palm recklessly, without thinking about it, to know which bastard it was! Fortunately, I wore a loose skirt with large sleeves today, which can cover this person's restless behavior.

Vero was about to shake it off.

"Don't move," Witton whispered, standing behind her at some point, "Everybody knows it's not good. ”

Vero turned her head and glanced at him arrogantly, "Hmph, why is this person like this!" ’

"It's okay, there won't be me tomorrow", Witton changed his usual impulsiveness, but held Vero's hand as if comforting, maybe he saw what Vero was thinking, but unfortunately his mouth was not good at saying some rhetoric, so he had to soothe her with simple actions.

"Thank you."

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The next day, Campbell's Palace.

The group drove all the way to Campbell Palace in a horse-drawn carriage from the streets of the city, and now Campbell Palace has been renamed the Imperial Palace of Gaelland, just because Empress Silides does not want to be mentioned that she is the daughter of the humble baron of the Campbell royal family, and now the news to the outside world is that the legitimate heir of the Campbell royal family, Her Royal Highness Love Campbell, has died, and other news has been blocked, and the Campbell royal family is naturally regarded as erased from history.

From the private house of Heron, the leader of the Resistance Army, there were hardly any people on the way, and even the streets of the town were not very busy.

"Sister, there seem to be a lot fewer people, like a slum," said Gina, who was sitting in the carriage with a pop candy in her mouth.

Witton looked out the window of the carriage and pursed his lips, "The iron cavalry of the revolutionary army, the civilians are all in danger, if we can drive the damned revolutionary army away, then the Monte City of our Gayland Empire will be lively again!" ”

There was nothing to say in the car, Vero was nervously worried about the punishment she was about to face, Nona said very little, and the other two men were not good words, only Gina disdainful of something she was not used to from time to time, like a picky lady who had a lot of dissatisfaction with society.

He undoubtedly hated the revolutionary army, and even more hated the kind of executioners of the Blood Oath Organization who secretly worked for the revolutionary army, so he was alone at that time to carry a package on his back and go to report to the resistance troops of the Gaeland Empire. However, the Resistance troops did not treat him very kindly, but rather distrusted him for his loyalty. But this is also normal, no one will trust someone who does not know the details all at once.

Witton looked out the carriage window and fell into silent memory.

His people all live in a remote tribe of the Gaeland Empire, without a leader, and live peacefully like a village. Last year's harvest was not very good, and many villagers had enough grain to meet this year's needs, but ......

"Witton! How is your family this year? Isn't it a bumper harvest! A simple villager with a towel wrapped around his head asked loudly, a smile on his face.

It seems that this year is a bumper harvest, and every household has fallen this year, everyone thinks so.

At night, everyone is in a sweet dream, preparing for a unified harvest in a few days, and it just so happens that there is a teenager in the village who has been recognized by the Vision of God, and he can also use the thunder knife, the thunder attribute has the technique of cutting, and it is used on the knife, a knife can sweep a field, and the harvest is more smooth, and the villagers are also very relieved of him, feeling that they are watching Witton grow from a little fart child to a heroic boy, and his temperament is also knowing.

Witton lives in a small village, and naturally does not pay attention to things such as imperial politics, for him, whoever rules the country, as long as ordinary civilians have a place to go, food to eat, and someone to accompany them, it is a simple happy life. However, just two days before the harvest, the vegetation planted in the whole village withered inexplicably, and the people in the village went out early in the morning with hoes.

Who exactly? Can you make the whole ground wither overnight?

Witton looked at the sword levitating in his hand, and then it occurred to him that it was the ability of the divine messenger to be able to do this.