When Ainabel returned to the room exhausted, he found that Roy was still concentrating on carving the magic pattern, and that serious appearance made Ainabel suspect that he had not taken a break from the beginning to the present.

Glancing at Roy with a little concern, Ainabel didn't step forward to disturb or persuade Roy to take a break.

As a magician, Ainabel knows exactly what it's like to be interrupted while engraving a pattern, and it's almost like when you've managed to beat an enemy to the point of blood, and you're about to get a head, only to have your teammates run out and mess up your rhythm, and then you'll just have to watch your enemy slip away with a little bit of blood......

Probably more grumpy than that feeling.

So Ainabel didn't run to Roy like a stupid white sweet, shushing him and asking for warmth, persuading him to rest or something.

She glanced at Roy and then went about it.

In this way, Roy was concentrating on carving the magic pattern, and Ainabel was resting beside him, no one disturbing anyone, and it was very harmonious.

I don't know how long it took, but Roy finally stopped the carving knife and let out a long sigh of relief.

Hearing movement from his side, Ainabel turned her head to look, and saw that the carving knife in Roy's hand had been lowered, so she spoke, "Is it finished?"

Roy nodded, and said with some joy, "Well, it's done, this is probably the one that I have spent the most time in my life!"

After hearing this, Ainabel couldn't help but purse her lips and said, "Don't talk so much, in case you get some divine armor or something like that in the future, you will probably spend a day of hard work to engrave the magic pattern like today." ”

Roy shook his head, looked at Jemoelo in his hand as if he were a treasure, and said emotionally: "No! I won't care so much about any divine weapon armor other than Jemoiro!!

“......”

Ainabel looked at Roy, who seemed to be holding a lover at the moment, with a disgusted expression, and couldn't help but complain: "Hey! You're almost enough! Although Jemoelo is a very powerful weapon, it's just a weapon, are you like this?"

"And even if you regard the burning stick as your child, the status of other divine weapons armor is similar to his!!Even if you give birth to a child and give birth to a child and a second child, you must pay attention to a bowl of water!

After Roy heard this, he hugged Jemoero in his hand, rubbed the hilt of Jemoero's knife with his cheek, and said proudly: "Don't have a second child! Resolutely don't want a second child! Whoever wants a second child will give birth! I only need one Jemoiro!!"

“......”

Aynabel was instantly disgusted by Roy's disgusting appearance, and her hairs stood upside down.

Isabel, who followed her all the way back, couldn't help but shake the goosebumps on her body, and Roy was too exaggerated and disgusting.

"You just hold this burning stick and spend the rest of your life with it!"

Ainabel said disgustedly.

Hearing this, Roy just looked reluctant to give up on Jemoiro, and he became very serious in an instant, and he said quite seriously: "No, I still have to find a lovely girl for the rest of my life, although Jemoelo is very good, but after all, I can't have children......"

Ainabel said that she didn't want to talk to this guy anymore, and his brain circuits were really different from ordinary people.

For the rest of the day, Roy and Ainabel arranged their daily itinerary just like today.

After the battle was completed, Roy continued to enchant and engrave in the room, while Ainabel ran to the warehouse alone to secretly enchant and make her own secret weapon.

On the side of the Demon Pattern Master Guild, although there was not the slightest storm, Roy and Jeremy both believed that it was just the calm before the storm......

"Gollum. ”

The carriage, which had been around for a certain year, slowly stopped at the gate of the Demon Pattern Master Guild, as a union that was enough to make the empire fearful, its headquarters did not look luxurious at all, but was unusually low-key.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary library or a museum, and it's not as ostentatious as expected.

A young man stepped down from the carriage, and he looked quite elegant, as if he had a certain degree of education.

After he got out of the carriage, he entered the union.

After a few minutes, the young man came out again, only this time, he was following the other.

This person is about 1.83 meters tall, with a strong body, ordinary facial features, a slight trace of vicissitudes of life, and a face that is almost fifty years old with a hint of smile, as if he is very easy to get along with, but the hidden knife light in the corner of his eye is prohibitive.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing about this person is his bald and shiny head.

Yes, he was bald, and so thoroughly that he couldn't see a single short hair, and if anyone had the courage to reach out and touch his head, it would feel very round, and there would not be any prickly feeling.

Of course, those who dare to do this probably won't survive the next day, right?

After Mr. Bald Head walked out of the Demon Pattern Master's Guild, he stepped straight into the carriage, and the young man behind him followed.

When they were both seated, the groom shook the reins and urged the two horses to move forward steadily.

"Gollum. ”

The wooden wheels made a monotonous sound on the bluestone street, and on the carriage, the big bald head sat upright, with his waist straight, at this time, he restrained the warm smile on his face, and turned to ask the young man next to him a little seriously: "Is it confirmed?"

The young man bowed his head slightly, to show his respect for the big bald gentleman, and said in a very stable mood: "Eight or nine is not far from ten." ”

Hearing this answer, Mr. Bald's brows instantly furrowed.

The fists couldn't help but clench a little, and complained in a bad mood: "Another broken one!"

"Who the hell is going against me!"

In the face of Mr. Big Baldhead's self-questioning, the young man did not answer rashly, but he also did not put on an attitude of irrelevance, he frowned, obviously thinking about the question raised by Mr. Big Baldhead.