"Alright, let's go!" Alan patted Claude on the shoulder, "the sun is out." ”

Claude nodded, as soon as he opened the door, he seemed to think of something, turned his head and asked, "Brother Allen, go to the assessment...... Do I need to bring anything with me...... For example, weapons...... Something like that. ”

Alan noticed that Claude's gaze glanced at the long sword perched against the wall from time to time, and hesitated, "You mean...... You want to take Evelyn's sword?"

"Hmm...... I remember Lucian telling me that a lot of people use weapons today...... But I ...... Nothing. Claude's voice grew quieter.

Alan thought for a long time, shook his head, and seemed to say to himself, "Evelyn will definitely kill me......"

He walked over to the wall, grasped the hilt of his sword, and hesitantly lifted it.

"Oh my God, it's so light?" exclaimed Allen, "I've used dwarven blades, they're shorter, but they're much heavier than them!

The Astragalus Sword does not belong to the traditional slender body, but is a bit wider than the normal blade. Eren is of great height, and holding a long sword in his hand makes him look a lot braver.

Realizing that Eren had acquiesced to the sword, Claude ran to Alan's side with a cheer, eagerly taking the sword from his hand.

What does it feel like?

When the starry sword left his hand, a red light seemed to flash in front of Allen's eyes. Alan rubbed his eyes, and Claude was already holding the Starlight Sword so excited that he jumped up.

"Wow......" Claude repeatedly looked at the coveted blade in his hand, which Evelyn had never allowed to touch.

Although the ten-year-old Claude was also taller than the Lonellan children of the same age, the starry blade that was almost the same height as him was still a little funny in his hand, after all, Claude's height would also exceed Allen's waist.

Alan patted Claude on the shoulder again and reminded, "Let's go!"

For the first time, the bustle of the city of Queens was truly presented in front of Claude's eyes. Every avenue you cross, you can see a red brocade embroidered with the words "Glory Temple Successor Recruitment Trial". With the exception of a few who were busy making ends meet, people of almost all races were making their way to the Temple of Glory. Among them, there are also young people who have the dream of inheriting the heirs.

"Hey, Claude, Brother Allen, you really did it!"

At a distance of the two towers of the Temple of Glory, Lucian waved excitedly, apparently having been waiting there for a long time.

Claude hurriedly trotted over to hug Lucian, expressing his concern that he thought he would not be able to attend. Lucian, on the other hand, was drawn to Claude's sword on his back.

"It's ...... Sister Evelyn's sword?, you even brought this?" Lucian was surprised.

"Hmm...... I don't have any other weapons but this one...... Secretly taken out. ”

"Hey, I wanted to show you off the guy I had prepared for today, but I got it after working as a coolie in the dwarven shop for many days. But compared to Sister Evelyn's, it's not worth mentioning...... But you can lend me a look!"

Lucian reached for the hilt of Starlight's sword, and Claude dodged. After a few tosses, he still gave Lucian a little touch.

"Okay, I've touched it, let's go in!"

"You told me to pull it out and take a look! In the scabbard, I can't see anything. ”

Claude hid his sword behind his back, and Lucian still fought for his chance with a disgruntled expression. The two fought for a while, and finally ended with Claude's abandonment.

"Okay, okay, I'm scared of you. Yes, but don't pull it out, my sister has told me more than once! It's a magic sword, and if you don't use it properly, it's dangerous, and we can't handle it!" Claude admonished.

"Huh, can't, then you still bring it here, as an ornament?" Lucian looked confused, "I was thinking that you could become the heir with this sword!" but...... It's really beautiful, it's so beautiful, this craftsmanship, this feel...... Tsk, no wonder Sister Evelyn doesn't let people touch it. ”

"Okay, you've seen enough, can you give it back to me?"

Seeing Lucian's fascinated look, Claude muttered.

"This sword is beautiful...... Lucian said to himself.

"Hey......" Claude urged.

Lucian kept stroking the blade of the sword as if no one was around, his right hand gripping the hilt tightly, and his left hand stroking it over and over again.

"Red...... Blood...... It's all red......"

Lucian's gaze began to become hollow, and his voice grew more and more slurred and incoherent. Claude hurriedly reached out and grasped the Astragalus Sword, but Lucian's strength was so great that he clung to the hilt and scabbard of the sword, and no matter how much the former snatched it, he could not move.

"Lucian! Lucian! Give it back!"

Claude struggled to pull, but the boy's eyes in front of him were so hollow!

"Lucian!"

Alan noticed the abnormality in front of him and hurriedly reached out to help in surprise, but the power shown by this child was completely beyond his imagination!

Both Alan and Claude's faces burst out with bruises from the exertion, but Lucian's face did not change, holding the Astragalus Sword steadily, and even began to pull it out of the scabbard!

"Lucian, stop!" Alan yelled hurriedly.

Alan knew that Evelyn never gave anyone a chance to touch the sword, and had agreed to allow Claude to take it to the assessment for a while, and there was nothing unusual along the way, so he comforted himself that he would be scolded at most afterwards. But now seeing Lucian's appearance, he also began to worry about the consequences, and the result is probably not just a verbal criticism, the situation has become more and more out of control.

Lucian's eyes, however, widened as he fixed his eyes on the sword. Between the hilt and the scabbard, the blade slowly appeared!

"Don't!"

Claude and Alan exclaimed in unison.

At that moment, an ominous red light seemed to pass in front of the eyes of the two of them!

At that moment, Lucian's still immature face seemed to raise an evil smile!

Bite!

There was a crunch. An unsheathed sword was inserted through the gap between the three of them, and it was pointed at the scabbard of the Starlight Sword, and in an instant, the three of them withdrew their hands as if they were electrocuted, and sat down on the ground.

In the direction where the eyes of the three converged, the swordsman in the silver armor cloak stood there majestically, full of heroism. She held a cross-sword in her right hand, and the Starlight Sword was unusually quiet in her left hand.

"I ...... Eh, you're, it's you!"

Lu Xi'an shook his head slightly, and then looked shocked because of the person in front of him. Not only Lucian, but Claude and Alan were also surprised.

Curly hair, delicate face, and a majesty that cannot be desecrated! The owner of this face is none other than the young swordsman who had just received the holy sword from Queen Maritia, Irelia.

Irelia's left wrist flicked, and the star peeked out of the scabbard. The silver blade of the sword has converged its edge, and it can be clearly seen that there are several elegant fine lines on the blade, and it looks extremely calm at the moment.

Irelia's gaze briefly rested on the starlight sword, her brow slightly locked inadvertently, and then naturally relaxed, and with a flick of her wrist, the sword entered the sheath.

Claude stood up, dusting off his clothes, and walked over to Irelia to look at her.

"Your sword?" asked Irelia.

Claude nodded and said, "Please give it back to me." ”

Claude's tone was calm, but there seemed to be an irrefutable majesty. This surprised Allen, Lucian, and even Irelia.

"I feel a great alien power from this sword, can you harness it?" said Irelia.

"Please give it back to me. Claude said.

Irelia smiled at the child's toughness, and then handed the Asterus Sword back to the little boy in front of her, who looked a little thin. She looked at it for a moment, then turned to leave.

Two boys of the same age, one nearly lost to the sword, and the other unharmed? Indeed, Claude didn't seem to be anything outstanding, and the blade of the Ancient Elves' craftsmanship was more evil than the solitary elegance of the elves.

As she left, Irelia seemed to pause slightly, but her movements were so subtle that she couldn't tell them apart.

Alan and Lucian stared blankly at the child in front of them, their surprise overflowing, until Irelia's back disappeared from view and they remembered to stand up.

"Isn't this the Guardian of the Blades, Irelia?" Alan wondered, "but it's you, Lucian, what happened to you?"

"Uh...... What happened to me?" Lucian looked dazed.

"Your eyes are red when you look at this sword, and you almost pull it out, and neither of us can hold you at that time. Claude said horrified.

Lucian shook his head, thought for a moment, scratched the back of his head, and finally shook his head: "I...... I can't remember ......."

Claude and Alan looked at each other, their eyes full of incredulity. At this moment, the long sword, which was still quiet in Claude's hand, added a bit of mystery.

Alan recalled the fleeting red light from earlier, and wanted to speak, but after a moment of thought, he still kept his mouth shut.

"No wonder Evelyn wouldn't let anyone touch it. What is it in this that there is such power?"

Alan said to himself in his heart.

Alan recalls the paradoxical feeling at the time, and the connection to what happened to Lucian was terrifying.