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Sitting on the negative floor, it is naturally difficult to see the sky outside, but at this time, it is actually the time when the lights are shining and the night is deep.

In the past few days, a series of small magic circles have been dissociated from the large array one after another, turning into esoteric arcane runes, such as flying fire, like meteors, drawing a brilliant trajectory, attached to the long sword in the center of the large array, infiltrating into it and finally disappearing.

Frank and Tiago witnessed this magical and magnificent process, and understood that this was probably an extremely advanced method of enchantment, but they could not understand it, they did not understand it, and they only worshipped it.

Now, the two of them were sitting on all fours in a corner of the studio, and they finally got their wish to enter the place just a stone's throw away from the circle, although they were so exhausted that they didn't even have the strength to lift their hands and roll their eyelids, and they didn't want to move.

It's all for the human battery, thinking about the madness of the last day and a half, the two of them have palpitations.

It's like a sugar cane that is sent to a sugar mill, so full and juicy when you go in, and when you come out, it's a pile of shriveled and crumpled bagasse that is almost like dead grass. No, the two of them were even more miserable than sugar cane! After all, sugar cane could escape the doom as long as it was squeezed once and turned into bagasse, but they had to add oil and squeeze it repeatedly, and they couldn't remember how many times they had drunk the recovery potion and then walked into the damn gathering circle again, and they couldn't even remember what kind of unpleasant taste those recovery potions were, because they drank too much and their taste was numb......

"I don't know how we survived," Thiago suddenly sighed, "the body has been hollowed out repeatedly, the spirit has been tormented, and the ascetic practice of the legendary ascetics is no different, right?"

"Come on, don't be pretentious!" Frank didn't have a trace of expression on his face, he didn't even roll his eyes, he was too tired to turn around, "Compared to that honorable lady, what is our little hard work?"

"It's also ......"

"Just lose weight! You're not looking good anyway!"

"Well, that's fine, I think I've lost about 20% of my body weight in the past few days......"

"But still so fat, like a pig, stupid pig!"

"Hey, we're going to fight, aren't we?—Forget it, we can't even lift our hands now......"

"Yes, I'm tired, but I'm so excited!"

"Huh?"

Frank looked at the huge circle in the middle of the studio, at the long sword that had been formed suspended in it, at the beautiful figure below that was obviously very tired but still struggling to persevere, and his eyes lit up: "It's right in front of you! We, at last, have become part of this great miracle that is about to be realized!"

"Uh, heh!" Thiago couldn't help but get excited, "That's right! That's it! We are witnesses, but also participants, we are part of the miracle!

"You're really slow......

"Who thinks about this all the time like you!"

After a pause, Frank continued, "An unprecedented forging method! Five days is a very short time! I even think these can be regarded as two miracles!"

"Can this be broken? Please! Make a face! How can anyone put gold on their faces like this?"

"Why can't you break it apart? It's extremely difficult in both ways! Forget it, I won't fight with you, huh!"

"You ......"

"Okay~!Two little guys!, get up!" At this time, Derotan and Ives walked into the workshop together, and before anyone arrived, the voice came first, and it was Derotan's loud voice, "Your recovery potion! Drink it, replenish some strength, and then go eat some food!"

"Hey~~!It's a recovery potion again!Hey, at least change the variety, right?" Thiago exclaimed with a bitter face, "I'm really fed up with this Nondi Wave Powerful Recovery Potion! I already feel the strong protest from my body! I start to regurgitate when I see it!"

Droz rolled his eyes frankly: "Love or not!"

And Frank has reached out to take a bottle, unscrewed the lid and took a sip, this thing is yellow, orange and orange, it looks like a tropical juice, but it tastes tasteless, and there will be a faint bitter taste in the mouth after drinking too much, so almost as soon as he enters Frank frowned, and he swallowed it reluctantly, but the effect of the medicine is fast and outstanding, and immediately Frank felt that he at least had the strength to stand up again.

"Tsk! this thing always works!, how did the pharmacists of Nondibo manage to eliminate its resistance?" Frank spat again, half in surprise and half in admiration.

"It's just too bad to drink!" Tiago also stood up, and in the reality of "love or not", he could only compromise obediently.

Frank didn't bother to pay attention to him, breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head, and asked the two Derotans: "That Mrs. ...... Enigma, has you encountered any obstacles?" I have seen the implementation records you have left, and according to the established progress, it should be close to completion at this time, but you see, Madame Enigma is still working tirelessly, and I can't see the appearance of being done...... Is something wrong?"

Mrs. "Enigma" is the name of Catherine, who has changed her face and concealed her identity, and her identity is a mystery, she is Mrs. "Enigma", which is a private title, but she accidentally blurted it out when communicating in person, but Catherine did not object, so they called away.

"Heh, you can see that, too?" Drotan grinned as he stroked his beard, "Kai, ahem, your 'mystery' lady, nine out of nine are adding some unplanned enchantments to this sword!"

"Ah, could something go wrong?" asked Frank immediately.

"What's wrong, what's wrong!" Derotan waved his hand and gave Frank a reassuring look, "In this final stage, she is completely out of the implementation plan we set for her, by her heart, she can come how she likes, add whatever she wants, and fiddle with whatever she wants, and if there is a problem, it will be out of the way!"

"Huh?" Frank thought he had misheard.

"Don't be careful that she will break the sword, her understanding and control of the arcane is far more than one level higher than you and me, and any changes she makes to the sword will only make the sword stronger!and......" Drotan pouted, "she will only make this sword stronger!"

"How does that sound weird?" Frank scratched his head.

"You don't care about her! Anyway, this sword is almost finished! It's just a little bit of an insignificant finish! Even if it is forced to be interrupted by an accident now, it will not affect the performance and use of this sword -- at most, it will take a little more effort to repair that little flaw in the future! You kid will have less to worry about this!"

"But I'm not just worried about the sword, I'm even more worried about Madame Mystery! You see, she's more than tired now! she's burning out, crumbling, and going to fall down at any moment......"

"What's the use of worrying, I can't care!" Derotan flares up in Frank's unexpected irritability, "That is a madman! Madman! Do you know? The high-level restorations you brought from Timofan, except for a small amount into her stomach, were all used by her as enchantment materials for that sword! It's so crazy! It's so paranoid! I can't persuade you! You kid is still worried about her? Save it!

Frank and Thiago looked at each other, stunned.

Ives drifted away: "At least we should be prepared for her to fall......"

Derotan rolled his eyes: "Let her fall more comfortably?"

Smiling and joking, Tiago said to the other two, "This...... Hey, Mrs. "Mystery" is really a noble and admirable figure! With such dedication to every commission, this extreme professionalism, tsk, every one of her clients should laugh off her big teeth, right?

Derotan rolled his eyes again: "You know a hairy, noble, dedicated, great, phew, that's willful, it's crazy, she's so hard, all for her man!"

......

......

What was Catherine doing? What was the condition of the sword? What was her condition?

It's all good, except that it's really tired.

In fact, according to the established design, the sword is actually completely completed, including what Drotan called "the last insignificant finish". Catherine used her unique method to complete everything that was set up quickly and well, so now, of course, she was doing some unplanned "little actions" willfully.

She's carving.

Carve something on the sword that is dispensable in the eyes of others, but is essential to her. It was a dark pattern, a pattern with beautiful shapes and delicate details. The core is two letters, Gothic, gorgeous and magnificent, shining with a heterochromatic romance, delicately arranged, intertwined, you have me, I have you, like lingering lovers, and most importantly, these two letters, one is the initial word of Saphius, the other is the initial letter of Catherine. In addition, another stem and leaf conceals the letter from the bottom to the top, and then winds out from the top, winding out a delicate thin leaf, which hangs down to the left of the letter. And hidden in the texture of the stems and leaves is a simple long sword, and above the long sword, the sword grid is a small six-pointed star symbolizing the arcane.

The implications are self-explanatory.

The affection is lingering, and it is the most intoxicating.

Then, in addition to the strong symbolism, this seal also has a substantial function, which Catherine is not prepared to tell anyone, including the owner of the sword, with which she wants to create some unexpected little surprises, little romances.

The position of the mark is above the sword, the inscription, a shallow layer, looming, almost imperceptible, carving such a mark will not be more difficult than any enchantment array, but Catherine is more attentive to it than any enchantment, although the body is so tired at the moment, but the spirit is stronger than ever.

Finally, with the carving of the last stroke, the entire seal was completed, and immediately, on top of the huge magic circle outside, a small magic circle dissociated and fell off, instantly transforming into a bright rune, drawing an arc, dragging towards the long sword, and accurately landing on the mark. This time, the runes did not penetrate the body of the sword, but melted into energy, soaked in it, and filled the entire imprint like ink, and the ghostly light was full of light, and then it disappeared again, along with the entire imprint.

"That's it!"

The lips are hooked, and the smile emerges, but it is brighter and more intoxicating than any warm smile.

Smack~! snapped his fingers.

The long sword that was steadily levitating fell in response, and slowly, fell into Catherine's hand. And the whole array was also broken and dissociated piece by piece, some scattered into scattered starlight, some like wisps of light curtains, and some turned into light smoke like substance, pouring into her body like a stream of water, the scene was gorgeous and dreamy.

The start was a little heavy, and Catherine, who was not a warrior, was a little uncomfortable with the weight of this long sword made of astral meteorite. She didn't scrutinize the shape of the sword - she'd seen enough of it in the past few days!—but flipped the hilt, found the side of the lattice, and pressed it hard.

With a flash of darkness, the longsword was deformed, almost instantaneously. When it reappeared, it had become a cross, beautiful and unique, but it was not a "Oriental-style" cross modified by Avis, but another style designed by Catherine herself, permeated with a strong personal aesthetic, with a dark light floating throughout, and a gorgeous dark gold trim outlined at the edge - the same style as Catherine's own exclusive robes.

I looked at it again and again, repeatedly rubbing the mark in the middle of the cross that could only be faintly seen at a certain angle, and the smile on the corner of my mouth became brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, the sky swirled, and the eyes began to blur.

"Okay, I can finally get a good night's sleep......

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At the same time, Ye Guyun's study.

Ye Guyun was busy at his desk, he was writing a plan, and it would be right away.

Putting down the pen, blowing dry the ink, and taking out an envelope from the drawer next to it, addressed to Roddick. This was another deception of him, for he had been fooled by a painting cake during the day, so that he could not find the north. Coupled with this plan, he probably won't even be able to find Nan.

However, if all the matters in this plan can be fully implemented, then the fool is no longer a fool, but a big business, a big business with a lot of money.

After this is done, you have to work for yourself, and no matter what, you have to make some final preparations for tomorrow.

It's nothing special, it's just to organize your gear. Ye Guyun doesn't have much equipment, or rather, it's surprisingly little. A space ring, newly equipped by Rochi, according to the requirements, there are dozens or hundreds of long swords stored inside, yes, he is ready to use quantity to make up for quality, using this stupid way to deal with Ferreira's artifact, maybe the chance of success is not great, but he still wants to try. In addition, there is a tactical belt with seven pikes, three earthen grenades, and a simple ignition.

Seeing these three earthen grenades, Ye Guyun couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly: Perhaps, tomorrow's winner and loser will lie on them? As a swordsman, he has to rely on the benefits of utensils, it is really ......

All gear, that's all.

Finally, there are the costumes. Hanging in front of Ye Guyun's eyes were two outfits, one was a new set of clothes recently made by the girls, which was his usual outfit after coming to this world, black coat, black pants, dark top, his own style, and fame;

One represents the present, and the other represents the past......

Which set to choose?