In the early morning, the village of Eagle Point was restored to its original state.

The sun still rises as usual, and the verdant forest exudes a natural direction. The streets are filled with the smell of moist earth, and people are laughing and laughing as they used to live.

It was as if the anomaly at dusk last night was nothing more than an illusion.

And Haina led the griffon, Sherlock, and Ivus down the forest path.

- I have a griffin that I have in mind, but I don't ride it. It's a careful care to lead the way. One can't help but wonder what she is doing with this griffin.

If it weren't for Liz the Griffon, who took the initiative to carry her luggage, even Evas's luggage would have to be carried by Hayna.

"What did you do last night?"

Haina looked at Lily with some suspicion, and then at Evas.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she always felt that Ivus's face had become a little pale, and Lily had a vibrant life.

She had some speculations that were not easy to say.

But considering that it seemed that the werewolf was with Ivas and the others last night, I felt that my speculation seemed a little too outrageous.

"It's just a night away."

Aihuas replied calmly: "They are all third-level transcendents, and it's okay if you don't sleep for a few days." ”

"It also depends on the specific path."

Sherlock Jr. added, "I'm still going to have a headache after staying up late, but maybe the pastor doesn't have that problem." ”

They were planning to send Ivas and Lily out of Cape Eagle's Head Village.

Yes, only for Ivas and Lily.

Because Sherlock was going to stay for another month—he was going to entrust Hayna's father, the Hammer Master, with a custom staff for himself. Havena would come back with Sherlock after that, and it would be fine for her griffon to carry an extra Sherlock.

Although having a blacksmith forge a staff, it sounds a bit like a joke. But that's why Sherlock had to stay personally.

He needs to assist the Hammer in completing the spell inscription of the circle and completing the mana charge.

A qualified staff must have a core made of a special material that increases the channeling efficiency of a spell of a special attribute - that is, the cast speed of the corresponding stat.

It should also be carved on the inside or outside or somewhere in the corner, so that some simple spells can be stored in it and directly activated at a certain time, and released directly without consuming mana and chanting.

If that's all there is to it, then Sherlock can just buy a handful. While staffs are expensive and scarce, they are not absent on the black market.

But Haina said that Sherlock's request was too complicated—that the staff to his heart could only be custom-made from the Hammer Master and could not be purchased anywhere else.

Ivus inquired curiously about Sherlock's request for the staff. As a result, the more you listen to it, the more subtle the expression becomes.

Sherlock considered the possibility of his current and future body size changing, so he asked the staff to be retractable and easy to hold.

- So far, this part is a relatively reasonable request.

But Sherlock was also careful to consider the need for concealment - staff are weapons after all, and if the shape is too exaggerated, it is easy to get nervous walking down the street. It is also easy to be wary of and targeted.

So Sherlock also asked for this staff, which needs to be unrecognizable to the naked eye by ordinary people. Coupled with Sherlock's occasional need to go out into the wild, he needed to make the staff still useful as a walking staff.

And then he was also good at swordsmanship and staff skills, so he needed it to be able to at least be able to whip others easily, so it had to be strong enough. If you can, it's a good idea to stuff a Pocket Pistol in it as an alternative when it's inconvenient to cast spells, even if it's just one bullet.

“…… You're asking for a lot. Ivas complained.

- What kind of devil is this?

Ivas was about to sweat for the Magnetic Hammer Master when he heard this: "Didn't you notice that many of your requests were conflicting?" You use your staff as a slinger, aren't you afraid of breaking the core of your staff? ”

Sherlock was unimpressed: "If it's really inconvenient, then let the Hammer Master remove the unreasonable demands from it." As an orderer, it's better for me to be clear about all my needs – it's better to do it halfway than to do it all and then make last-minute requests. ”

"That's right."

Haina on the side agreed: "Anyway, my father is already thinking about a plan." As we were leaving, I saw him go to the workbench with a drink - he usually doesn't drink when he draws drawings, and drinking alcohol means that he has some special idea in mind. ”

It's okay, it seems that Party B doesn't have any opinions. Then I, an outsider, won't say anything.

Haina and Sherlock dropped Ivas off at the train station and put Ivas and Lily on the train.

The ticket that Aihuas bought, it was naturally first class. They have a separate room for privacy, and even have two single beds, a couch and two single sofas. Ivas was lazily lying on the bed, while Lily sat on the edge of the bed and peeled apples for Evas.

Lily's shadow trembled slightly, and then flowed into Ivus's shadow.

"My dear."

Miss Assassin's honey-like voice came from the bottom of Ivus's heart, "Are you just wasting your blood? ”

"Is this a waste?"

Ivus chuckled and played with the necklace he wore on his chest, "And, remember to call me master." My loyal hound. ”

It was Isolde's Tears that Isabel had lent to Ehuas. She was worried that Ivus would be in danger during this journey, so she lent it to Ivus.

Of course, it is said to be borrowed...... But Ivas always felt that Isabel wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to give it to herself.

On the one hand, it is it that protects Isabel through every dark night, through every day when she will die suddenly at any moment, and is full of unknown fear. Evas helped her solve the curse, and she didn't need it anymore. On the contrary, when I look at it every day, I will recall that childhood was not bright.

On the other hand, she also wanted to give the necklace that carried her heavy past to Ewass. With the help of Ewass, she overcame her past self and became stronger, and it was proof of this—so she gave the chain to Eivus, not without the cute idea of "handing in her homework" to show off.

Do you want to give it back to her? Or would it be better to give her a gift in return......

Ivus thought to himself.

"This is what you have made with me, my dear master."

And the Shadow Fiend's displeasure was about to overflow: "Now that you can use the shepherding method again, every drop of blood is so precious. Why feed it to werewolves? She's not a phantom, and she won't be stronger because of it. ”

"Don't worry, it's just blood."

Ivus said lightly, "It doesn't contain any mana...... If you want, I'll give it to you now. ”

He said, patting Lily on the back.

Lily understood and stepped out of the bed's way.

She struck matches and lit the large new candle at the head of the bed—the first-class cabin had even thought of what the priest might want to worship the celebrant with, and prepared ritual supplies in various places to facilitate worship.

Ivas stretched out his left hand and gently pinched the candle flame as if he were playing with jewelry. The flames were pinched up by Eivus, and the vitality poured out of it like cracked grapes, pouring into Eivus's body.

"—or do you want something hot?"

Ivas chuckled, "I just held a fire ritual, and the blood in my body is boiling hot." ”

"If I can order food, I'd like something cold."

The Shadow Demon turned into a slender black snake that circled and twisted around Eivus's waist, while the snake's head stopped at Ehuath's neck, licking Ehuas's neck and muttering in a low voice.

Evath pushed it away, reaching out and pressing the snake's head back into the pool of shadows thrown beneath Lily.

Soon, the black snake swam back and was pushed back by Ehuath.

"Nope."

Like a dog, Ivas made a firm refusal: "I won't give it to you, you can't ask for it." What I give you is yours. ”

Looking at the chaotic mass of shadow demons rolling around in his hands, Ivas finally couldn't hold back and smiled: "But this little request, I can still meet you." ”

He got up from his bed and walked to the bathroom.

When she came back again, it was number 14.

The shadow beneath Lily turns into a coveted pitch-black hound, swirling around Number 14.

"I know, you want to drink this."

Number 14 chuckled, and that small, immature smile had a certain magical atmosphere: "Let's become Bayard first, my pet." ”

Soon, the pitch-black hound took on the form of Miss Bayard.

She couldn't wait to hug No. 14 from behind and fell to her knees. It's like praying for something.

Lily handed over the silver ritual knife from the side.

But the girl refused it.

The 14th leaned into Bayard's ear and whispered, "I'll give you something fresh this time." ”

As she spoke, she opened her mouth and bit her wrist, her fangs poking a hole in her wrist. Blood trickled down his fingertips.

She kissed Bayard lightly, causing her to lick the blood out of her mouth. But there was no shepherding light, just sweet blood.

As the Shadow Fiend anxiously stared at the blood on Ivus's fingertips, Number 14 chuckled, "Turn back into a dog." ”

She spread out her right hand, blood accumulating in her palm as a small pool. It shimmered with a bright red but sacred glow, attracting the Shadow Demon's gaze like a bewitching magic pool.

She leaned her hand over and let the dark and loyal Shadow Hound lick her palm.

She murmured in a low voice, but her young face shone like that of a virgin: "Enjoy, puppy." This is my flesh and blood, my life.

"This is my kindness to you."

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