Kefla was sweating profusely as she felt herself back in the room.
Warmth filled her body again, and fatigue caused her to fall back and sit on the ground.
She breathed heavily, and through her wet fingertips, she gently wiped away the sweat on her forehead that was stuck to the ends of her hair.
One hand was supporting the ground and leaning on the edge of the sofa seat.
She gasped and raised her head, looking at the bright silver magic lamp. He reached up to cover his eyes.
I had just returned to the mansion, and my eyes had not yet recovered from the darkness.
"No, I'm so strong."
"This armor is too shameless."
Kefla said, turning to look at Gwen.
Compared with her, Gwen's condition was much better.
Gwen took off the silver helmet and placed it quietly on the table.
He lowered his head and looked at the armor on his body, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
Although she was sweating, she was not so tired that she collapsed to the ground like Kefla.
Kefla also looked at the snow mastiff armor and curled her lips.
This armor is really incredible.
She had just sparred with Gwen for a long time in the wind and snow, and she could clearly feel it.
That is, there are no flaws.
Gwen, who was completely covered in armor, was like an exquisite fighting machine.
Although she was in an extreme environment like a cold snow storm, Gwen seemed not to be affected by it at all.
Even a little bit like a fish in water.
Whether it is speed or strength, they are already more than one or two levels stronger than before.
But these are not the biggest headaches for Kefla.
What troubles her the most is the ability to transform into countless types of weapons.
When fighting Gwen, you must always be wary of the pile of weapons that appear around her.
At this moment, he was using a long sword, but the next second Kefla, who was approaching, bypassed the blade.
The other hand hidden in the wind and snow will suddenly throw out a chain hammer covered with sharp silver thorns.
Such an attack reminded Kefla of her father, Angus.
Although Gwen's martial arts skills are definitely not as powerful as Angus's, and cannot reach the level of proficiency in various weapons.
But as a knight, he is equally comfortable using other weapons.
Is this really the effect that a suit of armor can bring?
At this time, a cold voice sounded beside the two people:
"The blessing of the ice element makes this armor stronger when it is in the snow."
Kefla was startled by Victor's sudden appearance.
Gwen also looked over.
Kefla raised her head and asked Victor doubtfully:
"Ah, Victor."
"Where were you just now?"
Victor walked to Gwen's side and responded to Kefla:
"Go take care of some stuff."
After responding, he gently placed his hand on Gwen's shoulder armor.
Then, his fingers lightly crossed.
A stream of blue magic flowed from his fingertips and wrapped around Gwen's armor.
The silver armor immediately began to separate from Gwen's body, disintegrated, and then gradually disappeared in the air.
Feeling a sudden lightness in her body, Gwen was a little unsteady and couldn't help but fall backwards.
Fortunately, Victor had anticipated this and stretched out his arm in time to hold Gwen firmly in his arms, preventing her from falling.
Seeing the actions of the two, Kefla, who was sitting on the ground, rolled her eyes.
It started with these two again.
Kefla looked at them and secretly complained in her heart.
I know, I know, it’s okay to know that you two love each other very much.
Can't you be more low-key?
However, Kefla's voice was destined not to be heard by the two of them.
Instead of restraining himself, Victor casually touched Gwen's thin lining with his broad palm.
Feeling the warmth and moisture from his fingers, he realized that Gwen was also soaked in sweat.
So Victor pinched his fingers gently, and a white magic rose from his fingertips.
Warmth gently wrapped around Gwen's entire body.
The next moment, the sweat on Gwen's body dissipated along with the white magic power, making her dry and fresh.
Then, Victor waved his hand out of thin air.
A soft piece of clothing fell from the air and lightly covered Gwen's body.
Kefla looked at this scene with envy in her eyes.
She was sweating on the side and cast an expectant look at Victor.
Blinking his eyes, he said with a hint of coquettishness:
"Victor, Victor."
"Look at me, sister, do I need one too..."
However, Victor ignored Kefla's coquettishness and continued to say to Gwen:
"You are now the owner of the armor. As long as your thoughts reach it, this armor will possess you..."
Seeing this, Kefla stopped talking, closed her mouth sensibly, and looked at the two of them with interest.
She knew that now was not the time to disturb the unmarried couple.
Victor is teaching Gwen how to use this armor.
The room was filled with silence, with only the slight crackle of the fire and Victor's deep voice echoing.
Victor explained carefully and patiently, while Gwen listened attentively, nodding obediently to express understanding from time to time.
Soon, Victor's voice stopped.
At this time, Kefla finally found an opportunity and quickly asked Victor:
"Why do you know so much?"
She was very curious.
Just like in that field before.
Victor used only one sentence to describe the special features of that snowy land.
However, logically speaking, Victor should have never used this armor.
Hearing Kefla's curious inquiry, Victor slowly raised his head and glanced over slightly.
His eyes were obviously calm, but Kefla always felt a little strange.
Victor's eyes looked like he was looking at a fool.
At this time, Victor's voice also sounded faintly:
"Because I have one at home too."
"Uh...sorry."
General Tisnato, who had also participated in countless wars in the empire, was no weaker than her father Angus.
At that time, Emperor Aubrey even wanted to personally reward Tisnato as a general.
After all, in countless battles large and small, Tisnato can be said to be brave and good at fighting.
Although in the end, Tisnato refused the reward and only wanted a territory.
Even so, the head of the Tisnato family will still be respected by countless people.
When others meet, they should also address him as "General".
It's a pity that the hero died young.
Now that I think about it, Cravenna's family also has a set of armor passed down from his father.
There seems to be no problem.
While Kefla was lost in thought, Victor couldn't help but also fell into some thoughts.
After all, in fact, he really didn't know what the hellfire armor did.
After all, in the game, that thing is just a boss, and it disappears after being defeated.
Only, if that armor has the same restrictions as the snow mastiff armor.
The profession is easy to solve. Victor can train the second deputy profession just by trying it casually.
But because the mage was so easy to use, Victor didn't consider other professions.
The most important thing is the issue of bloodline.
After all, there are various clues indicating that he is most likely not a biological child of the Cravenna family.
But it's useless to think about it now. Only by trying it yourself can you know the result.
And now, after instructing everything, Victor opened his mouth and said to the two of them:
"Then I'll leave first."
"Liya is still waiting for me at home."
Kefla raised her head and waved her hand casually:
"Go back, go back quickly."
"Don't make people wait too long."
Victor nodded, waving one hand in the air, and a blue ripple of magic flashed in the calm space.
The magic power is like a smart swimming fish, drawing an elegant arc from top to bottom in the air.
Under the influence of that magic, a blue magic portal appeared out of thin air.
The center of the portal is like a wavy water film, with layers of ripples appearing.
Just as Victor was about to step into the portal, he seemed to suddenly remember something and turned to Kefla and said:
"Remember to talk to Gwen more."
Kefla disapproved in her heart and responded:
"I know, I know."
Actually?
It's not like she hasn't tried before. Ever since Gwen changed, she has been trying to chat with Gwen every day.
But nowadays, Gwen basically rarely pays attention to her.
After Victor finished all these instructions, he stepped into the portal.
The magic power dissipated, and Victor's figure also disappeared.
Kefla watched Victor disappear, slowly stood up from the ground, and took a long stretch.
She was sticky and needed to take a shower.
After all, other people have mage husbands who can avoid taking a bath with a magic spell, but she doesn't.
She could only take a shower by herself.
well.
Just as she was about to leave, Gwen unexpectedly spoke proactively:
"Where are you going?"
Kefla replied casually:
"bath."
Wait a minute?
Did Gwen just take the initiative to speak?
Kefla was slightly startled when she suddenly reacted.
She widened her eyes, turned around, and looked at Gwen with some surprise.
Gwen put on her clothes and spoke to Kefla again:
"I want to go with you."
Kefla blinked, feeling confused.
It was as if she didn't expect Gwen to take the initiative to talk to her.
And Gwen's words weren't over yet.
"And one more thing……"
"I want to serve as Knight Commander again."
Looking at Gwen, Kefla’s voice trembled a little:
"Gwen, are you...are you asking for my opinion?"
Gwen nodded.
Kefla took a few steps back and leaned on the armrest of the sofa, staring blankly at the carpet.
After a while, she took a deep breath and her eyes gradually softened.
To be honest, when she saw that Gwen had maintained her indifferent look for so long, Kefla no longer had any hope.
As a result, she didn't even think about it.
There will be a day when Gwen can take the initiative to talk to her again.
He even started asking for her opinion.
It was as if the old Gwen was back.
Her lips moved slightly, and her eyes trembled with surprise.
After a long time, Kefla took a deep breath and calmed down her excitement and joy.
"good."
"I'll go help you deal with it tomorrow."
Because this is a request from a loved one.
Of course Kefla would do it for her.
…
Victor stood outside Delin's mansion, looking up at the wind and snow dancing in the sky.
Feel the white mist exhaled from your mouth rising in the cold wind, and then quickly dissipating.
The cold wind blew across his face gently, and Vega on his shoulders also shook his body, and said in a slightly lazy voice:
"So you still made this choice."
"Sometimes I wonder if your family means anything special to you."
Vega yawned on the side:
"Otherwise, if everything is going smoothly, why would you waste all your efforts?"
Victor put his hands in his pockets and responded to Vega as he walked.
"It was never the goddess I was afraid of."
Otherwise, he has countless ways, and he can even get rid of Gwen in advance to avoid this subsequent problem.
but……
Victor stopped and looked back at the warm orange-red light emanating from the Delin mansion.
If Gwen's heart of justice is bound to cause the goddess to descend...
"A Valkyrie with feelings sounds quite challenging."
Crow leaned down, raised his mysterious and dark one eye, and glanced at Victor incomprehensively:
"I don't quite understand where your inexplicable confidence comes from."
"confidence?"
The corners of Victor's mouth raised slightly, and in the windy and snowy night, his smile looked particularly fiery.
There was a deep light that despised everything in his obsidian eyes, as if even the cold wind around him became insignificant in his wanton laughter:
"Because I already have no opponent."
