The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

Wiener took off his hospital gown, changed into his own clothes, and finally stuffed the badge left by Adele into his pocket.

Looking at the time, the afternoon classes had already started, and there was no point in going halfway through, so Viner went straight back to her dormitory.

After messaging Lisette to inform her of her discharge from the hospital, Venus clicked on Felix's name and stared blankly for a long time.

After editing and deleting the content several times, Wiener simply tossed the student card onto the table and gave the workshop a thorough cleaning, something she hadn't done in a long time.

Two hours later, Venere came out of the bathroom after drying her hair.

He found himself standing in front of Felix's bedroom door, almost as if possessed.

Wiener turned the doorknob and found it unlocked; the next moment, he was inside.

The sword, which had been neatly placed on the table day and night, was secretly taken back by Felix at some unknown time. There were also several large wardrobes and a small bed.

That was everything in Felix's room.

As Wiener picked up the Day and Night bottles and examined the openings, he suddenly heard the sound of a door opening behind him.

"Vina! When did you get back?" Felix asked in surprise. "By the way, what were you doing in my room?"

“Let’s talk,” Viner said, putting down the blades in her hand.

“...You seem a bit off today, Venus.” Felix vaguely sensed something was wrong.

"Yes, there are some things I think you should know."

Felix took two cushions out of the cabinet and gave one to Viña.

“Go ahead and say it; I’m ready,” Felix said, sitting upright.

"Actually... I am your father."

"I think you're planning to let me inherit your estate right away."

Felix immediately showed Viner his fist, which was about the size of a fist.

"I'll give you one more chance to reformulate your language."

“Alright.” Viner realized that her statement was not quite accurate. “Felix, you are actually a swordsman.”

"You're swearing."

"I didn't curse."

“Then you’re a scumbag too,” Felix retorted.

“I’m telling the truth.” Vena rubbed his head. “Tilisa told me everything about you. I thought about it and decided not to hide it from you.”

"Master? What did she say?" Felix asked hurriedly.

"That goes back a long time."

"There was once a blacksmith in the countryside who, for various reasons, could not leave the village and could only stay in the blacksmith shop and silently forge iron."

"The blacksmith's skills are getting better and better, and the weapons he forges are becoming more and more excellent, but his desire to go out into the world has not diminished at all."

He thought that if he couldn't leave on his own, he would let the weapons he forged go out in his place.

"In order to create a weapon that represents himself, the young blacksmith put in a lot of effort and, after countless failures, finally forged a work that satisfied him."

"But precisely because of this pursuit of perfection, none of the customers who came to the blacksmith's shop were able to use this new weapon."

"No one would want a weapon they can't use, let alone carry such a weapon on the road."

The little blacksmith was heartbroken. His masterpiece was left to languish on a shelf.

"After a long time, a heavily wounded Herald came to the village."

"The little blacksmith became her savior."

"The herald wanted to repay the little blacksmith, so he asked him what his wish was."

"The little blacksmith said he wanted to leave the village."

"The Herald granted the little blacksmith's request."

Chapter 252 Sword Control

"And then this herald took the little blacksmith out of the village?"

"No, the herald only took the little blacksmith's sword."

"What happens next?"

"Gone."

“Vina, has anyone ever told you that you really can’t tell a story at all?” Felix said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Wiener shrugged and spread his hands, saying, "There's nothing I can do about it. I'm just a blacksmith; storytelling isn't my job."

“Okay, you’re the blacksmith in the story, and the Herald is the master, so what about me?” Felix counted on his fingers. “Didn’t you say that the master told you everything about me? How come I’m not even mentioned in the story?”

“You were the one who was taken away,” Viner replied.

"It wasn't—" Felix finally realized.

“If you don’t believe me, I can go with you to find Tilisa to verify it,” Vena added. “Tilisa told me personally that you were transformed from a sword after they defeated the Sword Demon.”

This also explains why Felix's memories of the past are hazy.

At that time, Felix was just a weapon without intelligence, so it was already quite remarkable that he had a vague memory.

"You're really not lying to me?"

The fact that Felix could say this shows that he had begun to believe the story told by Wiener.

“Unless Tilissa is lying to me, this is the truth,” Venere confessed.

“Master would never lie,” Felix immediately defended.

"You'd rather believe Tilissa than me, wouldn't you?"

Viner almost laughed at Felix's antics.

"If you don't believe me, I have a way to verify it."

“Vina, you speak.”

“Give me your hand.” Vena extended her left hand toward Felix.

"Like this?" Felix followed suit and extended his hand.

"The other one."

Wiener rolled her eyes at Felix, annoyed.

"Oh!" Felix quickly switched hands and solemnly grasped Venus's left hand.

"If you feel unwell, be sure to tell me immediately," Wiener instructed.

"Okay," Felix nodded in agreement.

"Row."

Wiener focused all his attention on the Gundoraf on the back of his left hand.

A few seconds later, nothing happened.

Just as Felix was about to say something, Gondoraf seemed to suddenly wake up and burst into a dazzling light.

The light flowed down Vena's arm, instantly enveloping Felix completely.

The next moment, a clear sword-shaped mark appeared on Felix's forehead, shimmering with a faint glow.

A special power was passing between the two of them.

This is not just an exchange of magic essence, but more like a resonance and fusion deep within the soul.

"Ooooooh!"

Felix stared wide-eyed at his hair being gently lifted by an invisible force and couldn't help but cheer.

"What's wrong!?"

Wiener quickly shook off his left hand, thinking that something had happened to Felix.

“Look at my hair standing on end!” Felix boasted.

“You really are…” Viner could only shake her head helplessly.

Perhaps this is Felix.

"I suggest you look in the mirror and see what you look like."

"I don't have anything on my face, why would I need to look in the mirror?" Felix glanced at the edge of the table. "Hmm?"

The occasional, unintentional reflection of light from the blade made Felix notice the unusual appearance on his forehead, and he quickly got up and ran to the wardrobe.

On the back of the cabinet door is a full-length mirror.

Felix practically pressed his face against the mirror, staring intently at the new marks on his forehead.

"Vina! You...you...what did you do to me?"

Felix finally couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, even stammering.

"Gandorav has another effect besides allowing me to master all types of weapons."

Wiener showed Felix the markings on the back of his hand, “That is the true power that unleashes the weapon.”

"The fact that Gondorav is now effective against you means..."

"I believe you! First, tell me how to get rid of this mark on my forehead. I can't go out with this mark on my forehead from now on, can I?"

Felix rubbed it with his hand for a long time, but the mark seemed to shine as if it were engraved on his forehead.

“Normally, the effect should be canceled after you release it. Can you feel if anything about you has changed?” Wiener asked.

"Isn't a tattoo on your forehead obvious enough?!" Felix glared at Venus.

"It shouldn't be that simple. Why don't you try it with a sword?"

Wiener realized that he could only activate Gondorav when he touched a weapon.

"If it doesn't work, I'll definitely not let you off the hook."

With that, Felix walked toward the Day and Night books on the table.

But before he could get close, the mark on his forehead flickered first.

Then, day and night, it spontaneously took to the air and transformed into a streak of light, flying toward Felix.

"Wow."

Felix looked at the twin swords surrounding him, moving at his will, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"So it's sword-riding?" Viner sighed inwardly.

Although it looks somewhat similar to the Mage's Hand, its speed and agility far surpass it.

This means that Felix now has another ranged attack option after the Sharpshooter.

The difference is that one only works when wielding the divine spear, while the other is not limited to that.

"Try to see if you can drive other things."

"No, it seems I can only resonate with the sword."

With a thought, Felix skillfully drew several arcs in the air day and night, then split into two sides, engaging in a battle of wits with his left and right hands.

"That's pretty good too."

If Felix learns any sword techniques, Wiener will always find a way to copy them.

This one sword-wielding technique was something Vena could only envy.

After all, the prerequisite for activating Gondorav is having a weapon in hand.

"How long can you keep this up?" Wiener asked curiously.

“Hmm…” Felix pondered for a moment, his fingers gently stroking his chin, as if carefully assessing his limits.

Day and night, it seemed to know that its master was pondering a problem, and quietly floated aside.

"If it's these two games, an hour or two shouldn't be a problem."