The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

Just as King Isnia IX was about to reorganize the empire, he was attacked by demon apostles.

No sooner had the Rafna family been subdued by Edel than traces of demons appeared within their territory.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

The nobles needed a good knife that they could use at any time and that they could discard at any time.

There is no one more suitable than the demon race.

“The Lafner family has a deep-seated blood feud with the demons, and the demons also consider them a thorn in their side. Neither side will be willing to compromise,” Jessica added. “But since they’ve decided to take action against the Lafner family, why have they waited until now?”

“I guess it’s Ademura’s doing,” Viner speculated. “Ademura herself has the ability to restrain demons, and she once killed a Frostfire Demon in a direct confrontation.”

"The aura it exudes alone is enough to intimidate those weaker demons."

"But in time, they will eventually discover that Adramura is nothing more than a sword without an owner."

Jessica doesn't think the situation is worth being optimistic about.

"That's easy, just replace it with one that already has an owner."

Wiener seemed confident.

Chapter 410 The civet cat exchanges for the prince

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The cold wind raged in the night sky, relentlessly lashing against the bay window.

The temperature in Xuelu Valley plummeted at night, and the chill was biting.

Felix, who should have been enjoying the warmth of the fireplace in his room, was instead in the courtyard of the mansion.

"If you knew we were going to climb, why did you stop me when we came this afternoon?"

Felix muttered something, then put Amra, sword and scabbard together, in his mouth and began to climb the statue that belonged to Rufry.

This should have been a rather eye-catching move, but in the quiet night, it seemed to have been overlooked by everyone.

Inside a guest room on the second floor, Vena was blessing Felix with the power of the Mirror Flower Water Moon through the window.

His plan was simple: since Adramra couldn't hold out for long, he would let Amra take over.

Amra's existence was known to only a very small number of people.

There is no one who can distinguish the subtle differences between these two swords with the naked eye.

Using this trick of substituting the prince for the raccoon, we can continue to intimidate those restless demons, and also take this opportunity to find out from Admira what happened during this period.

Felix steadied himself, holding the scabbard and sword in each hand, and slowly approached Ademra.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt. It'll be over in a second."

Felix gently comforted him.

He wasn't sure if Ademra could hear him either, so it was just a psychological comfort.

Immediately afterward, Felix swiftly sheathed Ademura and pulled the sword from the statue before it could react.

Then, he cleanly and efficiently put Amra back in the same spot where Adramura had been.

The entire movement was performed smoothly and seamlessly.

Felix gripped his sword tightly, his gaze fixed firmly on the second-floor window.

The blades of the Demon Blade Thousand Blades instantly converged in mid-air to form a footrest, which was placed under Felix's feet.

He gracefully rose and fell a few times in the air, and then came to a steady stop in front of one of the bay windows.

"Phew—it's so cold, Vena, let me warm myself by the fire."

Felix climbed into the room through the window, exhaling a breath of cold air.

He quickly spun around to shake off the snow, then tossed Admira toward Vina before eagerly running to the fireplace to warm himself.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Vina took Adramura and slowly drew it from its sheath.

Adramura, who was slow to realize what was happening, initially showed some confusion and resistance, but became quiet after recognizing Vina.

"It's been a long time... but it doesn't feel like that long. How have you been lately, Admira?"

"Vina said softly, his fingers gliding lightly over the blade as if caressing an old friend," he said.

This greeting seemed to open Adramura's floodgates, causing her to respond with a tremor of emotion.

Why does it seem so excited?

Felix curiously came closer.

"The insults were indeed quite harsh."

Viner could only respond with a helpless expression.

He patiently stroked Ademra, trying to extract useful information from its outpouring of profanities.

Complaints such as "recognizing a thief as one's father," "each generation is worse than the last," and "the whole family can't find a decent swordsman" kept coming to my ears.

“Even so, aren’t you still protecting them?” Vena suddenly asked.

Ademra fell silent instantly, as if her secret had been revealed.

It flickered slightly, sending a profound message into Wiener's mind.

"...I understand. Please rest for a while."

Vina put Ademra into the ring.

"stare--"

Felix stared intently at Viner.

Even though he has a fireplace in his room, he lingers there, clearly wanting to hear the latest gossip.

"Alright, I'll tell you."

Even Venere couldn't withstand Felix's gaze.

"That's pretty much it."

Felix curled the corners of his mouth, patted the seat next to him, and made a gesture as if he were all ears.

"It all started with how I embezzled Ademura's scabbard."

"So early!"

......

Adramura originally did not have a scabbard.

It was only after Rufrey's death that the kingdom was helpless with this heroic legacy that had developed sentience but had lost its master, so they specially forged a scabbard to seal away this uncontrollable power.

This specially made scabbard can block Adramura from all contact with the outside world, causing it to fall into a slumber and become no different from an ordinary weapon.

It is thanks to this action that Adramra has withstood the relentless erosion of time and survived to this day.

But this does not mean that Adramra would be grateful for the seal.

For any weapon that has ever awakened its intelligence, this feeling of being bound and dormant is a painful torment.

Rather than waiting aimlessly, it's better to have a spectacular end.

It knew that this would accelerate its wear and tear, but it still refused to be sheathed, just to keep some options for itself.

Adramra had hoped to find a swordsman among Rufry's descendants worthy of carrying on his legacy, even if he had to lower his standards, at least to ensure that Rufry's swordsmanship would be carried on.

Unexpectedly, swordsmanship had already been phased out in the Lafner family.

Today, the Lafner family emphasizes skill in archery and horsemanship, and the unity of man and weapon.

Compared to the swordsmanship of the Sword Saint, which was never passed down, the spear technique, which had been improved and optimized by three generations of spear saints, was more sought after by the clansmen.

On her very first day at Lafner's house, Ademra already missed Viña, her mouth double.

If it were just about abandoning the sword to learn the spear, that would be fine. But after so many years, Admira would be more than satisfied to see Rufry's descendants still thriving.

What it found most unbearable was that it saw Kelda's statue being placed openly next to Rufry.

In a fit of rage, Ademura smashed Kelda's dog head with a single blow, then impaled herself on Rufry's statue.

As long as it exists, the statue of Kelda will not be allowed to be erected again.

Shortly after shattering the statue, Ademura sensed a familiar demonic aura.

......

“The aura that Admira finds familiar… could it be the Frostfire Demon?” Felix couldn’t help but wonder.

"It's close, but the Frostfire Demon was killed by the hero after it was sealed. What Ademura sensed was probably the apostle left behind by the Frostfire Demon."

“It turns out it was just an apostle…” Felix’s tone revealed a hint of disappointment. “I thought I could avenge Admira.”

"Why did you suddenly decide to avenge it?" Vena asked curiously. "Don't underestimate the Demon Apostles. Given the right environment, even an eighth-tier Emblem Master might not be able to easily defeat them."

Rufry was able to defeat the Frostfire Demon because he was able to outmaneuver the Frostfire Demon in his most prized ability, turning the Frostfire Demon's hard-earned home ground into his own.

"I just wanted to do it a favor. With this favor, let's see if it dares to give me attitude again," Felix said smugly.

"Then I'll ask its opinion."

Seeing Felix's enthusiasm, Vena couldn't bear to dampen his spirits, so she gently stroked the ring and summoned Admira from it.

After a brief exchange, Admira floated leisurely to Felix, touched his cheek with the cold blade of her sword, and then quickly retreated back into her ring.

“It says it’s prepaid,” Wiener laughed.

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Chapter 411 Seeking Accomplices

On one side, there are late-night storytelling sessions among boys, and on the other side, there are life discussions among best friends.

"Jessica?"

Anna called out softly.

Seeing that there was no response, Anna carefully lifted the quilt, got out of bed barefoot, and walked towards the door with her shoes in hand.

Her movements were as light as a thief's, as if she were afraid of disturbing something.

Just as she gently placed her hand on the doorknob, a faint voice sounded.

"Where do you want to go?"

I knew you were still awake.

Anna didn't seem surprised and sat back down on Jessica's bedside.

Jessica also sat up in bed.

The two did not light any lamps, but gazed at each other by the faint moonlight.

"So what are you going to do if I fall asleep?"

"Hmm... Shall we go sit next door for a bit?"

Anna wasn't sure what would happen after she went there; rather, she hoped something would happen.

Jessica glanced at Anna with a hint of disdain and muttered, "Shameless."

If it's just normal conversation between friends, she won't, and has no right to, stop it.

But staying up so late at night, wearing almost nothing but pajamas, and going alone to a young man's room—it didn't seem like she was doing anything proper.

"Oh? Then tell me, how are you shameless?"

Anna did not back down. Instead, she pressed all four of her limbs onto the bed and slowly crawled toward Jessica.

Jessica, who is usually the dominant one, seemed somewhat evasive this time.

"You're wearing such revealing clothes, and you still have the nerve to ask me?"

As Jessica was being relentlessly approached, her tone unconsciously rose a few notches.