The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

"Of course I'll ask you," Anna pressed on, seemingly pushing the boundaries between them with every move.

“In the past, you would have teased me, saying, ‘Little Anna is dressed so beautifully, are you trying to seduce your older sister?’ and then you would have started to make your move.”

As she spoke, Anna lifted a corner of the blanket and slipped smoothly into bed.

It added an extra layer of warmth to the already warm bed.

Just when Jessica thought Anna was going to do something outrageous, Anna was surprisingly well-behaved and simply lay quietly beside her.

Jessica hesitated whether to kick her back out of her bed, but ultimately didn't do it.

The VIP bed at the Laughlin family home is incredibly spacious, easily accommodating several more people.

Once Jessica was snuggled into bed, Anna's voice rang out softly, "Hey, Jessica, aren't we best friends forever?"

“Of course,” Jessica answered without hesitation.

"Best friend?"

"That's it."

Jessica hesitated for a moment.

"Or perhaps a competitor?"

What kind of competitive relationship could exist between us?

Jessica immediately retorted.

“You know perfectly well,” Anna gently shook her head. “Haven’t you noticed how much you’ve changed lately?”

"You can make a huge scene like a child over a sword."

No matter how Jessica gave her attitude, Anna withstood the pressure and did not return Senbonzakura.

"They can be sullen the whole way because of a small gift."

The room-temperature magic ring gave Jessica a strange feeling that her beloved toy had been marked by someone else.

"Are you still going to try to deny it now, saying that none of these things have anything to do with Wiener?"

Anna had already determined during her last visit to the hospital that Jessica harbored rather complicated feelings for Vina.

My best friend, whom I've known since childhood, has finally realized that she's starting to be interested in boys her own age.

Even the things she sets her sights on are things she likes.

This shows that both of them have good judgment.

Once she sets her sights on something, she'll find a way to get it.

Even if we can't have it all, we should at least get a share.

Even though she knew the other person was already taken, she still couldn't help but want to make a move. The thrill of it, like stealing a bite, only made Anna happier.

However, facing Lisette as an opponent is indeed extremely difficult, and even Anna is not entirely confident.

She needs an ally.

The thought of turning Jessica from a best friend into an accomplice like myself is exciting.

“Yes, I do have feelings for Vina.” Jessica knew she could no longer hide it, so she simply confessed to Anna, “But he’s already with Listie.”

"The young couple is in love, it's none of anyone else's business."

"Is that so?" Anna smiled knowingly. "Then why do you always go to the Black Eagles' House to assert your dominance when you know that Viner is a member of the Silver Wolf House?"

"Because you're bluffing. You're afraid that Wiener will be snatched away by the other classes."

"On this point, Lisette is far more confident than you. Do you really think she can't see the way others are looking at Venus?"

"that is because--"

There aren't that many reasons.

Anna reached out and pressed her hand against Jessica's cherry lips, stopping her from saying anything more.

"If soft methods don't work, try hard methods; if open methods don't work, resort to stealing."

"Even if Vena and Lisette take the step of making a vow to each other, I do not intend to give up."

"Are you planning to steal the bride?"

Jessica said irritably.

"No, I can prepare to become a mistress."

"..."

Anna's shocking statement left Jessica speechless.

Seeing that Jessica could also make that face, Anna finally couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Don't worry, things haven't gotten to that point yet."

She suppressed her smile and looked at Jessica seriously. "I just want Lisette to know that Venus doesn't belong to her alone."

She can accept that Lisette has the right to share the cake, but she won't let her have it all to herself.

"Don't get me involved."

Jessica turned away, somewhat unable to meet Anna's gaze.

He was afraid that she would see through his wavering.

“That works too,” Anna licked her lips gently, slipped out of the warm bed, and headed towards the door again. “Then I’ll go and taste the cake first.”

"Don't even think about it!"

Jessica finally couldn't hold back any longer. She flung her hand, and the thick quilt seemed to come alive, soaring into the air.

The quilt, drawn by an invisible force, quickly wrapped around Anna's body, binding her tightly.

At this moment, Anna was wrapped up like a caterpillar, unable to break free.

"As Lisette's senior, I won't let you sneak away while she's not around!"

“Even if we’re going to compete, it has to be fair and square,” Jessica said righteously.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, whether from anger at her friend's shamelessness or from being angry with herself, it was hard to tell.

"Why don't you calm down here for a while?"

After saying that, Jessica turned and walked out of the room.

The temperature in the hallway was much lower than inside the house, and the chill seeped in through the thin pajamas.

Jessica made no attempt to take any precautions, letting the cold wind sweep over her body.

Anna is not the only one who needs to stay calm at this moment.

"I need to go and give him a heads-up."

Jessica finally convinced herself and went straight to Venus's door.

Before she could even raise her hand to knock, the door opened from the inside.

"Alright, it's so late, hurry back to your room."

As Viner opened the door, she dragged Felix to the entrance as if he were a large piece of trash.

"Give me another chance! I didn't even get to taste what it felt like just now."

Felix was still upset about Adramura hiding in the ring.

He felt that if he had more opportunities to interact with Admira, he could make the proud sword obey him.

"I already said it's free—Jessica?"

Only then did Wiener notice that there was another person in front of the door.

"Yes, give it to me."

Without a word, Jessica took Felix from Venere, turned around, walked to the next room, opened the door, threw it aside, and then closed it.

This perfectly showcased the "Felix Vanishing Technique" for Venus.

“If any more uninvited guests come to your room tonight,” Jessica instructed Vina seriously, “just handle it the way I just did.”

“Oh...okay, okay.” Viner nodded blankly.

Even after Jessica returned to her room, he didn't have the courage to ask, "Why were you at my door?"

Chapter 412 The Craftsmen of Snowdrift Valley

After a heavy snowfall, the morning sun pierced through the clouds.

After a quick breakfast, Jegan informed Viner that he was ready and could head to the training grounds at any time.

Anna needed to make an appearance at the Chamber of Commerce, and Jessica was also preparing to investigate in her own way. Only the idle Felix followed Venus to have some fun.

The sound of hammering and the roar of flames mingled together, creating a beautiful symphony for Wiener.

He had always forged his own pieces, and this was truly the first time he had ever witnessed such a spectacular scene.

Jegan clapped his hands lightly, then announced in a loud voice, "Stop what you're doing! This is Master Venere, whom the Earl has invited."

The idea of ​​a blacksmith master under twenty was too astonishing, and Wiener didn't like to boast about his blacksmithing skills.

Even so, it is still a remarkable achievement.

The craftsmen looked up and, upon seeing the unfamiliar face of Viner, all of them showed suspicious expressions.

Although they had received orders from the count to cooperate with a master blacksmith named Viner to forge a strategic-level piece of equipment, they had not expected that the other party would be so young.

Felix, who was behind Viña, was simply omitted.

They would never associate this curious child, who finds everything new and exciting, with the title of forging master.

A middle-aged blacksmith casually grabbed a rag from the side, wiped his hands, and then stepped out from among the blacksmiths.

"Hello, Master Viner." The middle-aged blacksmith extended his hand to Viner.

"And who is this?" Viner tilted her head to look at Jegan.

“This is Master Koffman, the best blacksmith in our Snowy Valley,” Jegan introduced.

“I wouldn’t dare call myself a master, just call me Wiener, Master Koffman.” Wiener immediately reached out and shook hands with him.

"By order of Lord Feld, the twenty-three craftsmen here, including myself, shall now obey your command."

Kaufman voluntarily let go, introduced Wiener to the other craftsmen in the workshop, and showed him the materials that had been prepared.

"Master Koffman, you're too kind. If it weren't for the fact that the next piece of equipment requires a bit more work, I wouldn't want to disturb your work."

“I am not sure what each of you is better at, so I hope Master Koufman will help me with the details of the specific division of labor,” Wiener said modestly.

"Then what does Master Wiener specialize in?"

Someone suddenly asked in the crowd.

"Aside from sword forging, which I'm quite good at, I only know a little about other things."

"That's a real pity, no one in our Snowdrift Valley uses a sword."

Upon hearing this, some of the craftsmen nearby burst into laughter.

“Velek, you must not be disrespectful to Master Viner,” Koffman reprimanded, frowning.

"I'm just telling the truth."

The young craftsman who was named was slightly dissatisfied.

Wiener turned his gaze to the blacksmith who was clearly younger than the craftsmen around him and bore a resemblance to Koffman, and understood.

"The ancestor of the Rafna family, the Frost Sword Saint Rufrey, once wielded the holy sword Admira to slay the Frostfire Demon. How could his descendants be without swordsmen?"

Wiener slowly walked up to Vilik.

“What you’re saying is all ancient history,” Verick said dismissively. “Our Laffner family did produce a Sword Saint, but we have three Gun Saints.”

"And I'm willing to bet that if he hadn't practiced swordsmanship to complement Admira, his ancestor Rufre would definitely have been a spear master."

"You really dislike people who use swords that much?"

Wiener suddenly found it somewhat amusing.