Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End - Chapter 55

"Blood connection? What do you mean?"

"It means literally, it doesn't matter, I know you have no experience, just follow my guidance."

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What the hell? experience? guide? For, why are you coughing?

Roja looked at the girl who bent her eyes provocatively at him, and her face started to flush unconsciously. Noelle held on for a while, and finally couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha, I find that you are also cute sometimes. Don't worry, it won't hurt."

No, the pain is also your pain.

Noelle didn’t know what her unintentional words made the knowledgeable Roja think of, but thought that the teenager was scared. She reached out to hold Roja’s palm and placed it on the dagger, light on the edge of the blade. With a light stroke, blood poured out of the fingers of the two people at the same time, blending the blades of wings dyed red.

The tingling sensation made Roya frowned and did not speak, but soon he realized that something was wrong. He felt a suction from the wound, and the blood flowed more and more, as if he was feeding on the blade.

"this is?"

"It's okay, trust me."

Noelle squeezed Roja's hand tightly, and the azure blue pupils calmly looked at Roja's golden pupil, making the young man's heart calm down. Seeing this, Miss Angel smiled and closed her eyes while praying. While chanting something, Luo Ya felt a peculiar curse at the same time.

The birthplace of that strange spell power is the blood that the two people meet together. As the blood invades the blade, the winged dagger is like a dry earth absorbing water, gradually fading the darkness and blooming light, but at this moment an accident happened. Up.

"Uh!"

Roya, who was curiously observing the dagger, suddenly had a pain in his eyes, and some blurred images appeared inexplicably in front of him. They were many fragments, flashing in front of him like an old photo album. He wanted to check it carefully, but Realizing that he couldn't see clearly, the scorching sensation hit his brain, causing him to shake.

"Roya? What's wrong with you?"

"Hey?"

Noelle's voice remembered by his side, making Roya who seemed to be immersed in another world to wake up suddenly, and the boy and the girl who looked at him curiously looked at each other for a moment.

"I, I'm fine."

Roja felt his own state and gave an answer, and at the same time began to whisper in his heart.

what's the situation? Cerebral hemorrhage? No, and why is there a phantom? Is it because the recent exercise is too intense and tired? The teenager trying to explain his state from a scientific point of view shook his head strangely, not sure what was wrong just now, but Noelle, who heard the reply, continued the ceremony.

Nearly five minutes later, Noelle finished his prayer, and the two holding hands separated, and the winged dagger under it was completely different from when it was brought, and the blade was bright and cold.

"Try it, he is yours now."

"What exactly did we just do"

"It's the same thing as a blade ritual. If you want to use the twelve wings, you must use the blood of the angel and the exclusive spell. Our blood is mixed to make it recognize you at the same time."

Noelle handed the box to the boy as he spoke. Roja took out the half-meter-long snow-white dagger from it. The weight was very suitable. He waved and asked:

"This kind of treasure must have a special function, what is it?"

"It depends on you."

"What do you mean?"

"The previous ritual of the winged dagger was not only to recognize the Lord, but also to allow it to nurture extraordinary power from our blood. It was a gift from an angel, a gift that belongs to you only, and others cannot use it. It usually takes within a month. carry out."

Exclusive equipment? Personal binding? Roja looked at the short sword in his hand with eagerness after listening to Noelle's words. There was a sense of excitement waiting for the draw. Miss Angel did not know when she also took out a short sword, but compared with Roja's snow white There is a slight golden brilliance, and the decoration is quite gorgeous.

"By the way, thank you for your gift. Although its practicality is limited, I still like the appearance."

Noelle stroked the birthday present that Luo Ya customized gave her, and the teenager smiled helplessly.

Nonsense, this appearance cost hundreds of gold coins and used three kinds of gems. Who doesn't like it? Luo Ya, who was supposed to be in pain, looked at the national treasure in his hand, and his mood suddenly became calmer, and he waved his hand generously:

"It's fine if you like it, now we'll even give each other short swords."

Well, the two are cleared, no problem! Roja added inwardly, but she didn't realize that Noelle became stiff when she heard these words. She stared at Roja and opened her mouth. After a long time, her face turned red and said:

"I said you, do you know what it means to send short swords to each other?"

"Huh? What do you mean? Is there any specific meaning?"

"Fool, ask someone to ask."

"Hey?"

"The time to come is not too short. I have something to do afterwards, so please take care of it."

Glancing at the somewhat dumbfounded Loya, the blond lady angel stood up with a blushing face, seemed to say goodbye a little eagerly and left, leaving the young man holding a Xueliang dagger at a loss.

"Wh, what's the situation? This feeling of doing something wrong does not mean that?"

Luo Ya glanced at the treasure in his hand, feeling both innocent and confused, and hurriedly called in the servant waiting outside.

"Anna, come here, what do you mean by sending short swords to each other?"

"Send daggers to each other? Ah, are you talking about that custom?"

"custom?"

"Yes, all year round in the army or the knight family often give daggers as a confession. If they agree, they will send one back. It means that the two are in agreement. However, there are very few families that follow the ancient tradition. Nowadays, rings and Earrings and other accessories, eh? Master, what do you have?"

Anna Roja, the president of the support club of Roya x Alisa, looked at the dagger in the hands of her young master, and the atmosphere all over her body suddenly became heavy. She was expressionless for a while, then smiled.

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"Master, you are still recovering from your wounds. It's not good to move your weapons. Can you tell me where the short sword in your hand comes from?"

"Uh, this, this"

Feeling the inexplicable oppression, Luo Ya stiffly smiled, suddenly felt that something could not be said, his eyes floated:

"Yes, it was from Prince Kain!"

"That's the case, then please be careful not to get scratched, you can call me anytime you have something.

Anna said so and left the room, the door closed, the maid's smile disappeared and her face sank, and her heart screamed.

Miss Alisa, it's not good! The vixen stole home! Master, the flower-hearted ghost! ( reading books and novels) The update is the fastest, remember to collect it!