It has been said that hatred is a poison, the more it is, the deadliest, and revenge is an antidote that can make people feel at ease.

Before, I didn't believe it, but when I saw Mi Lulu's hateful eyes, I was finally convinced.

In the past two days, a staff member from the Adventurer Base came to me and said that there was a call from me.

Connected to the phone, it was Cagalli's voice: "Xiao Yi, when will you come back, it's been a few days?" ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "I'll be back in a few days." ”

"How many days are left?" Cagalli accentuated her tone and said, "What the hell are you doing, it takes that long?" ”

"I'm in Anna City, and I'm helping the dwarven garrison to clean up the guy who carried out the last surprise attack."

"The city of Anna?" Cagalli paused and said, "Okay, you'll be back when you're done, and you're not allowed to do meaningless things, you know?" ”

"Huh?" I pretended to be stupid and said, "What do you mean by meaningless things?" ”

Cagalli didn't squeak, but Barbara's voice suddenly sounded: "That is, don't mess with flowers, understand!" ”

"Okay—" I pulled back.

Hanging up the call, I went straight to the dwarven garrison camp with the big sword on my back.

It was a tall tent, made of ordinary fabric, and the foundation of the frame was just ordinary steel bars, but it was surprisingly strong, and even when the wind blew, it still didn't move, which surprised me.

President Olli listened to my question and explained, "Don't forget, we are dwarves, dwarves are natural geniuses in architecture, they are just a tent, not enough to worry about, if you are interested, you can go to the institute to find any dwarven master to learn about architecture." ”

I hurriedly declined: "No, no, no, I understand your suggestion, but I'm not interested in architecture or invention at all." ”

Entering the tent, Milulu was sharpening the giant axe.

The axe was as tall as her, and its broad face was even wider than her shoulders, and it glowed with cold light in the light of magic—her most handy weapon.

The Great Axe was so heavy that the average adult Terran male adventurer would not be able to lift it off the ground with one hand, but Milulu was able to lift it with one hand, but it would be equally difficult to wield.

It's hard work, but that's how the Great Axe fights, and it's held high above her head by Milulu, who then sees the moment and slashes down at the enemy.

With the weight of the giant axe, coupled with the power of Mi Lulu's chopping, the two are combined, even if it is a marble brick, it can be completely split in half in an instant, not to mention the human body composed of flesh and blood.

Therefore, even if the opponent whose strength is one or two levels higher than Mi Lulu, when facing Mi Lulu, he will definitely use all his attention to watch out for Mi Lulu's attack.

In terms of the momentum of the battle, Mi Lulu is completely victorious, but on the other hand, in terms of defense, Mi Lulu is at a weak level - this is only relative to the rest of the same clan.

Dwarves' skin is not as tight as other races, and their skin is able to ignore low-level magic and low-damage slashes, which is unmatched by other races.

However, when encountering high-level magic and high damage, dwarves can still be injured or even killed, such as Milulu's previous penetrating wounds.

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After watching Mi Lulu sharpening the axe for a while, I felt a little bored, found a chair and sat down, ready to close my eyes and rest, at this time, the voice of the big knife sounded in my head: "What do you think of seeing the little girl grinding the axe?" ”

"Thoughts?" I was puzzled: "How can you feel about that?" ”

"Don't you feel lucky, don't you even have the slightest idea of gratitude?" Da Taidao asked rhetorically.

"What thanksgiving, what rejoicing, what are you talking about?" I'm already confused.

Da Taidao said angrily: "Have you ever sharpened a knife? ”

"No," I replied truthfully.

"That's not it," Da Taidao said: "It is precisely because of me that you have avoided the boring process of sharpening your blades, and you can lazily lean back on the chair and doze off like now, all because of my existence, hurry up, praise me, worship me!" ”

The tone of the great sword was like that of a smug magic stick.

In order to satisfy its vanity, I had to say perfunctorily in my heart: "Okay, thank you, praise you, Lord Leopold's Blade......"

was praising Da Taidao, and on the side, Mi Lulu's voice came: "Xiao Yi, what are you doing?" ”

"Oh, I'm praising the blade of Leopold," I replied casually.

"Xiao Yi, what are you talking about?" Milulu wondered, "Leo's blade, what is it?" ”

I was stunned, came back to my senses, and hurriedly said, "Oh, nothing, that's the name of this knife, hehe." ”

"Oh, you've named your knife," Mi Lulu said with a smile, "I'll tell you the truth, I also named my tomahawk, but the name isn't very good, so I won't tell you." ”

As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue.

I lowered my head, looked at the whetstone for a while, and suddenly said, "Actually, Milulu, you don't have to sharpen your tomahawk. ”

"Why?" She wondered.

"With its size, you could use it as a warhammer," I explained, "and just like that, smashing the enemy into meatloaf all at once, simple and brutal, with a unique visual effect." ”

"But wouldn't that be cruel?" Mi Lulu said with a light in her eyes and pretending to be afraid.

"One is split into two pieces in an instant, and the other is an instant mash," I thought about and said, "It seems that there is not much difference in the misery of the two." ”

"No," Mi Lulu retorted to me: "You're not right, the enemy has been cut in half, at least he still has the appearance of a person, and he can distinguish the identity of the other party if necessary, but it is different if he is smashed into a pulp, and it will become a puddle of things that no one can distinguish." ”

"Huh?" I thought about it again and nodded, "What you said makes sense. ”

As he spoke, the door to the tent opened, and President Olli and Chairman Hammer walked in side by side.

As soon as Chairman Hammer came in, he raised his voice and said, "Xiao Yi, Mi Lulu, what are you two talking about?" ”

"Oh," I said, "and we're talking about whether it's more humane to cut people with a sharp tomahawk or to smash people with a dull tomahawk." ”

"What was the result?" Hammer asked.

"We haven't decided yet," I said.

"Then do you want me to help you analyze which is more humane?" Chairman Hammer said with great interest.

Before we could speak, President Ollie slapped Chairman Hammer on the back of the head, "You're enough, is this the time to talk about such a thing?" ”

The steel hammer will stumble, he covered the back of his head and said dissatisfied: "If you don't let me say it, I won't say it, what kind of hand do you do, don't think I can't beat it, I'm giving you face in front of the juniors!" ”

(End of chapter)