"That's what it is...... What are you capable of?" Wendy took a while to react. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What she can't hear," Anne began, "when turned into a weapon, the Broken Sword loses its ability to communicate with the outside world." It is only when you hold her that she can perceive the world through your five senses. ”

Wendy hesitated, reached forward and gently grasped the hilt of the sword—in an instant, there was a consciousness in her mind, and the blade merged with her at this moment, as if it had become a part of her body. Not only that, but Wendy also felt that her sense of sight and hearing was much sharper, and she was full of strength.

"It's ......"

"Symbiosis. The voice of the broken sword sounded in his head, "When you pick me up, everything I have will be attached to you. Speaking of this, her voice seemed to reveal a hint of regret, "It's a pity that my health has not been very good since I was a child, and my strength is limited, even if I am superimposed with you, it won't help much. 」

It turns out that the reason why I feel full of power is because I inherited the ability to break the sword?

Wendy raised her weapon and examined it carefully—the hilt was warm and soft to the touch, like a living thing. The shape of the blade is a bit strange, the length is only about an arm, but it is as thin as a finger, the front is flat and the back is round, not so much like a sword as an enlarged needle. If you look closely, you can see the fine stripes on the sword's body, as if it were made of countless silver filaments.

Wendy couldn't help but think of the striking silver hair on the broken sword.

"How long can you stay in this form?"

"If you don't change repeatedly, you can go on forever. 」

Like Maisie, she thought, only a moment of change would consume a lot of mana.

"Maisie, do you mean the huge pigeon?"

Wendy was stunned for a moment before she reacted, as long as she was attached to the broken sword, the other party could see the thoughts in her heart. This made her slightly flustered, after all, there were some things she didn't want anyone to know.

"Your mood is a little fluctuating...... What is this, cloth tape?"

"It's nothing," Wendy quickly thrust the blade back into the ground and looked at Anne, "Ahem, can anyone be connected to the broken sword?"

"Theoretically, as long as she is willing to accept it, ordinary people can get her power," Anne nodded, "but in that state, she is just an extraordinarily hard weapon, and only in the hands of a witch can she exert her true strength." ”

"Witch...... hand?"

"Yes," said Anne calmly, as if sensing something, "and that mind-to-heart communication is not the same as snooping into your mind, and as long as you don't focus on your current thoughts, the Broken Sword will not be able to detect your thoughts." ”

"I see," Wendy calmed down and regained her grip on the hilt of her sword.

"Did I say something wrong, hug...... I'm sorry, I'm not going to ask a casual question like that again," Broken Sword's eager voice immediately came to her mind.

"No, it's nothing......," she suddenly thought of a question, "what would you see if I suddenly let you go?"

"It would be pitch black, with no sound or touch, as if floating in nothingness. 」

Sure enough, this experience of losing all sense in an instant is certainly not too pleasant, thinking of this, Wendy said in a lower voice as much as possible, "I am the one who should apologize...... Rest assured, I won't leave you alone anymore. ”

Shortsword looked a little surprised, and after a long moment he whispered, "Hmm. 」

"By the way, Anne said, only a witch can bring out your true strength?"

"That's right, if I fight only in weapon form, I'll get hurt if I bump too much. However, witches can increase the sharpness and range of their blades by infusing them with magical power, and can stab enemies without even touching them. 」

Wendy injected magic power into the broken sword's body as she spoke, and the silver sword body was suddenly covered with a layer of hazy white light, like a constantly flowing mist. At the same time, she felt that the level of mana in her body was rapidly decreasing, and it was clear that this state could not be maintained for long.

At the urging of the broken sword, Wendy quickly swung her long sword at the branch of an olive tree, only to see an extremely sharp air flow pouring in from the tip of the sword, instantly cutting the branch into two parts.

"It's ...... Wind?" she asked in surprise.

"The magic infused will reflect the power of the sword wielder to a certain extent, it turns out that you are a battle witch," Broken Sword was slightly surprised, "If it were Annie, there would be no way to get the ability out of the blade." ”

"I see," Wendy couldn't help but think of Anna's black fire, what would it be like if she struck with all the power of her magic? However, Anna has always been one of the most crucial witches in the Alliance, and she is also the beloved of His Majesty, so it is basically impossible for her to go to the battlefield in person.

As for the rest of the battle witches...... She thought about it for a while but couldn't come up with a suitable candidate, so she simply drew a circle behind the name of the broken sword. Who should cooperate with the ability of the broken sword is still up to His Majesty to decide.

When the high-pitched and melodious whistle came from the direction of the dock, Roland put down the quill in his hand and couldn't help but stretch.

One long and two short, the whole dock resonates, which is a signal for the army to set off in full gear.

After completing the combat preparations, the First Army expeditionary team only took one morning to complete the boarding, and the first batch of cement ships carrying soldiers will officially leave Neverwinter City and head to Falling Dragon Ridge with this whistle.

After that, there will be many ships that will take on the task of transporting ammunition and food and grass, and the battle to reclaim the Far South will not officially begin until the new and old soldiers have completed their assembly at Falling Dragon Ridge.

However, he finally took this step.

Roland glanced at the dense sketches on the table, which were the blueprints of the internal combustion engine - as a second-generation prime mover machine that completely replaced the steam engine, its importance to industry was self-evident, and even changed the course of world history to a certain extent. From the original piston engine and gas turbine, to the jet engine later, it carried almost half of the sky of industrial power, until the advent of the electric motor, it shook its unbeatable hegemony.

There is no doubt that as one of the most important mechanical classes in history, it will shine in Neverwinter. The black water in the far south is a crucial part of this project, and if fuel can be extracted from it, the next development will be a natural one. If he can't, he'll have to consider using alcohol as fuel – and even if it were technically possible, the scale would certainly be limited.

Just then, Agatha knocked on the door and walked into the room.

"Your Majesty, there's news from the Tachira Witches. ”