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Chapter 896 Coffee and tea intertwined

 After lunch, Mito followed Rikka into the kitchen. Despite his short stature, this dwarf prince had a surprisingly big appetite, so much so that he even ate the meat soup Rikka planned to give to Boom as a midnight snack.

It was clean. Persis naturally followed silently, like a huge shadow.

There were only three people left in the stone tower: Boom, Christine, and Aslaqi. Boom didn't plan to practice after the meal, so he brewed dark elf tea out of habit. Christine was also holding coffee.

Cup, still looking calm and indifferent. Aslaqi was a little confused when she saw this, or maybe she had never been in such a quiet atmosphere.

"Brother Boom, sister Christine, do you always get along like this? Don't you get bored? Why don't you two talk!"

Aslaqi liked the pastries made by Christine very much, especially the white dumplings with a faint aroma of wine. She turned her head and knocked on Boom, then looked at Christine, her face was always a

Very puzzled.

"Boom and I are both magicians, so naturally we have our own things to do most of the time. Magicians are different from Douqi professionals. They don't need a lot of combat experience, but strive to condense the magic power in the body. I hope

A breakthrough can be made one day earlier."

"And every magician has his or her own understanding of everything. You can't influence the other person, and the other person can't impose it on you. If you feel bored, you can go downstairs to play with Rikka and the others. Rikka can hold them in your hands.

There are better things to eat."

Christine raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and then explained to the little girl with a smile. In fact, this is also the most common doubt of many ordinary people, because magicians always give the world an image of being unsmiling, even arrogant and taciturn. But this is nothing.

It's a magician's habit and has nothing to do with character or good or evil.

"Do you dwarves also call magic power 'spiritual energy'? What is the 'power of runes' you are talking about, fighting spirit? Psychic energy?"

Boom also felt that this atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he took the initiative to ask for information about the alien magic profession, so that Aslaqi would not have anything to do.

"Yes, we dwarves also call magic power 'psionic power', or maybe only you humans call psychic power 'magic power'."

Aslaqi was stunned when she heard this, then frowned and replied. Boom couldn't help laughing after hearing this, but after thinking about it carefully, it was really like what the other party said, only humans can use the word "magic"

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"As for the 'power of runes', I actually don't know much about it, but it is definitely not as simple as ordinary fighting spirit or spiritual power. As stated in this book, the power of runes cannot be used directly to attack or defend, it can only be used to instill

Or imprinted on something tangible to highlight a certain feature to the greatest extent."

Aslaqi is a little girl who doesn't know how to lie, so from the beginning Christine made some guesses and gave ancient books as a test, but now even Boom is rolling her eyes.

But Boom and Christine didn't expose the little girl's lies. It's just because the rune blacksmith is so important to the dwarves, so important that if outsiders discover it, the dwarf king will tear it apart with his own hands.<

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"Then what happened to the 'forging ritual' performed by your father? Not to mention that he is actually a magician. Then I will really escape from Black Crystal Castle overnight."

Boom thought for a moment, and then asked this question. He had discussed this issue with Christine in private, but in the end the two of them came to no conclusion.

"That's because...because..." Aslaqi, who has always been smart, lowered her head after hearing this, as if she was unwilling to answer the question. Boom also regretted seeing this, regretting that he was too rash.<

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"That's because Senior Balder integrated the power of life with his own fighting spirit, and relied on his strong personal strength and willpower to simulate the effect of the 'power of runes', although it was short-lived and clumsy."

"That life force should not be much, and it is nothing in the eyes of senior Balder. But it is a great gift, a kindness that cannot be measured by gold coins."

Christine took an elegant sip of coffee, and then spoke slowly. Through these days of reading ancient books and thinking, and because she was also present that day, she felt a trace of life force. Just now, Christine finally did

Having come to this conclusion, it is estimated that even if it is wrong, it is similar, unless Balder is a real rune blacksmith.

"Is this true?" Boom's pupils suddenly shrank when he heard this, and then he grabbed Aslaqi's wrist and asked loudly.

Aslaqi didn't expect that Boom would have such a big reaction, and she was almost dragged down in an instant. After gathering her mood, Aslaqi nodded silently, indicating that what Christine said was true.

"Calm down. To the dwarves, you are just an outsider. No matter how much you cherish your talent, Senior Balder will not endanger his life for you. Am I right?"

Christine walked up behind Boom, first asked Aslaqi with a smile, and then took Boom's hand off her body very naturally.

Aslaqi nodded fiercely after hearing the words, and then returned to normal. Boom sighed, not only sorry for his previous reckless behavior, but also felt that he owed the dwarf king Balder a big favor. Just as Christine said

As he said, even if there is only a little bit of life force, it is a gift that cannot be measured by gold coins.

"Is this your weapon? It seems to be called the 'Meteor Hammer'? Is it also a weapon forged by Senior Bader?" Christine changed the subject again after seeing that the two of them stopped messing around.

Christine thought to herself, if that crazy girl Rikka saw Boom grabbing Aslaki's wrist, there would probably only be two consequences, either the Sombra Castle would be destroyed, or the four of her party would be enraged by the enraged Dwarf King.

Beat it into minced meat. There is absolutely no room for relaxation.

"Yes, the 'Meteor Hammer' was my tenth birthday gift. It was also made by my father through a forging ritual. Of course, there is also my brother's 'Violent Beast'."

"My father once said that every weapon has its own soul, whether it is high or low, even if it is the most common standard long sword."

"But the soul of the weapon is mostly always in a sleeping state, but once it is activated, it can show its true appearance."

"Currently, all the weapons that can be named are only in a certain 'semi-awake' state. According to my father, they have not yet been 'awakened' and cannot display their true strength at all."
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"And I personally feel that the final form of all weapons is not like this. They should be full of spirituality, rather than lifeless and driven by the wielder."

Aslaqi is this kind of person. As long as it involves forging-related matters, she can instantly return to normal, and her thinking is quick and clear.

"Then I am somewhat looking forward to the true appearance of the Wand of Nirvana, but if it is too ugly, I will probably throw it into the sea of ​​cold halberds."

Christine made a rare joke, which made Aslaki giggle. However, Boom didn't speak again from the beginning to the end. He felt very awkward now because he didn't like this feeling of being indebted to others.

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