"Yeah!" A clear hum interrupted Xavier's thinking, and Michelle slowly sat in front of Xavier as the red clouds faded.
Those gray-blue eyes grew brighter and brighter, and the familiar yet unfamiliar arrogance replaced the timid and avoidant eyes. Michelle leaned forward a little bit and leaned closer to Xavier, licking her soft lips.
Xavier raised his eyebrows and raised his long eyelashes, his ice blue eyes no longer covered.
Finally, when the tips of their noses were about to touch, Xavier's expression changed slightly, and he turned his face away awkwardly and looked away. The girl's soft breath gently brushed his face, and he laughed softly.
"Your Highness, I can try." Michelle said in a very soft voice, but her eyes were looking at Felix and Antonio.
"Can you... try?"
Please help His Highness make it." Michelle looked at Xavier seriously, "How about a request?"
"How long will it take to make it?" Xavier raised his head in surprise, while Felix on the side also frowned thoughtfully.
"It won't take long. If I make it, can Mr. Felix test it?" Michelle raised her head confidently and proudly, revealing her slender and white neck like a swan.
"Although I am an architect, I still have some research on mechanical manufacturing. I really can't build it, but there is no problem in testing the finished product for you."
Felix answered with some curiosity and some respect.
"Show me the drawings, Your Highness." Michelle nodded and reached out to Felix.
If this was at a ball in a large manor, people would probably think it was a kiss on the hand given by the princess to a nobleman when they saw this scene. Michelle's aura is so full, with something she shouldn't have.
A proud look.
Felix was a little unsure. He also looked at Xavier, wondering whether he should hand over the drawing in his hand to Michelle.
"Give it to her," Xavier nodded, "What do you need? A workbench? Mechanical tools? Or..."
"No, Your Highness. I am enough on my own." The moment Michelle took the drawing, Xavier and the other two shuddered immediately, and the temperature in the room dropped in a way that ordinary people could feel.
Michelle looked at the complicated drawing and meditated softly, while in her palm there were some slowly appearing ice chips flying.
The gray-blue color is like the sea under a sea storm, rolling up dark blue waves. Michelle's body is trembling slightly, and then the frost and snow draw ferocious and beautiful traces from her clothes.
"Is this here...well, yes. And here, this place...it's so small, no, it needs to be changed..." Michelle murmured in a low voice, completely ignoring the fearful expressions on the other Felix and Antonio's faces.
Xavier didn't feel too much oppression, he just felt that at this moment Michelle had turned back into the ice and snow goddess, she controlled the ability of ice and ignored the fear of mortals.
"No, she is..." Felix stared at Michelle, gritting his teeth to resist the cold. But what shocked and horrified him was that in Michelle's hands, every piece that should have been
The machine slowly takes shape, carefully crafted by the blacksmith.
It's just that these machines are all made of ice, but also because of this, they can be manipulated by Michelle at will like flour, and they can be easily made into what she wants!
The witch...this is the witch! Felix took a step back. He wanted to escape, but he didn't dare. Maybe he would be pierced by ice in the heart before he even stepped out of the threshold!
Antonio also showed a look of horror, but this made him more determined to follow Xavier.
She won't kill me... She doesn't have to kill me... Felix swallowed a mouthful of saliva. At the moment when Michelle caught a glimpse of him, Felix felt as if his blood had solidified.
It was as if he was going to die in the next second.
Suppressing the fear in his heart, Felix watched Michelle's movements, and the ice turned into the desired shape in her hands.
How long would it take for a craftsman? Blacksmithing, calcination, cooling, and the last bit of grinding out these precise workpieces require a lot of patience and strength. But all of this is easily solved in the hands of this girl. She is like the goddess of creation.
It all jumps right to the final steps.
"God..." Felix took a few deep breaths and made the cross of the goddess Nosi on his chest.
But this is more like a demon. Only demons can have such strength that is comparable to gods, right? Girls kissed by the devil are tainted existences. They... possess the power of the devil!
Felix shivered slowly and unconsciously grabbed his hair.
Time flows slowly under the girl's focused gaze.
I don't know how long it took, "Huh...huhuhu..." Just when Felix and Antonio were almost out of breath due to the overwhelming cold, the girl in the center finally let out a few tired breaths
Voice.
The chill was slowly fading away, just like a drowning person being saved. Both Felix and Antonio's legs went limp, and cold sweat was wet and cold on their backs. They fell on the marble floor and gasped for air.
Michelle was exhausted and had to hold on to the green winter wood table to stabilize her staggering and delicate body.
When using the ice ability, the ice picks scratched Michelle's clothes many times. She could only grit her teeth to prevent herself from fainting in an instant. She moved to the bedside little by little and covered her with a wool blanket.
The looming body.
On the Qingdong patterned stone table is a tumbler grinding machine. She almost restored the size of this thing at 1:1. She even successfully assembled them. This is a great opportunity for a girl from a knight family.
It's said to be incredibly difficult.
"Don't come here... If you dare to touch me at this time..." Michelle looked at Xavier slowly approaching her with some fear. Xavier even ignored the stone grinder on the Qingdong stone table!
Michelle wrapped the woolen blanket tightly around her body in shame and anger. She shrank towards the bed in fear. She seemed to be trying to form an ice pick in her hand, but after many attempts, it turned into ice chips and dissipated.
Xavier walked to Michelle, and he looked down at the pretty girl curled up on the bed. She was so weak and pitiable.
"Thank you for your hard work." Xavier said seriously and solemnly in Michelle's ear, and then handed over a glass of warm milk.
After watching Michelle take the milk tremblingly with doubts, Xavier turned around without any hesitation and looked at something with such obsessed eyes for the first time - the stone grinder on the green and winter stone table.