230 Her Artifact

“…What’s special?” Milia asked, tilting her head.

“Nart.”

“Have never heard of it~”

She smiled and continued, “What a strange name!~”

Luo Ning shook his head and fell silent.

‘Nart’s Sword’ is the first artifact of the ‘Protagonist’.

Every time she obtains an artifact, she will pay a terrible price.

When she got her first artifact, she lost her first mentor in her life.

That was also the first teacher that Milia fully trusted and respected besides her blood relatives.

The other party treated her like a daughter, taught her magic, taught her swordsmanship, and taught her some principles of life.

Milia had thought this was her second home, she already regarded her as home.

But later, fate always made fun of people, and her beloved mentor died under the artifact.

The funny thing is that Milia also had to grab the weapon that killed her relatives and make it her own power.

It’s ironic, but in order to survive, in order to fight from the encirclement of enemies who also want to get the artifact, Miria can only make such a choice.

To make a person despair is nothing more than to deprive her of the last ray of hope.

The second home was destroyed, and Milia used her bloody hands to scrape the mound. This was the second time she buried her own relatives.

After that, another departure, another wandering.

Under the gaze of a pair of light red soul eyes, Luo Ning came back to his senses.

“What are you thinking, you’re suddenly in a daze~ Idiot.”

Milia pinched Luo Ning’s face and said to him with a smile.

Luo Ning sighed silently.

At least, in the eyes of now, Milia didn’t experience those pains.

“What is the important thing about the sword you just mentioned?” Milia asked curiously.

“It’s very important.”

“I need to snatch it for you for the teacher… No, go and steal it for you!”

What is the difference between stealing and robbing?

Luo Ning looked at her serious face, and a kind of warmth rose in her heart.

With a smile on his face, he said softly, “That’s not my thing…”

“Oh…” Miria nodded dully.

She hasn’t been able to find the point in Luo Ning’s words.

However, since Miria had never heard of the name of this sword, it meant that the Sword of Nalt in this world had not yet come out.

In this case, there is still quite a lot of time left for Luo Ning.

He can solve the matter of the demons in the past two years, and then guide Milia, at least to make her take less detours.

“Walk around, speed up, there are a lot of robbers in this area, and we can’t stop before we cross the river ahead.”

In order not to repeat what happened last night, Milia became extra cautious today.

She is quite aware of her ‘unlucky’ physique.

There are not many good things, but bad things happen again and again.

Fortunately, this time things didn’t seem so bad.

From the encounter with the robbers last night, until this evening, Milia has not encountered a second strange random event.

Recalling how worried she was all day today, Miria even began to wonder if she had persecution paranoia.

“It’s the river. We cross the river first, and then build a campfire in front.”

Miria’s arms are horizontal, pointing forward.

Pushing aside the dense weeds, a fast-flowing river appeared ahead.

Even in the evening, the turbulent water is still rushing, breaking the shallow glow.

Luo Ning knew why Milia wanted to say that after crossing the river, there would be no more robbers.

Instead of thick bushes and tall trees obscuring the view across the river, there is a plain.

There is no hiding place in the plains, so naturally it is impossible to secretly do bad things. (referring to robbery)

The wind and waves blew down from the top of the mountain, creating ripples on the shallow grass.

It’s just that Luo Ning couldn’t feel the aroma of grass and evening wind at all.

The roaring rapids set off a large mist of water, blowing coldly on the body, and the air was filled with the dank smell of water vapor.

When approaching the river, the ground under my feet was already covered with moss, and the moss was extremely slippery.

Even though Miria had passed by here many times, she was very careful this time, but she still fell to the ground with a thump.

“Ugh!!!”

In the ear was Milia’s scream of slipping, and Luo Ning turned to look at her.

Saw a tearful Miria sitting on the ground.

In fact, Milia is not so squeamish in wrestling, that is, she just patted her butt, stood up and walked.

But when Luo Ning was beside her, the fall seemed to hurt more than usual when hitting a stone.

It was obvious that there was thick moss under the buttocks.

“It hurts, you hug me up!!”

Miria stretched out her arm.

Luo Ning walked over helplessly and hugged her up.

Milia smiled “hehe”.

He also stretched out his moss-covered hand and pinched Luo Ning’s face.

Luo Ning didn’t mind either. After finally picking up Miria and making her stand up, half of Raphael’s body was exposed in his arms.

Seeing that Raphael was about to fall, Luo Ning grabbed her arm and stabilized her.

Luo Ning felt relieved.

After all, the moss field is somewhat dirty, and Rafael is an angel, so he will definitely despise that kind of filth.

But when Raphael looked back, his soft face bulged like a big bun, Luo Ning realized that he was wrong.

… The way this little angel is jealous is a bit unique.

He casually rubbed Raphael’s soft hair, Luo Ning looked at the rushing water in front of him, unable to do anything.

“How did you get there?” he asked Milia sideways.

Miria patted the silt-dyed skirt, and then picked off a few dead leaves hanging from her long cherry-colored hair.

This answered Luo Ning’s question.

“Fly over.” She answered naturally.

Luo Ning: “How to fly?”

“Flying magic, or short-distance teleportation, any magic can pass through~”

“…”

Luo Ning thought for a while.

“I do not know.”

“Which one do you not?”

“None of them.”

Miria: “…”

This time it was Milia’s turn to be silent.

She frowned and thought, her apprentice can even use that kind of terrifying magic that can’t figure out the class, but she can’t even use flying magic? !

“Really not.”

Under her suspicious gaze, Luo Ning gave her a positive answer.

Miria sighed, with a ‘I really can’t help you~’ expression.

She was actually a little proud that she could finally show her hand in front of her apprentice again!

I saw that Milia closed her eyes and turned a page on the magic book.

A little spark burns around you.

The red magic circle suspended under the soles of the feet illuminated the area very brightly.

Even in the sunset evening, the fire attribute magic that Miria unleashed was particularly eye-catching.

The moment the chant ended, a circular circle also appeared on the lawn on the other side of the river.

The range of the magic circle is not too small, enough to cover both Luo Ning and Milia.

In the blink of an eye, the magic circle was activated.

In just a split second, Milia teleported to the other side of the river.

This is a kind of short-distance teleportation magic, which is relatively rare, but it is unsatisfactory in terms of mana consumption and chant time. If it is only used to solve terrain problems, it is indeed a kind of urgent magic.

But in actual combat, this kind of teleportation magic can’t even escape. I’m afraid that before the spell is finished, the enemy will wipe the neck.

“…”

Luo Ning stared blankly at Milia on the other side of the river.

Miria stared at him blankly.

There was a rushing and wide river between the two, and the river clattered, just like Milia’s mood at the moment.

“Why can’t you come here!!!”

Milia raised her voice and said loudly towards Luo Ning.

Luo Ning stood there, still a little dazed.

He didn’t even know that Miria wanted to use teleportation magic to send him there. If he knew in advance, it would definitely stop her useless efforts.

“…I am immune to magic.”

“What!!!! Can’t hear!!!”

“I said!! I was right! Magic! Immune!!”

Luo Ning put his voice several times before barely passing the sound of the rapids and reaching Milia.

Miria opened her mouth in surprise.

“How come you are immune to this kind of magic! Ah!!!”

“You suspend your props, or take them down!! I’ll recover a little magic power and come over to pick you up!!”

Milia spoke in a hurry, and after she finished speaking, she gasped with her arms crossed on the other side of the river.

Luo Ning waved to her again and again.

If Magic Immunity could be turned off, Luo Ning wouldn’t need so many troubles long ago. The key is that it can’t be turned off at all.

But this can be told to him after Milia comes over.

Luo Ning found a slightly clean stone and sat on it to rest for a while.

Raphael’s head popped out of his arms, his chubby hands were raised, and he hugged Luo Ning.

She wants to take advantage of this short time when there is no bad woman to disturb, and take a few more breaths, Lord God.

“Why haven’t you been teleported?” Luo Ning rubbed Raphael’s head.

Raphael replied in a low voice:

“The magic class is too low, as long as I don’t accept it, it can’t have an effect on me…”

After Raphael finished speaking, he rubbed his tender white face in Luo Ning’s arms.

Her voice was easily overwhelmed by the sound of the rapids, so Luo Ning had to bow down and bring his head very close to hear it.

Luo Ning wanted to come too, after all, it is the Seraph of the Holy Light, and in front of any race, it is an existence above it.

“Lord God…”

“You can’t drop it on purpose, it will get your body dirty.”

Luo Ning suddenly remembered what Raphael wanted to do just now.

It was only now that Raphael understood that his own careful thoughts had been seen through by Lord God.

Then his face turned pink, and he nodded nervously while grabbing the corner of his clothes.

“Yes, Lord God… Raphael won’t do this anymore.”

Luo Ning touched her head and coaxed her.

“What did you just say?”

“Lord God, the ‘Sword of Nalt’ you just said is a divine weapon, right?”

“you know?”

Luo Ning lowered his head in astonishment and looked into Raphael’s eyes lightly.

Raphael nodded slowly.

After hearing this familiar name just now, she wanted to tell Luo Ning.

But Luo Ning was talking to a bad woman, so she didn’t choose to interrupt.

It’s not that she is deliberately making room for that bad woman, she is just respecting the gods.

“I don’t know much. When the sword of Nalt appeared in the human continent, I was participating in the war between angels and demons. I only occasionally heard angels talk about an artifact that appeared in the human continent…”

  

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