Chapter 1337 Supervision

In an instant, the budding thorns expanded rapidly, began to repair the stag's wounds spontaneously, and bloomed scarlet flowers. On the broken long horn, sharp iron crystals are multiplying rapidly, and golden thorns are wrapped around it, like a solemn crown.

By the end, the two are completely integrated.

Huai Shi took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The prototype of spiritual matter bred in the shield did not collapse, and the golden thorns born from stone did not lose control.

The most dangerous stage is over and you're done.

Then, he was suddenly pushed on the belly by the angry stag.

After experiencing such pain, the stag finally regained some strength, but he didn't appreciate it. He staggered up and instinctively wanted to get closer to his master.

There was a vigilance between the owner and this weirdo.

Even if he is still weak.

But he didn't realize that his master was so excited that he didn't know what to do.

Huai Shi didn't care about this little vigilance and misunderstanding.

It was just a push.

Now as long as he doesn't get hit by a missile from the front, he won't have any big problem.

He just squatted down and looked and inspected carefully.

Regardless of the stag's resistance and struggle.

"Its spirit is too fragile and cannot withstand more changes and repairs. I can only make up for this loss through other methods."

Huai Shi bent his fingers, tapped the antlers, and listened to the crisp metal echo: "The activated golden spine will form a symbiosis with it. This casting product has no self-awareness, only instinct, but it is full of source and is integrating. Afterwards, the weak spirit can be made strong again.

Now it seems that its consciousness is much tougher than I thought..."

The stag raised his head angrily, opened his mouth, and wanted to bite his finger.

When Huai Shi raised his eyes and glared at Volkov, he suddenly neighed, ready to make a show of force.

"You are so arrogant. You are impatient with living things other than your master. But you are very sensitive and can detect my hostility."

Huai Shi raised his hands to resist the incoming horns.

Hold tight.

Shake slightly.

The phantom of the stag instantly dissipated, the source shrank, and turned into a heavy round shield in Huai Shi's hands.

However, it is different from before.

The originally huge crack was covered by decorative patterns of thorns extending out from both sides, as if the thorns growing through the shield had sharp golden barbs.

Countless repaired cracks still remain on it, and the proud outline of a deer's head is faintly revealed, as well as a pair of fierce eyes that look like blood.

"It seems to be recovering well."

Huai Shi smiled happily.

In essence, it is nothing more than a newly formed spirit.

In the long war, the masters of all generations poured their essence and trust into it, and they were constantly blessed by the Holy Spirit. In the end, a new spirit was born from the stubborn iron.

This strong and unwavering persistence is the foundation for its formation.

Its power does not come from the amount of source material, but from the owner's belief. The trust and determination put into it with each generation will make it stronger. If it continues to be passed down, in a few generations, it will be able to become a sacred object that is not inferior to any armor, right?

Now, this is just the beginning of the story.

Huai Shi soaked it into the activated metal, allowing the thorns to absorb the metal and repair its own small flaws.

After a brief observation, he withdrew his gaze.

"It will take about a few hours to stabilize. Don't worry, there won't be any further trouble."

Huai Shi said to the excited Volkov: "While waiting, you can try the lunch on the sun boat, I recommend window 8.

A retired knight who was seriously injured served as the chef there, and the borscht and goulash tasted authentic. "

As he spoke, the note in his hand was filled with writing again.

The formulas and processes of alchemy are things that Volkov cannot understand.

"This is something that needs attention. You can just leave it to the craftsmen of the Knights." Huaishi handed him the note: "This way, you don't have to travel so far for subsequent maintenance."

What he responded to was an extremely excited hug.

The calm knight's face was already flushed with excitement, and he was at a loss as he looked at the miracle.

"I can't thank you enough, Your Excellency Huai Shi."

Adhering to the doctrine of conferring knights, Volkov restrained his excitement and solemnly thanked him: "This means a lot to me. I cannot accept such a profound gift for nothing, nor can I bring shame to Bishop Pavel's teachings.

Please tell me, how can I repay you? "

"..."

Huai Shi was silent for a moment, as if deep in thought, and then quickly said, "I also have a heartfelt request."

Volkov nodded solemnly:

"Speaking."

He is ready to repay this precious friendship.

"I remember that the Knights of the Sacred Heart have a tradition of baptizing newcomers with blood, so every time they participate in a war, they have the habit of capturing large groups of people?"

"That's right."

Volkov nodded.

Baptism in blood is the key ritual for newcomers to truly transform from apprentices to knights - without wearing armor, they hold a sword and initiate a duel with a hellish creature.

After winning a victory, the priest will baptize him in blood, recognizing him as having the honor and qualifications to fight alongside other knights.

Because of this, the Knights of the Sacred Heart often try to capture and capture some hell creatures and swarm lords alive at the end of the war, and keep them alive for the future.

"Is there any stronger one?" Huai Shi asked.

"Please wait--"

Volkov directly faced Huai Shi, took out his communicator, and dialed the number of the first instructor of the legion. After confirmation, he raised his head and said: "There are still two crowns sealed in the punishment cage of the Knights. If you need it, you can send it over immediately."

"Grateful."

Huai Shi smiled and nodded, stretching out her hand.

Volkov held it tightly and shook it twice: "I am the one."

It's just two crown bearers. For other knights, this is not even a trophy. In his opinion, Huai Shi just had no desire for the Knights of the Sacred Heart, so he found a random step to avoid embarrassment for himself.

No matter what, he accepted this obligation and was not in a hurry to cash in on the reward on the spot.

Noticing the arrival of another guest in the rest area, Volkov did not wait too long and said goodbye: "Then, I'll come back later so I won't delay your rest time."

"Just call me Huaishi."

Huai Shi shook hands at the end, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

After watching Volkov leave, Huai Shi returned to the chair, finally sat down and let out a sigh of relief.

take a break.

"Tired?"

Luo Xian's cheeks appeared.

She bent down from behind, looked at his face, and suddenly suggested: "Would you like to rub your shoulders?"

"……May I?"

Huaishi hesitated.

"Of course, in the past, I often helped my father with stretching exercises and muscle massage. He really liked it."

Wait, is this Mr. Luo's shoulder rub?

Huai Shi's complexion changed slightly, and he opened his mouth to speak, then heard a crisp bang, straightened his body involuntarily, and opened his mouth to breathe out the breath in his heart.

Then, there was another crunch, and the arm was straightened.

From the fingertips to the shoulders, the muscles jumped under invisible ripples, tightened, and then quickly relaxed.

After another bang, Huai Shi collapsed on the chair.

Take a deep breath.

It feels so wonderful!

It was as if the whole thing had been torn apart and then put back together again. It was running smoothly and silkily, and fatigue and stiffness were no longer there.

"How is it, how does it feel?"

Luo Xian asked.

“Awesome!”

Huai Shi raised his thumb.

I feel that my whole body is much more relaxed and rejuvenated.

"Thank you for your hard work these past two days, Sister Xian."

The solar ship is now overloaded and everyone is busy. Under this situation, Luo Xian volunteered to make all appointments and schedules for repairing border relics.

Huai Shi didn't expect that everything could be arranged in such an orderly manner.

From the black tea every morning to the schedule of meeting guests to the short and precious rest time, it seems that all trivial matters have been dealt with without leaving a trace, so that he can concentrate on his work.

"It's just a schedule."

Luo Xian held her chin up and looked at him: "I spent most of the time sitting on a chair watching the excitement and eating potato chips. It's no different from when I was the front desk in the orchard."

"Maybe I'm quite suitable for this simple job of serving tea and pouring water."

She blinked, and like magic, she took out a plate and shook it: "I just baked some new cookies, do you want to try them?"

"OK."

Huai Shi stood up, picked up a biscuit, and threw it into his mouth.

Chew and eat.

The sound is crisp and clear.

"How about it?"

Luo Xian came closer and stared at him, waiting expectantly for comment.

"The taste is a bit... bland? Well, the sweetness is just too much, but the sourness is also very obvious. But it's much better than before, and it's under good control."

Huai Shi nodded with appreciation.

In my heart, I am also surprised by this increasingly transforming taste.

The blood of the dragon blessed by the abyss flows in her body. As early as the embryonic conception, the conflict between sublimation and solidification has been reflected in her soul.

This unprecedented superposition formed the foundation of Luo Xian's soul. No part of her is her alone. The good, the bad, the restrained, and the out-of-control. When everything is put together, it is her complete self.

The superimposition of two completely different observation perspectives is like perceiving more than twice as many colors, hearing more than twice as many sounds, and having more than twice as many feelings as ordinary people.

Even more than double, more than that.

So that brings those incredible talents.

All kinds of ultimate thoughts are just the outward expression of this essence, and the "heart" that countless cooking demons dream of is just a natural instinct for her, like breathing.

On the contrary, restraining this instinct really requires full concentration and effort.

At this moment, tasting the fragrant taste that gradually returned to normal, Huai Shi marveled at her growth, but at the same time couldn't help but feel a little sour.

Is this the success of restraint, or has the feeling towards oneself finally faded away?

While being happy with her results, Huai Shi found that she was also a little bit disappointed?

"Don't think too much, Huai Shi."

came a soft voice.

The cheek filled with a gentle smile came closer, looked at him, examined the changes in expression, and gently raised her hand to wipe away the debris stuck to the corner of his mouth.

Then, put it in your mouth.

Savor the remaining sweetness and fragrance.

"Perhaps, we are almost no longer satisfied with this level."

Luo Xian pursed her lips, like a beast restraining the urge to lick. She smiled, leaned into his ear, and whispered softly: "Cheer up and take on the responsibility of a supervisor."

She looked into Huai Shi's eyes and told him:

"—Look at me."

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, and then nodded solemnly:

"Yeah, I will."

As a result, her smile became brighter and happier.

In the brief silence, she seemed to want to say something else, but she did not speak. As if she noticed something, she rubbed Huai Shi's hair, then stood up and left.

We happened to pass by the cabin in the forest that we were coming up from.

The man who came to the forest cabin in a hurry didn't notice that he seemed to have interrupted some plot, but he felt a sudden chill on his back. But this misconception was quickly thrown out of his mind.

Not daring to waste time, just open the door and report:

"Teacher, I heard the stove moving!"