Chapter 223: Fire-Destroying Sword

"My mother must have ignited the black fire potion and perished with the enemy... woooooo..."

Just as Simon was about to throw the girl down, she cried and said this.

Simon paused when he heard this.

He was a little curious about what could be so explosive.

"What is black fire potion?" Simon straightened the girl, patted her face, and asked.

"My mother accidentally made it. She is an alchemist.

Black fire potion has no other effect, it can only cause explosions."

The girl stopped crying and came back to her senses.

"Ah!?" Simon regretted it in his heart. Alchemists are so precious. He should have saved that big-breasted beautiful woman earlier!

"I only learned to mix it from my mother once. The materials are a bit expensive and too dangerous. I didn't make too many."

The girl choked a few times and then said.

Simon heard this and stretched out his right arm to tightly wrap around her slender waist to prevent her from falling down in a trance.

"So, you are also an alchemist?" He asked expectantly.

"Well... but... it's just the entry level. My mother... is a high-level alchemist."

The girl was hugged tightly, a little nervous, blushing and hesitant.

But all her relatives had passed away, so she didn't have much energy to pay attention to this kind of intimacy between men and women, and let Simon hug her closely.

Since he was wearing full plate armor, Simon didn't feel anything, but he didn't care about that.

What he cared about was that the girl said she was an entry-level alchemist and knew how to mix black gunpowder.

Isn't this thing equivalent to gunpowder!

From what the girl said, the cost may not be cheap.

But Simon didn't plan to install firearms on a large scale in the short term, just a little bit as a killer.

In fact, he had tried to make black gunpowder before, but it didn't work. He tried all kinds of proportions of saltpeter, charcoal and sulfur.

In the end, he only got a powder that could burn slowly. Obviously, this thing doesn't work in this world, so he has to find other substitutes.

And the explosion effect of black gunpowder can be used as propellant.

Simon realized that the girl in his arms was a big treasure and he must not throw it away.

They rode the griffin in the sky for a long time, and the sky gradually darkened.

"Hey! What's your name?"

He leaned close to the girl's ear and asked with a faint smile.

"My name is Ivna Milde, the third daughter of Earl Changxi."

At this time, the girl had gradually calmed down. Although her eyes were red and swollen, she was no longer crying.

"I don't know your name yet, sir? Thank you for saving me." Ivna asked back.

"My name is Simon Hollen, the Viscount of Yongyi Territory." Simon smiled slightly.

"Yongyi Territory?" Ivna was a little confused, obviously not knowing where it was.

"In Xisedi." Simon added immediately.

Hearing this, Ivna hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you a new noble?"

Simon nodded and said softly, "Yes."

A hint of disappointment appeared on Ivna's face, but it was quickly covered up.

"It's getting dark, let's find a place to rest." Simon said casually, his eyes sweeping around.

Soon he found a towering ridge, and the griffin landed there immediately.

He hugged the girl and jumped off the griffin's back.

There was about a few dozen square meters of flat land on the ridge here, which was suitable for landing.

Ivna looked around, everything was black and gray, and she could vaguely see deep canyons on both sides.

"My lord, are we going to spend the night here? It's so scary!" She said a little scared.

"It's very safe here, what are you afraid of? Ordinary beasts can't get here.

And eagles and birds of prey are not opponents of griffins."

Simon explained with a faint smile, and then took the sac from the griffin without stopping.

There were seven or eight pieces of white bread and cheese, as well as several bags of water and other supplies.

"Eat something."

Simon stretched out his hand to release the light spell, illuminating the surroundings like daylight, and then took a piece of white bread, cheese and a bag of water and handed them to the girl.

Ivna stared at the ball of light, and without being pretentious, she simply took it and chewed it in small bites.

"Go and hunt some prey for dinner, don't go too far." Simon turned back and smiled at the griffin.

"Gululu..." The griffin responded, then jumped down the ridge and flew away.

After a while, Simon ate several pieces of white bread and a whole piece of cheese. Although he was not too full, he didn't feel hungry.

"Sir Simon, why did those things disappear on the rooftop before? Did you take them away?"

After finishing her meal, Ivna had time to think about it, so she tried to ask.

Simon's face was slightly stern, but then he smiled and lied: "It's an ancient space magic, and it should be rarely circulated outside now.

This is my little secret, you can't tell others."

Although he said it kindly, he had already decided in his heart that he would take this girl back and raise her as a canary.

Unless she is strong enough, he will not let her out of the Castle of Courage.

"Space magic? This is the magic in the legend! It is really magical. How many things can it hold?

I won't tell anyone else. Please believe me!"

Ivna looked at him curiously and promised again.

"It's about a small house. Oh, by the way, this sword is pretty good. What's its name?"

Simon interrupted the topic and took out a silver and dark red sword from the storage bar.

It was obviously an enchanted weapon.

"This one-handed sword is called the Fire Sword, one of the only two treasured weapons in the long narrow castle.

The other is called Meteor, a two-handed sword. Grandpa took it to destroy the bandits in the forest..."

Ivna stared at the sword for a few seconds and introduced it.

"Fire Sword? Is it enchanted with fire? The material is quite special. I can't tell the material. It's not ordinary fine iron..."

Simon looked at the long sword in his hand and couldn't let it go.

"It is said that it is a hundred-forged fine iron mixed with mithril and moonstone, and there are enchantments of fire, hardness and sharpness.

This sword was cast with the help of my mother."

Ivna looked at the Fire Sword eagerly and pouted.

Simon heard the words, nodded slightly, and sighed: "Not bad, it's really beautiful."

As soon as the voice fell, the sword disappeared in his hand.

Ivna also looked away.

"How old are you this year?" Simon looked at her again and smiled.

This girl inherited her mother's good genes very well, and her chest was particularly large.

Just slightly inferior.

"Sixteen years old, you don't look that old." Ivna said crisply.

"Seventeen."

......

"Can you help me get revenge?

You have to avenge me for taking so many things from the Milde family!"

After a moment of silence, Ivna mustered up the courage to say.

"Don't talk nonsense! Your mother agreed at the beginning that as long as I take you away, I can take whatever I want.

As for helping the Milde family to get revenge, it requires additional compensation." Simon sneered and said bluntly.