The magic lamp in the room exuded a faint light. Xiwei sat on Feiying's small bed and looked around, feeling as if Grandma Liu had entered the large manor.

Theoretically speaking.

This is a serious princess boudoir.

And it was arranged by Feiying herself.

The entire room is composed of light green and pink tones, and the decoration and furniture are also very simple. There is only a dressing table, a floor-to-ceiling mirror, a bed, a few pots of flowers, two magic lamps hanging on the wall, and a

There was a harp with obvious signs of use, and a large sword with a polished blade that shone coldly was leaning next to the harp.

"Are you wondering why my preferred weapon is a sword?"

Fei Ying walked up to Xi Wei with a glass of water.

Then he handed the water glass in his hand to Xiwei.

"Thank you." Xiwei took a sip. It was just the right amount of warmth, just enough to dispel the chill of the night without making people feel too hot.

"I'm really curious."

Xiwei glanced at the bunny-eared girl with her hands behind her back, looking embarrassed, and said softly: "After all, you are so petite... Well, I mean, this big sword is almost taller than you, will it be awkward to hold it?

Too convenient?”

"...Actually it's not bad..."

Feiying lowered her head, a blush gradually spreading on her cheeks.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, but just standing in front of Xiwei felt as if her whole body was on fire. She had never felt this way before. Could it be because Xiwei's breath was too close?

Regarding the issue of the weapon being a big sword.

She didn't care at all before, but this time she became embarrassed. Look at the weapons used by other maids in Winter City, which all fit the characteristics of girls. Staffs, daggers, rapiers... none of them are like hers who hold them every day.

A sword wider than myself?

This matter must be very impressive!

King Winter wouldn't think she was a violent demi-human girl!

I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying...

Xiwei stared blankly at the bunny-eared girl in front of him.

That face is almost as red as a monkey's ass, and the head is starting to get hot. Let me ask you a question, why is the CPU dry-heated?

"Well, if it's not convenient to answer, you don't have to say anything..."

"No, it's not!"

Feiying pinched the corner of her skirt and mustered up the courage to say:

"When I was learning weapons, my master asked me what kind of weapon I wanted to learn. I didn't think much about it at that time. I just wanted to have the power to protect my compatriots, so I asked my master which weapon was the most powerful. He said it was the most powerful weapon.

Sword... So, then I learned the big sword..."

As she spoke, her head lowered.

Her long pink hair almost completely covered her face.

"Do you think I'm a violent girl? Because it seems that only men with big muscles can use heavy weapons like swords..." came the rabbit-eared girl's voice like a mosquito.

Xiwei touched his chin, a little dumbfounded when he heard this. He is not one of those little brats. He has long passed the age of using external characteristics to evaluate a person. It seems that Fei Ying has often been involved in using a big sword.

Being pointed at.

"I'm also good at using big swords. If you're interested, after you come into contact with the curse, you can come and learn from me every day."

The best way to comfort someone is to recognize her. Now that Xiwei is willing to teach Fei Ying the skills of the sword, it is undoubtedly the best recognition.

"Is it really possible?"

Fei Ying raised her head.

The light was ignited again in those big eyes.

"Of course, let's start now. Do you still remember how to lift the curse?"

Fei Ying nodded repeatedly, "I recite it several times every day..." She lightly tapped her lips and said, "You need to soak the fruit of the Demon Eye Tree in the devil's blood to remove the poison, and then you can directly

I took it, but this is a solution for demons..."

"It's okay, you are now a half-succubus."

Xiwei reached out and touched Fei Ying's wings, "Can you fly like a succubus?"

"Okay..." Feiying looked at Xiwei with a worried look, "...don't you feel disgusted? After all, my body is already filled with demon blood, even though I have no choice but to..."

"Not at all."

Xiwei shook his head.

Rather, the setting of the bunny-eared girl with succubus wings is quite cute.

"You know Saraken, it is also a demon, but it is actually very popular in Winterhold, so don't worry."

"But..." Feiying promised.

She felt that there was a clear difference between herself and Saraken.

Saraken seems to be completely unaffected by the demonic energy.

But she was different. Occasionally she would have the urge to wrap her tail around something. Unfortunately, she only had a round rabbit tail and did not grow a slender little tail like a succubus.

"Okay, let's not say so much, let's get started now."

Xiwei took out a bottle of devil's blood from the space ring. This blood came from a Balor fire demon. Even if it was only stored in an ordinary crystal bottle, it was still full of activity after such a long time.

Then, Xiwei poured it into the container that had been prepared in advance. As soon as he poured it out, the blood boiled like magma, and a hot breath spread in the room. At the same time, the boiling blood gradually wriggled into a Barlow inflammation.

The demon's face looks like it opens its mouth and roars, exuding frightening power.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this...it, it's still alive!"

Fei Ying was startled and swooped behind Xi Wei.

"It's just a ray of will that remains."

Xiwei sneered.

He untied the Holy Spirit's horn and put one end into the boiling blood.

Just listen to the remaining will of the Balor Fire Demon let out a piercing cry, and it was instantly purified by the light divinity on the Holy Spirit's horn.

Meanwhile, the place of sleep.

Lewinster sat up from the crystal coffin with a sudden tremor.

"You have taken off the horn now. Are you planning to summon me?"

After muttering a few words, Lewinster quickly arranged his holy clothes, picked up his angel holy sword, and patted his stiff face to keep a loving and kind smile.

As an angel, image is very important.

He is ready to be called.

"...Huh? Why did this brat put the horn back on again?!"

…

"alright."

Xiwei took the fruit of the Magic Eye Tree out of the blood.

The poison in it has been completely absorbed by the blood of the Balor Fire Demon, and the originally purple-red fruit of the Demonic Eye Tree has turned into a pale pink color similar to flesh color after the poison faded away.

All in all, it looks even more uncomfortable.

Xiwei felt that if he was given this thing to eat, he would have to muster a lot of courage.
Chapter completed!