Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End

Chapter 55: The support club strongly condemned!

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"Blood connection? What do you mean?"

"It means it literally, it doesn't matter, I know you have no experience, just follow my guidance."

"..."

What the hell? Experience? guide? Why, why do you listen so...

Roja looked at the girl who was looking at him provocatively with her eyes bent, her face started to flush unconsciously, Noelle held on for a moment, and finally couldn't help but grin.

"Haha, I find that you are also cute sometimes. Don't worry, it won't hurt."

No, the pain is also your pain, right.

Noelle didn’t know what her unintentional words made the knowledgeable Roja think of, but thought that the young man was scared. She reached out to hold Roja’s palm and placed it on the dagger, light on the edge of the blade. With a light stroke, blood poured out of the fingers of the two people at the same time, blending the blades of wings that were dyed red.

The tingling sensation made Roya frowned and did not speak, but soon he realized that something was wrong. He felt a suction from the wound, and the blood flowed more and more, as if he was sucking on the blade.

"This is?"

"It's okay, trust me.

Noelle shook Roja's hand tightly, and the azure blue pupils calmly looked at Roja's golden pupil, making the young man's heart calm down. Seeing this, Miss Angel smiled and closed her eyes while praying. While chanting something, Luo Ya felt a peculiar curse power at the same time.

The birthplace of that strange spell is the blood that the two meet together. As the blood invades the blade, the winged dagger gradually fades away from the darkness and blooms like a dry earth absorbing water, but at this moment an accident occurs. NS.

"Uh!"

Roja, who was curiously observing the dagger, suddenly had a pain in his eyes, and some vague images appeared inexplicably in front of him. They were many fragments, flashing in front of him like an old photo album. He wanted to check it carefully, but Realizing that he couldn't see clearly, the scorching sensation hit his brain, and he couldn't help but shake.

"Roya? What's wrong with you?"

"Hey?"

Noelle's voice remembered by his side, making Roya who seemed to be immersed in another world to wake up suddenly, and the boy and the girl who looked at him curiously looked at each other for a moment.

"...I, I'm fine."

Roja felt his own state and gave an answer, and at the same time began to whisper in his heart.

what's the situation? Cerebral hemorrhage

No, and why is there a phantom? Is it because the recent exercise is too intense and tired

The teenager who tried to explain his state from a scientific point of view shook his head strangely, not sure what was wrong just now, but Noelle, who heard the reply, continued the ceremony.

Nearly five minutes later, Noelle finished his prayer, and the two holding hands separated, and the winged dagger under it was completely different from when it was brought, and the blade was bright and cold.

"Try it, he is yours now."

"What exactly we just did..."

"It's something like an edge-opening ceremony. To use the twelve wings, you must have angel blood and exclusive spells. Our blood is mixed in order to make it recognize you at the same time."

Noelle handed the box to the boy as he spoke. Roja took out the half-meter-long snow-white dagger from it. The weight was very suitable. He waved and asked:

"This kind of treasure must have a special function, what is it?"

"It depends on you."

"What's the meaning?"

"The previous ritual of the winged dagger is not only to recognize the Lord, but also to allow it to nurture extraordinary power from our blood. It is a gift from an angel, a gift that belongs to you only, and others cannot use it. Generally, it will be within a month. Finish."

Exclusive equipment? Personal binding

Roja looked at the short sword in his hand with enthusiasm after listening to Noelle's words. There was a sense of excitement waiting for the draw. Miss Angel did not know when she also took out a short sword, but compared with Roja's snow white It is slightly glowing with golden brilliance, and the decoration is quite gorgeous.

"By the way, thank you for your gift. Although its practicality is limited, I still like the appearance."

Noelle stroked Roya's custom-made birthday gift to her, and the boy smiled helplessly.

Nonsense, this look cost hundreds of gold coins and used three kinds of gems. Who doesn't like it

Luo Ya, who was supposed to be in pain, looked at the national treasure in his hand, his mood changed and he became calmer, and waved his hand generously:

"It's fine if you like it, now we'll even give each other short swords."

Well, the two are cleared, no problem!

Roya added inwardly, but didn't realize that Noelle was stiff when she heard these words. She stared at Roya and opened her mouth. After a long time, her face turned red and said:

"I said you, do you know what it means to send short swords to each other?"

"Huh? What do you mean? Is there any specific meaning?"

"... fool, ask someone to ask."

"Hey?"

"The time to come is not too short. I have something to do afterwards, so please take care of it."

Glancing at the somewhat dumbfounded Roja, the blond lady angel stood up with a blushing face, and seemed to say goodbye a little eagerly, leaving the young man holding a Xueliang dagger at a loss.

"Wh, what's the situation? This feeling of doing something wrong does not mean that?"

Luo Ya glanced at the treasure in his hand, feeling both innocent and confused, and hurriedly called in the servant who was waiting outside.

"Anna, come here, what do you mean by sending short swords to each other?"

"Send short swords to each other? Ah, are you talking about that custom?"

"custom?"

"Yes, all year round in the army or the knight family often give a short sword as a confession. If they agree, they will return one, which means that the two are in agreement... But now there are very few such families that follow the ancient tradition. Rings, earrings and other accessories are popular nowadays, eh? Master, what do you have?"

The president of the Roya x Alisa Support Club, Anna, stared at the dagger in the hands of her young master, and the atmosphere all over her body suddenly became heavy. She was expressionless for a while, and then smiled.

"Master, you are still recovering from your wounds. It's not good to move your weapons around. Can you tell me where the dagger in your hand comes from?"

"Uh, this, this..."

Feeling the inexplicable oppression, Luo Ya stiffly smiled, and suddenly felt that something could not be said. His eyes fluttered:

"Yes, it was from Prince Kain!"

"... That's it, then please be careful not to get scratched. You can call me anytime if you have anything to do."

Anna said so and left the room, the door closed, the maid's smile disappeared and her face sank, and her heart screamed.

Miss Alisa, it's not good! The vixen stole the house!

Master, the ghost of the heart!