Using every possible means belongs to this.
This kind of thing happened in the academy where Licinius studied.
Fortunately, he had a concubine since he was a child.
When others are afraid to fall in love because of male ketone.
Li Xini has been taking a nap every day lying on Noren's thighs covered with black stockings.
"That's how my family is. I'm used to it."
Li Xini shrugged: "What does the eldest daughter of the Xavier family look like?"
Lucimia shook her head, her elegant golden ponytails swaying: "I don't know, no one has ever seen her true appearance. But for your safety, you must not agree to this marriage!"
However, the young lady suddenly thought that the marriages of nobles were often beyond their control.
If Licinius is unable to fight against his family, then he must come to their aid.
As for what method to use...
Lucimia suddenly had a bold idea, but she didn't know if it would work.
When she returns, she will have to investigate the Valerius family thoroughly.
Look at what they have done to the boy in front of them.
"Seconded… "
Noren said expressionlessly: "None of them are good people. We can't agree to them."
As the saying goes, those who are involved are often confused, while those who are not involved can see things more clearly.
As an outsider, Tria enjoyed the show very much.
"Noren grew up with the captain, so his heart must have been tied to him. Moreover, the two of them slept in the same bed, so they must have had an affair.
As for Luciemia, she is the hardest bone to chew in the capital. She is stubborn and doesn't respond to any soft or hard words. She doesn't even give face to His Majesty, but she is so warm to the captain? "
She murmured, "Your Majesty has bet on the right person. Not only does he possess the forbidden knowledge of black magic, but he is also popular with girls. If he can hook up with Luciemia, he can hook up with the Bureau..."
In the political situation of the empire, the Governing Bureau has always been a neutral party.
I don't know how many people tried to pursue this darling of the Barron family and reached out to the Administration Bureau.
As a result, this young lady had extremely high standards and ignored everyone.
Until I met the captain.
Tsk, interesting.
While watching the show, Tria kept reminding herself to cheer up and protect the captain.
It is well known that Miss Lucimia hates the dark arts the most.
What would happen if she knew that the captain was a user of black magic!
"Speaking of which, Miss Lucimia, what do you want to talk to me about so late at night?"
Li Xini asked curiously: "Shouldn't you be interrogating the prisoner now?"
It would be bad if Noren misunderstood this.
I just gained some favorability from my mistress today, and I plan to exchange it for a lap pillow tonight.
Luciemia coughed dryly: "Well, the prisoner is still being rescued..."
Li Xini's eyes twitched, and he turned to look at the girl with a gloomy face beside him.
Nollen had a gloomy face, lowered his head and clenched his delicate fists.
There seemed to be tremendous power brewing in the slightly white joints.
Well, she's still furious about the engagement.
"But in any case, the black magic riot has finally produced some preliminary results. The entire city of Roma has been placed under martial law, and the hunt for the dark elf girl is on. I believe there will be results soon."
Luciemia said solemnly, "Thank you for all this, Master Licinius."
Li Xini felt a little guilty: "Hahaha, you are so polite."
He couldn't say that he had already captured the prisoner and had basically succeeded in persuading him to surrender.
"Do you remember what I said last time?"
Lucimia smiled and said, "I'll thank you."
Li Xini took a look at the woman's figure, her elegantly swirling golden ponytails, her delicate and proud face, her slender collarbone, her full and perky breasts, her slim waist and long legs.
Well, although you are not a little fox, I can accept your gratitude.
Lucimia took out the wooden box in her hand and said word by word: "A holy relic!"
Tria was pouring water, but her hand shook and the cup almost fell.
Noren raised his head with a suspicious look.
Licinius' eyes widened. "Holy...holy relics? Are you sure?"
He has traveled through time and space until now, but he has not come into contact with any holy relics.
There's nothing I can do about it, it's because my family members are unreliable.
Although the Valerius family has holy relics, the number is definitely not large.
Novia and Ailei should each have one.
My father should have at least three of them.
The rest is unknown.
"Of course, this is a holy relic that has been passed down in the Barron family for fifty-seven years, the Ouroboros."
Lucimia opened the wooden box and saw a rusty iron whip coiled inside, with the tip and the handle touching each other. It looked like a snake covered with black scales and holding its tail in its mouth.
Even though Licinius had no magical talent, he confirmed at this moment that it was a holy relic.
Because just a moment ago, he seemed to see a snake raise its eyes and glance at him.
This thing seems like a living thing!
"In addition to being able to change its length freely and protect or attack the enemy on its own, the Ouroboros' greatest feature is that it can cause additional damage to the enemy it hits based on the owner's personality. For example, burns, frostbite, paralysis, etc., which vary from person to person."
Lucimia paused and said, "And it has no side effects on the user."
Licinius thought that it was indeed a powerful relic.
Even ordinary people can use this thing, and its combat power will directly increase to a higher level.
"But there are conditions for using the holy relic. The condition for Ouroboros to be contained is simple: a heart of justice. If you have a heart of justice, you can conquer its soul and make it recognize you."
Luciemia said expectantly, "Master Licinius, do you want to try it?"
"Ah, this..."
Licinius raised his eyebrows. He probably didn't have a sense of justice.
He is an unawakened demon king, and a user of black magic.
At the same time, half a head popped out from the shadow in the corner of the room.
Jasmine came out from the shadows with disheveled hair and stared at the boy in the candlelight.
Not everyone can use the Barron family's relics.
If this young man truly possesses a heart of justice, then he is indeed qualified to control the Ouroboros.
The relic was given by the eldest lady, which can be regarded as an olive branch. Being able to recruit such a crime-solving genius into the command bureau is good news for the entire department.
Besides, they are all our own people, so it’s not like the relics are given away in vain.
But if not, it proves that the young lady has chosen the wrong person.
"Master Licinius?" Lucimia asked tentatively.
"ah… "
Licinius came back to his senses.
"What's wrong with you?" Lucimia asked.
"Nothing, just give it a try."
"What shall I do?" Licinius asked.
Lucimia smiled and said, "Just put your hand on it and try to touch it."
The next moment, the boy's right hand fell on the Ouroboros.
For a moment, the pitch-black iron whip curled up, as if a black snake raised its head.
In the darkness, a pair of cold eyes were staring at the young man.
An invisible and intangible spirit invaded the boy's eyes.
However, at that moment, the Ouroboros suddenly began to tremble wildly.
It was as if he was letting out a silent roar of pain!
Jasmine was watching in the corner and was surprised.
Relics have souls.
As a fifth-level warlock, she could clearly feel the panic coming from the Ouroboros.
It seemed to be saying: "Save me, save me..."
Chapter 44 Licinius: The Ouroboros is harming me!
In the dark, the soul of the Ouroboros let out a terrified hiss!
The moment it peeked into the boy's soul, it seemed to fall into an endless abyss.
Who is Licinius? He may be the only person in the world who can deal with gods safely. His head is full of forbidden knowledge. He has faced evil gods many times and even communicated with them.
His soul had long been polluted into an indescribable evil.
It's really not something that anyone can spy on.
With a click…
The Ouroboros trembled violently, and the rust peeled off bit by bit, revealing a bright silver-white color.
"What the hell?"
Licinius was surprised: "What's going on?"
He didn't know whether this was a success or a failure.
Lucimia's eyes widened: "Wait a minute, silver, silver-white?"
In the shadows in the corner, Jasmine was stunned.
Her shock was not without reason.
Holy relics are different from magical tools. They cannot be mass-produced because their appearance must meet a specific condition, which is the soul of a warlock who is at least level five or above.
Usually, a holy relic is formed when a senior warlock dies and his soul fragments merge into an object or magical tool from his lifetime, causing unspeakable changes.
This is essentially a naturally occurring alchemy, the mechanism of which has yet to be discovered.
The Ouroboros was the weapon used by a fifth-level composite warlock during his lifetime.
This warlock hates evil and can convey his emotions through physical contact, making his enemies feel extremely uncomfortable. His weapon is a rare iron whip made of undead metal.
Therefore, the holy relic Ouroboros was created.
If you want to gain its recognition, you must have a heart of justice.
If no one recognizes it, the Ouroboros will be covered with rust. If it encounters a barely qualified human, the rust will gradually peel off, revealing a dark metallic color.
If you have justice in your heart and dare to fight for your own persistence and beliefs, then it will respond to your will, and after the rust peels off, it will reveal the color of bronze.
According to legend, when the Ouroboros encounters the embodiment of justice and righteousness, it will be influenced by its noble moral qualities and restore the undead metal to its original form, pure and flawless silver-white!
At that time, Miss Luciemia also tried to gain Ouroboros's approval.