Dear Broom Knight

Lowry himself felt that he was quite similar, so it was normal to have this suspicion.

But this did not prevent him from disliking the Night Goddess's paranoia.

Especially since she unscrupulously and secretly pushed those people to attack Lowry just because of suspicion.

The reason why the Rainwater Goddess's incident happened in Lowry's territory must also have something to do with her methods.

But Lowry couldn't directly explain these things... For his mother, he couldn't.

His performance from childhood was too special.

Lowry didn't know what his reaction would be if one day his mother suspected his identity because of some rumors.

At least he only seemed crazy now.

He didn't want to really go crazy.

Mrs. Yagris knew that Lowry was precocious since he was a child, knew that he had a mentor who taught him some unknown knowledge, and even brought him a somewhat crazy artifact fragment, and could even understand Lowry's choice to be willful and reckless because of certain things... But the premise of all this was that Lowry was just her child.

If she really suspected that Lowry might be another Kyle, Mrs. Yagris...

Lowry felt suffocated even thinking about it.

In fact, he also knew that Mrs. Yagris would not be easily deceived and still had some confidence in the child she raised... After all, Lowry had always been Lowry.

But, he did have a guilty conscience.

So, he was timid.

Lowry would rather hide these melancholy in his heart than test the heart of the person he cared about most.

He really hated the Night Goddess.

But the only thing he could do was to hope that Selene and Shar could meet this composite of the two of them.

Occasionally, Lowry felt a little pitiful and ridiculous.

But even if he had demonic thoughts, he didn't have the courage and determination to eradicate them at the moment.

As expected, people are most sober when they are advising others.

Lowry glanced at Ceska, the female knight was still thinking hard.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked curiously.

Now that things have reached this point, what else can they do besides responding to changes?

Anyway, if these adventurers insisted on seeking skin with the tiger, Lowry was also prepared with complete countermeasures.

Although the shadow hidden in the dark was huge enough, the matter itself was nothing, as long as it was handled properly, it could probably be resolved in the Qingfeng Valley.

"I just don't understand, why is it always Qingfeng Territory?" Ceska shook her head, "Isn't the matter on Hamilton's side important?"

"Worldly matters have worldly solutions," Lowry narrowed his eyes, "What the gods value is, of course, something else."

Ceska glanced at the baron who was full of nonsense and didn't say anything else... It seemed that the baron knew what he was doing, so she didn't need to say anything more.

"Do you need to send someone to support Qingfeng Valley?" she changed the subject, "Although we know what's going on and have been fishing.

But knowing that someone is trying to attack Qingfeng Valley, the castle doesn't react at all, which seems strange."

"Do you want to go?" Lowry pointed out her key point.

"Not me," Ceska said seriously, "Taylor has reached the age where he should see more blood."

Although Taylor had seen blood, he mostly hunted beasts and magical creatures of the ice dog level, and only two human lives.

Ceska herself didn't have much experience.

However, the baron relied on his strength and skills to keep all enemies out... And they couldn't even touch the edges of the enemies who could enter the castle.

Mar and Komran had solved a considerable number of enemies because of their location on the border.

Only Taylor was too optimistic.

He was very sensitive, but this was completely different from the sense of crisis that was forced out and the calmness after getting used to the blood.

Their four siblings used to demand of themselves to keep up with the baron's rhythm and not let their strength fall behind too much.

But now, with Valera in front, they no longer needed to chase so hard... Even if it was hard, Valera had to hold on first.

Then it was natural to make up for the obvious shortcomings.

No matter how these adventure groups chose, the number of enemies entering Qingfeng Valley would definitely not be small.

The only difference was the origin of the enemies.

Therefore, Ceska hoped that Taylor would participate in the battle there... At the very least, he could kill enemies without hesitation, even if the other party was old, young, or a pitiful beauty.

Lowry thought for a while and agreed: "Let him go!"

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"I want to go too!" Bobo stretched his mouth, biting Taylor's arm tightly, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

"Don't~ Don't~ Bobo~ Put down my armor, your teeth!! Ah ah ah! How many times have I told you! Bite the cloak, not the armor!" Taylor howled miserably.

Bobo was unmoved, but Weiss, who was squatting aside watching the excitement, opened his mouth with a smile: "That won't work, you don't care about the cloak, you don't feel bad even if it's broken.

If there are a few more holes in the armor, you will have to cry."

Bobo bit harder.

Taylor heard the sound of the armor plate trembling in his teeth: "Ah ah ah~ Bobo! Is this a question of whether I can take you away?

Without the lord's order, I don't dare!"

"Then take him with you!" Lowry's faint voice appeared in their ears, "Weiss can go if he wants to."

"Eh~" Weiss turned his head to look at the castle in surprise, "Is our stupid dad back?"

Bobo was also sluggish for a few seconds, and used a little force on his mouth.

"Ah~~ Don't ah! Bobo!"

With a muffled sound, Taylor screamed.

Bobo quickly let go.

One dragon and one person looked at the arm guard at the same time.

Fortunately, although there was an obvious tooth mark, the armor itself was fine.

"It's okay, there will be no trace after ten and a half days," Bobo hypocritically comforted Taylor, who wanted to cry but had no tears.

Taylor's armor was a good thing that Lowry personally crafted, not only could it automatically repair, but even used sealing techniques in terms of attributes.

For example, the current Taylor, whose strength was insufficient, the armor could only increase his stamina by two points and strength by one point.

But if he reached level 11, it would double.

In theory, level 16 could add one point each, but Lowry himself couldn't be sure if he could do it at that time.

After all, when he made these armors, he was only level 12, so he could only ensure that the ideas below level 12 could be completed normally.

And although the protection power could not be changed, it added an order shield that could add resistance based on the user's strength points.

Every 5 points of strength could increase resistance by +2, and magic resistance by +15.

Although this was very similar to game points, alchemy was originally the science in a fantasy world that determined the naturally existing power in the form of data.

Although the benchmarks of each world may be different, basically a standard point can be set.

Even each alchemist can set a set of his own standards.

Because there was a teacher, Lowry's settings were basically the mainstream standards of this world.

What made him embarrassed was not how to put these alchemy spells on the armor, but... the materials that could make these ideas come true.

This kind of material that could automatically recover, even if Lowry had a special 'supplier', he didn't have much.

Even if Lowry could use other ordinary materials with similar strength and flexibility to experiment at the beginning, there would still be mistakes when he started making it.

Alchemy was the product of equivalent exchange.

The failed materials would definitely be completely finished, and Lowry really completed it with a worried heart in the end.

This was much more painful than his past calculations to save paint and drawing paper.

Therefore, apart from their four great knights, even Valera and Charles didn't have it.

Although Lowry could support these knights' determination to fight bravely for their knightly path, he couldn't let the people he watched grow up rush out like this.

Therefore, he tried his best to provide the best things he could take out.

This was not only for the safety of the knights, but also for himself... Only in this way, if they really had an accident one day, Lowry could not regret it.

After all, he had it, and he could do it.

Of course, Taylor, who got this treasure, also cherished it very much.

Although he wouldn't not use it, he would personally wipe the armor clean with cotton cloth after taking it off.

This high-level magical item could resonate with the owner's heart.

If there was enough love, it could even make them resonate with certain laws and show different colors.

This was not a myth.

Knights and armor, knights and weapons, knights and their horses... Well~ there were precedents.

Therefore, no one cared about Taylor's caution.

Anyway, even if the armor had a spirit, it generally wouldn't be because it was taken care of too well, it was because it felt the owner's fighting will that it could resonate.

They were born to fight and would only wake up for fighting.

But enough love didn't seem to be completely meaningless, so Lowry let Taylor toss around.

Otherwise, Bobo wouldn't be able to use the armor to threaten Taylor. They, who were often thrown together with Taylor for training, knew best how much Taylor cherished his armor.

This was also what Weiss didn't understand the most... What's wrong with giving his armor a claw by accident? Wouldn't it grow back after a few sleeps!

Did he need to scream so miserably!

If they hadn't grown up together since childhood, he wouldn't be used to such fragile humans.

But since things had come to this, Weiss would definitely make the best use of everything.

Now, didn't it satisfy him, um, and Bobo's thoughts?

He was really fed up with the days of fighting big geese!

The key was that he still had to be chased and killed by a group of geese... Lowry didn't let them kill those leading geese.

But if he didn't take tough measures, those geese wouldn't understand what awe was!

But... goose eggs were so delicious!

Weiss couldn't help but lick his lips: "Bobo, let's go steal goose eggs!"