I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 43 Black Thorn Spear

Lilith rolled her eyes at Lancelot and said: "Since it is a war gun, of course I use it to fight."

【You seem to be teasing me】

Lancelot lowered his head and looked at the finger-thick gun in his hand, then raised his head and saw the girl's face was serious, and she always felt that she was not very smart.

[This thing is obviously an IQ tax. How is it different from LV’s steel balls? 】

The boy held the silver rod between his thumb and forefinger and asked, "Okay, how exactly do you use this war gun?"

"Actually, I don't know much about this." Lilith smiled awkwardly after hearing this, and then said: "I'm not a warrior, so of course I don't know how to use it."

Lancelot was dumbfounded by the other party's reasons. The girl seemed not to understand what he meant.

Such a "battle gun" the size of a fork might not even be able to pierce the bark of the tree next to the two of them.

"Then where did you get it?" Lancelot sighed helplessly.

"This was a birthday present from Aunt Gloria when I was five years old."

[It turned out to be a birthday gift...] Lancelot understood it as soon as he heard it.

From side to side, this thing looks like a silver pendant. It is nothing more than a broken toy used to make children happy.

"Wait a minute." The boy suddenly reacted and immediately asked: "Lilith, you just said, who gave this to you as a gift?"

"Aunt Gloria, do you know her?" The girl noticed something.

"It's not that I heard wrong, how could I know him, hahaha." Lancelot shook his head quickly. Fortunately, he responded in time.

[Why did Gloria give this little thing to Lilith as a gift and lie to her that it was a weapon?] Lancelot couldn't help but wonder about this.

Not only does this silver stick feel rough to the touch, but its surface is also dull and dull, looking like it's stained with a layer of soot.

No one might pick up this kind of thing if it falls on the road. It is obviously too perfunctory to use it as a birthday gift for my niece.

"Your aunt said this was a war gun?"

Lilith shook her head when she heard this, and said with a serious face: "No, it was Uncle Caesar who called it 'it'. Several times he wanted to exchange amethysts and sapphires with me, but I refused.

Already."

When Lancelot heard the word Caesar, a surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart, and his face became a little ugly.

Lilith did not notice the strange expression on the other side and continued to explain: "Later, I took it and ran to ask Aunt Carol. She told me that it was a very rare weapon and asked me to keep it well."

"How is this possible?" After hearing what the other party said, Lancelot picked up the silver rod and looked at it carefully, but still couldn't see anything special.

"When I grew up, I found a record of it in a book in the wizard's library." Lilith recalled the contents of the book.

"This war gun is called the "Black Thorn Spear". The illustrations in the book are many times larger than it, and the texture is more detailed."

Lilith frowned when she said this: "However, the strange thing is that the origin of the battle gun and the name of the original owner are not stated in the book."

"Okay." Lancelot was dubious about Lilith's statement, and then asked: "Since you are not willing to exchange it for gems, why are you willing to give it to me?"

"Because you promised to help me find my mother." Lilith smiled, "Your current strength is far from enough. This war gun can help you grow faster."

【This guy still remembers those words.】

Lancelot lowered his head and looked at the gun in his hand, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

The reason why he agreed to help Lilith find her mother was because he wanted to use Lilith's status to quickly establish a foothold in this strange city.

Lilith's mother died at the hands of her sister Gloria three years ago.

He is not a god, so how can he bring people back to life?

"Thank you, Lilith, I will definitely use it well." Lancelot held the war gun tightly in his hand and bowed deeply to Lilith.

"Huh, now Uncle Caesar will never bother me about this matter again." Lilith curled her lips and complained: "You don't know, sometimes he is quite annoying."

"But Lilith, how can I make it return to normal size? Just like the one you saw in the book?" This was the question he wanted to know the most.

"The length described in the book seems to be two meters." Lilith shook her head and said, "I'm not sure about this either. Anyway, it belongs to you. Of course, you have to solve this problem yourself."

"Okay." Lancelot nodded helplessly and put the finger-sized war gun into his pocket.

"Lancelot, what are you doing?" Lilith saw the boy put it into his pocket and immediately stopped him.

Lancelot looked confused: "What's wrong?"

"You just put it in your pocket so casually? What if it accidentally drops or is stolen?"

Lilith said angrily that she felt the boy didn't take her gift seriously.

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Lancelot suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "If I don't put it in my pocket, will I swallow it in my stomach?"

This time it was Lilith's turn to be speechless.

"I mean, you could use magic to put it somewhere safe."

[Is there such an operation?] Lancelot thought to himself, and then confessed to Lilith the fact that he had no magic at all.

"Never learned magic?" Lilith's face was full of disbelief. She asked dubiously: "Are you serious?"

Lancelot shook his head firmly after hearing this.

"Okay." The girl waved her hand helplessly. Now that the matter was over, she had no choice but to teach Lancelot how to use space magic.

"Concentrate and read along with me."

"er!"

"or!"

"Wrong, read it to me again."

"er!"

"er!"

"Come again!"

"er!"

"er!"

"It's still wrong! Lancelot, what's going on with you?" Lilith was obviously a little angry.

It was a very simple mantra, but the boy could not learn it.

"Sorry Lilith, I didn't mean to..." Lancelot was sweating profusely at this time, and chanting spells was very difficult for a beginner like him.

The spell is indeed very short, but it is extremely convoluted, and the pronunciation is somewhat similar to the French in the previous life.

[mmp, where is the heaven-defying talent you promised? 】

No matter how many times he repeated the spell, he couldn't get it right, and Lancelot suddenly felt like a retard.

"er!"

"ar!"

"..."

"..."

At this moment, the two looked at each other and found that they had the same speechless expression on each other's faces.

"Lancelot, are you trying to trick me on purpose?"

(End of chapter)