Mystique:Demon Hunter

On the Future Ship, Gawain woke up in his room from a state where his head was lowered and his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

He opened his eyes and was about to stand up when he was startled by a figure sitting on the window sill of the room.

"Madam, it is a bad behavior to break into someone else's room without knocking." Gawain said helplessly.

"Where did you go just now?" Bernadette was indifferent to his dissatisfaction and asked in a calm tone.

"Just now? I have been sitting here just now." Gawain was shocked, and then said without changing his expression.

He was very confident in Mr. Fool's ability to attract people, and thought that Huang Beibei would not be able to detect anything.

After all, in the original work, when the poet classmate participated in the Tarot Club, Pales, who was possessed in his body, could not detect much abnormality and only thought that he had gone to someone else's dream.

"No, I can feel that you weren't here just now." Bernadette didn't let him get away with it and said stubbornly.

She had actually been here for a while. She had nothing to do and planned to chat with Gawain again to see if she could get some information about her father.

But as soon as she arrived, she found that Gawain was sitting on a chair with his head down and his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping, so she did not disturb him, but sat on the window sill and waited quietly.

At first, she thought that Gawain was simply too tired and fell asleep while sitting in the chair.

But after observing carefully for a while, Bernadette discovered that although Gawain didn't look too abnormal, his consciousness seemed to have left his body.

This made her curious. After all, as we all know, the entire warrior path basically has nothing to do with those wonderful and weird methods. As a "fighter", it is impossible for Gawain to have any means to separate his consciousness from the body.

After using his voyeuristic eyes to observe the skull of an unknown creature in his hand and the gorgeous sword on the table,

Bernadette also confirmed that these two magical items did not have the ability to separate Gawain's consciousness from the body.

Therefore, she became curious about this strange phenomenon. After confirming that Gawain was not in any danger, she planned to sit here and wait for him to wake up, and then ask him for details to satisfy her curiosity.

Gawain saw that things were not easy to deal with, so he started talking nonsense and spouting nonsense:

"Ahem, ma'am, it's like this. In our hometown, there is a way of cultivation called Shenyou Taixu, so I just..."

The expression on Bernadette's face hidden by the veil could not be seen clearly. A pair of blue eyes looked at him quietly without saying a word.

As he talked, Gawain gradually couldn't speak anymore under the pressure brought by these eyes.

"Madam, it's not good for you to stare straight at me like this." Gao Wen lowered his head slightly to avoid Huang Beibei's gaze and said awkwardly.

"When I was little, once my father thought I was annoying and didn't want to play with me, he would start fooling me like you do now." Bernadette's tone was calm, and no emotion could be heard.

Gawain:……

Huang Tao is such a fool. He has used up all kinds of tricks. This is completely not giving the younger generations of time travelers a way to survive, he cursed secretly in his heart.

"You must be blaming my father in your heart now for not leaving a way for people like you, right?" Bernadette asked softly.

"Poor Tom, he was manipulated by her." Gawain said this inexplicably in his heart.

He felt that he could not talk or fight in front of Huang Beibei, and could not take any advantage at all.

Especially since Huang Beibei was raised by Huang Tao, she has seen many of the tricks of time travellers.

Moreover, she has lived for more than a hundred years and can be said to be a veritable old demon, er, young demon. Gawain feels that he and she are not rivals of the same rank at all.

So he had to look at his nose with his eyes, his nose at his heart, his lips tightly closed, and he did not dare to say another word.

Seeing that he remained silent, Bernadette knew that this matter was probably quite involved and she couldn't get anything out of her if she asked, so she had no choice but to change the subject.

"Did you design the style of your sword yourself? It looks pretty good."

Seeing that Huang Beibei took the initiative to change the topic and did not press any further, Gao Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked up Salamani from the table, nodded and said:

"This sword was made from a blueprint I drew and then was made by a blacksmith."

Bernadette did not ask the blacksmith how to create magical items.

Because she knew that compared to other secrets about this person, the ability to create magical items could only be said to be nothing.

She pointed at Salamaini and asked curiously:

"But why should the blade of this sword be separated? In this case, the strength of the sword body should be reduced a lot."

"Because this sword was originally composed of two one-handed swords, it has this shape." Gawain explained.

"But this one is obviously not like this, so it is actually a replica of a sword. Did you make it like this to commemorate your world?" Bernadette asked thoughtfully.

"Well... you can put it this way. The prototype of this sword has gone through many legendary stories, and it can switch back and forth between the two-handed sword form and the two one-handed sword form.

"Unfortunately, there is no way to realize this kind of thing now, so it is just a piece of work that I use to entertain myself." Gawain said with some regret.

After all, the biggest difference between Salamani and other legendary weapons in World of Warcraft is that it can break chopsticks.

When the two-handed sword form cannot defeat the enemy, break the chopsticks and instantly switch from weapon combat to violent combat.

Then he yells in the name of something, and rushes forward to engage in a ping-pong-pong fight with the enemy. That would be a beautiful thing.

Although all those who have done this have died in battle, it still does not hinder Gawain's obsession with breaking chopsticks. After all, this is a man's romance.

"In other words, this sword has a prototype in your world, and it can also switch between a two-handed sword and a one-handed sword?" Bernadette asked, stroking the sword gently.

"Yes." Gawain nodded and said with regret.

"My father, does he know about this sword?" Bernadette asked in a soft voice.

"You should know." Gawain replied.

Huang Tao was only in his twenties or thirties before time travel. Even if he had never played World of Warcraft, he had always heard of it.

"I can help you transform this sword to make it closer to its prototype." Bernadette pondered for a moment and said softly.

Gawain was stunned for a moment, and then asked excitedly:

"So, ma'am, what's the price?"

"The price is that you are not allowed to fool around with my questions. If you can't tell me, you can remain silent, but you can't be perfunctory or deceive."

"Okay madam, I will follow your instructions."