"Who did?" Sir Powen squealed and then hurried down to Hana. "Magic is not allowed action in the competition area. Already said, didn't you hear?"Tom also ran to Mon's side and asked her, but he was worried about Hana. This feeling of misery made Tom awkward.Hana was still staring at the sword lying on the stone floor, the sun shining directly on it, making the black color even more recognizable. Jackson bent down, wanting to pick up the sword but was stopped by Hana."No, Jackson," Hana said coldly. "It's still in the process of being finalized. "The outer shell will gradually be separated and wait and see soon it will glow in the sunlight,"Tom sarcastically said, "Kidding each other. The Nad smelter is already broken; where does it get the heat to eliminate impurities and reconcile the final material? Useless, you didn't make a joke. It's best to be prepared to be my servant,"Hana glared at Tom with a cold gaze, "There's no rule that nad pot break is that I'm disqualified. Only
"Stop trying to look, Danko," Sir Powen said when he saw Professor Danko trying to look at the sword in Jackson's hand. "You won't understand why it's so glowing,""Shut up, Powen," Professor Danko shouted angrily. "I want to look anywhere and you can't manage it,"Sir Powen didn't notice Professor Danko's words; he turned to ask Jackson, "How, boy? Do you feel it?"Jackson's eyes were glued to the sword in his hand; in addition to the comfort, he felt the soul's movement inside the sword. However, that soul forever did not accept his control. Two times, Jackson used consciousness to connect with it but was rejected. For swords with souls like this, it is impossible to use violence for coercion. Once consciousness exists, it has the right to decide who its owner is. And unfortunately, that person is not Jackson."Yes, Sir Powen. It's in there, a strong soul," Jackson said.Sir Powen exclaimed happily, "So will he accept you. Ahh, I mean you're going to be its master?"Jackson looked o
The stone remained silent; it did not show the score results like the other contestants. Hana's heart was pounding, it 980 points was not a high score. And Mon likely has a chance to win. If that happened, Hana wouldn't be able to get Blue.Professor Danko shouted in delight, "What are you waiting for? Quickly bring another stone, O.Renci. We'll know soon who's going to win this competition,"Sir Powen hated Professor Danko's attitude and said, "What is the hurry? Wasn't Hana the same earlier? Maybe a little bit more, the stone will give results. What's the point of being so frantic,""Damn Old Powen. Don't get into other people's affairs; you are a dam," Professor Danko squealed angrily.To end their quarrel, Professor Norma said, "Another stone will bring immediately. And have to bother Mon to take on the challenge again,"Mon's smile returned to her usual gentleness, and she said softly, "I'm fine, Professor."Hana's hand was suddenly covered in warmth from another hand. Extended s
Hana proceeded to where the Blue pot was located, and she finally succeeded in winning it. Hana felt Zeci's arousal as it rubbed its horns against her hand repeatedly. Hana peacefully walked through the protective ring and stood in front of the Blue pot. Hana reached out and gently touched the mouth of the pot as a habit. The feeling of both familiarity and comfort suddenly hit. Hana was puzzled; this was the first time she had touched the Blue pot. Why is it so familiar?Hana caught the Blue pot to answer her question and wanted to know to feel familiar where is from. Hana felt like she had used it before. So familiar that Hana could tell right at the mouth of the pot there was a slight scratch. Hana carefully looked around the pot, and she noticed traces of scales. Hana immediately thought of the mermaid's tears. Perhaps this pot used to belong to that person, but Hana is the one who now owns the mermaid tears. It accurately explains the sense of familiarity.Seeing Hana standing on
Thank you party will be held tonight in the great hall of Scott Hall. Each long row of tables is covered with colorful foods. A whole large courtyard was filled with Nad pots. On each row of tables were long rows of candles of all colors glowing. The ants dressed in suits with blue bevels rehearsed for tonight's chorus. The mouth spiders constantly screamed at the dragonflies to bring more food and to fill the wine jugs with water.Miss Danel was busy at this time. She's remodeling every step of the way for tonight's performance team. Sometimes she would squeal that she was busy and ask her students to listen attentively. Noria, dressed in a tail suit, looked extremely elegant. His job is to monitor the spiders and dragonflies, so they do not dare to be lazy. He would pull all the silk if he found out the spiders had left the wrong food or drink. An extremely bustling scene is just waiting for the evening time to arrive.Hana returned to the dorm to get some things ready. She sat sadl
"Hana," Jackson whispered, his gaze fixed on her beautiful face.Hana's eyes filled with sweetness, and she looked at Jackson expectantly. She was waiting for Jackson's following sentence. Until the Valse dance sounded again, Jackson's hands tightened around Hana's waist. His footsteps moved slowly and guided her to every rhythm. Hana had been in such close contact with Jackson for the first time. Her lips pressed close to Jackson's, Hana struggled to suppress the urge to knead and bite it."You like the dress?" Jackson asked suddenly."It's beautiful," Hana replied shyly."You're beautiful too, Hana," Jackson said cordially.Hana was about to ask, "So will you like me?" But she still didn't have the courage. She feared Jackson's answer wasn't what she wanted. Unfortunately, Hana had let that fear take over her mind, so she missed the best moment to test their love. Hana still moved gently in Jackson's footsteps. The two immersed themselves in their world without knowing that everyone
Jackson stood silently, looking at the locked door in front of him. The arm that had been hesitating whether to knock or not dropped. Pausing for a moment, Jackson left. His silhouette faded and mingled with the blackness of the night.Hana was emptying the ingredients from her pocket. The Blue smelter pot is placed on the table. She uses a small scale to calculate the weight of each type of material. Hana set a handful of pink beads aside; then she picked up a handful of dragon skin on the scales. One by one, the ingredients were divided into small handfuls and carefully put aside. Worn appeared to be joking and dancing next to the Blue pot.Zeci lazily lay in Hana's arms, occasionally not forgetting to eat some of the ingredients it liked, such as nectar. Hana put her hand over her eyes and caught ten mermaid tears. After completing the material classification, she carefully placed it on the scale to ensure the ingredients' quantity was consistent with each other. Hana snapped her h
Hana and the little girl stared at each other. Zeci crawled onto Hana's arm, the petite girl flying in front of Hana and seriously assessing her. After a while, the little girl yawned languidly for an hour and wanted to go to her sleeping place to continue sleeping."Go ahead, Hana," Zeci said. "If there's no reason to wake up, it'll go back to sleep, and it'll be hard to wake him up again."Hana quickly reached out, grabbed the girl's little blue wings, and pulled them towards her. Hana slowly turned the girl to face her again. The little girl didn't protest to Hana, obediently leaving Hana to grab her wings."You're Blue's soul?" Hana asked.The little girl nodded, "I'm Blue,""I'm Blue's new owner," Hana continued.The little girl didn't react at all to Hana's affirmative statement. That made Hana uneasy; she repeated, "I'm Blue's new master,""But you're not my master," the little girl replied."Didn't you just say you were Blue?" Hana asked arrogantly.The girl's little face flas