Cloudy Nights ~

67

Y/n pov

I woke up in the lab. Shit I worked all night. Someone kept a cup of tea on my desk "Morning brat! And here is a parcel for you. It has a Drawf's Royal seal." Oh it's the old man. "THankS! And What's the time?" I asked yawning.

"5 in the morning. You really worked all night. Look at those black circles under you eyes. What in the world are you working on anyway-" He chocked on his words after seeing my Blueprints and my work.

I am working on 2 things firstly making a glove-like artifact which can combine my all affinity in one weapon without breaking my sword. Unfortunately my sword broke late time I used all my affinity at ones. But Luckily my crimson sword is still safe. It's too perfect so I don't want to break it.

Secondly it is something like a weapon which I used in my previous life. Both are too complicated since I don't know how much magic should I put in it. In my past life there weren't something like deviants so it more difficult. In past life my ki pool was quiet big. If I were to take part in duels I would have definitely won most of them. But I chose to stick by his side heh~

I even ended up making few dummy drawing for my training but I doubt they will be any use but oh well whatever.

"Are you planning on destroying the continent or what?! And what's in the parcel?" He shouted. "Well I asked my old man for few tips on my plant magic and he asked an lance. She seemed to be kind enough to give me tips. And some goodie to eat. And if I wanted to destroy why would the royal family ask me for being a lance-" I shouted and then realised what I said.

"So you really are a crazy strong freak? If that's the case then why are you here and not helping the council with their work?" He asked. "I don't think I am capable enough to take the responsibility of being a lance. And there is something wrong too. By the way what do you mean by crazy strong freak old ass?" I Stated quite irritated by his question. I am seriously not a morning person.