Bayle’s fingers paused slightly, and he decisively rewound a little bit.
Looking at the content on the screen, he chuckled: “Found it at last.” The very next moment, Ms.
Herta’s voice rang out from behind him.
“What did you find?” Bayle turned around and saw Ms.
Herta sitting on The Scepter, holding a longsword in her hand.
Seeing Bayle look over, she threw the sword directly at him.
“Alright, go ahead and test this sword.
Let me see what you’ve dug up.” Bayle blinked.
A longsword that looked extraordinary was thrown over by Ms.
Herta along with its scabbard; just by looking at its appearance, one could tell it was remarkable.
“For me?” He gripped the hilt and drew it slightly; a flash of cold light appeared.
The blade was narrow and long, exuding a biting chill that seemed to absorb the surrounding light.
“Test how it feels.” Ms.
Herta had already sat down in front of the console and ordered without turning her head, her fingers tapping rapidly on the virtual keyboard.
Bayle turned his wrist slightly and performed a sword flourish directly.
The movement was a bit stiff, but smoother than he had imagined.
He tried injecting a trace of Nihility power, and the sword hummed, the star map patterns on it suddenly lighting up with a dark, dim glow.
The Fourth Mirror stared at this scene in astonishment.
“What!
Ms.
Herta actually gave you this sword?
No…
you can actually wield this sword?” Bayle was having fun too.
“Does this sword have a significant background?
It’s actually quite easy to use.” The Fourth Mirror huffed and puffed, refusing to speak of the sword’s origin: “Hmph…
you’re really getting a bargain.
If Ms.
Herta didn’t have no use for it, how would it ever be your turn…
Forget it, no, that doesn’t count!” Bayle laughed.
“Then why don’t you come and take it?” The Fourth Mirror, unable to beat Bayle, huffed and went to face the wall in contemplation.
[Yo, it actually suits him well!] [Ms.
Herta has a sharp eye; this sword is clearly no ordinary item.] [Bayle’s stance…
has he practiced before?
Didn’t he say he was just an ordinary college student?
What kind of ordinary person knows how to handle a sword?] [Only a fool would believe him.
Just wait and see, I think there are more surprises to come.] [But does this count as owing a favor?] Bayle also felt that this was a good sword, but…
a favor?
He was currently afraid of not owing favors; after all, relationships are built on owed favors.
“Amphoreus?
The one you mentioned?” Ms.
Herta rested her chin on her hand and thought for a moment, then directly activated the Simulated Universe and engaged the supercomputer to start calculating the specific location of Amphoreus.
“Yes.” Bayle walked over, and looking at the dense data and code in front of Ms.
Herta, he suddenly felt a bit overwhelmed.
“Emmm…
is there any useful information?” Ms.
Herta gave a hum of acknowledgment.
“Yes, what Amphoreus is hiding is more interesting than I imagined.
Go find somewhere cool to stay, or if not, let The Fourth Mirror play with you for a while.” Bayle blinked.
Fine, in front of a Genius Society member, he really couldn’t help much.
“Alright, thank you for the sword.
I won’t disturb you.” She turned to Bayle, her gaze falling on the longsword in his hand.
Seeing that the longsword was quite obedient, she asked directly: “How does the sword feel to use?” “Very comfortable.” Bayle answered truthfully; this sword really felt like it had been tailor-made for him.
Ms.
Herta chuckled.
It was the first time someone had said this sword felt comfortable to use.
“It’s called [silent star], I’m lending it to you for the time being.” Ms.
Herta’s tone was casual, as indifferent as if she had just lent out a pen.
“Of course, if you can completely tame this sword, I can give it to you.” Bayle raised an eyebrow: “That generous?
Then I’ll definitely try my best to tame this sword.” Ms.
Herta waved her hand, already preparing to shoo him away.
Research by the Genius Society requires a quiet space.
…
Consequently, when The Fourth Mirror and Bayle were kicked out of Ms.
Herta’s laboratory together, The Fourth Mirror broke down.
“Unfair!!!
Why was I kicked out too?
This isn’t scientific!
I am Ms.
Herta’s most, most, most, most, most favorite mirror!” “Oh, I must be dreaming, right?
Everything will be fine after I wake up…
Hey?
Where are you going?” Leaving Ms.
Herta’s secret base, the direct path led to Ms.
Herta’s room.
How could Bayle stay here?
He definitely had to go out.
The Fourth Mirror didn’t know where it was appropriate to go, so it just followed Bayle on a whim.
All the way, it floated along, nagging Bayle in his ear incessantly; it was so noisy.
“Woof~ Woof woof!” [Translation: You broken mirror are too noisy, shut up already!] “Woof woof woof~?” [Translation: Who are you, guy?
Get lost, this road is opened by me.
If you want to pass, leave some toll money.] [Did you hear that?
Bayle, pay up!] Bayle: “…” Have these barrages finally gone crazy?
They even started translating dog language.
And Bayle felt that the accuracy rate of this translation was a whopping 0%.
So high, yup, that’s right.
“Peppy!
You can’t bark randomly!” Asta appeared from some small corner, crouched on the ground, and earnestly [warned] Peppy.
Peppy tilted its head, not quite understanding Asta’s words.
Asta stood up, looked at Bayle, then looked at the mirror beside Bayle, instantly recognizing that it was Ms.
Herta’s mirror!
Her eyes brightened, and she asked cautiously: “Um…
Mr.
Bayle, are you finished with Ms.
Herta’s business?” Bayle gave a hum of acknowledgment.
“Not exactly.
Ms.
Herta is a bit busy; she’ll probably stay in her room for a while longer, so don’t go disturb her.” The Fourth Mirror also chimed in: “That’s right!
The respected Ms.
Herta is engrossed in her greatest research!
Do not disturb her for anything!” “What experiment?” Asta asked instinctively.
The Fourth Mirror paused; it actually wasn’t too sure about that.
It had just been busy bickering with Bayle, and it really didn’t know what exactly was going on.
“This…
this…
how can Ms.
Herta’s research be spoken of casually?
Even if I told you about her project, you wouldn’t understand, so I won’t say anything.” Hearing The Fourth Mirror say this, Asta was a bit conflicted.
“Then…
even if Ruan Mei is here, should I not notify Ms.
Herta?” “Ruan Mei?” Genius Society #81, Ruan Mei.
Bayle had just been about to pet Peppy, but upon hearing that name, he immediately lost the desire to play.
“Why is she here?” Asta shook her head.
“Ruan Mei is currently in her laboratory; do you really not need to go and tell Ms.
Herta?”