My bloodline is so eager to improve.

The quality of the Spectral Blue Incarnation Corpse you gave me was quite good; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to achieve this level of quality.

However, the ability to fully unleash the potential of materials is itself a skill of an alchemist, right?

Otto smiled helplessly and did not refute.

He knew that although Wu Na had a childlike mentality, she was indeed reliable in doing things.

The sword's first characteristic was enough to surprise him.

"Oh, right, this sword has a second characteristic."

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Una quickly touched the sapphire on the hilt of the sword with her fingertip.

"Do you see this sapphire?"

It contains several runes that form a powerful magic array.

One of them was a Rune of Lune that I obtained from Michael, named Impact.

When mentioning Maika's name, Una's tone unconsciously carried a hint of respect.

Maika is the leader of the Dragonbreaker squad and Una's sworn brother. On the eve of the squad's disbandment, he gave Una the opportunity to access the Rune Compendium, allowing her to delve into the ancient and mysterious power of the runes.

It was at that time that Una obtained her own unique Rune, which she is now using on this Soul-Capturing Sword.

"The moment you activate the miniature magic circle within this sapphire, it can unleash a mental shock at the same time you cast a combat technique."

As Wu Na spoke, her expression became more serious.

"From my observation, you have very few means of attacking the mental and spiritual realms, which can make up for your weakness."

Also, deal with those opponents who can't be handled by physical or elemental damage.

For example, certain spiritual beings, or mages with exceptionally strong spiritual power.

As she spoke, she gestured with her hands, as if demonstrating the trajectory of some kind of attack, which even looked somewhat endearing and comical.

"I call it the melancholy stinger."

With this, you can achieve two effects with a single use of a combat skill. Isn't that a fantastic design?

Otto looked down at the sapphire and lightly touched its cool surface with his fingertips.

A faint but distinct magical wave emanated from the gemstone, like some dormant power responding to his touch.

He had to admit that Una's considerations were indeed thorough.

His fighting style leans towards physical and elemental confrontations, lacking effective means of attack at the mental and spiritual levels.

The existence of the Melancholy Sting undoubtedly gives him an extra trump card when facing formidable enemies.

"However, what I am most proud of is the third characteristic."

Wu Na's voice suddenly lowered a few decibels, and the smug look on her face was replaced by an almost solemn expression.

Her gaze was fixed intently on Otto's eyes.

"The materials you provided are good, which gives me enough room to work with them."

The third characteristic of the Soul-Sucking Sword is that once you kill an enemy, you can absorb a portion of their life force and soul energy.

That's where its name comes from.

Otto's pupils contracted slightly.

The power of this feature is undeniable.

In battle, if each enemy killed allows one to recover their own life force and soul energy, it means that their ability to continue fighting will achieve a qualitative leap.

Especially when facing enemy groups, this vampiric characteristic makes him almost a never-ending war machine.

But what Una said next instantly cooled the excitement that had just risen in his heart.

At this moment, Una's expression was more serious than ever before. She even reached out and grabbed Otto's sleeve, giving him instructions word by word.

"The spiritual power generated by this life force and soul energy must never be refined and integrated into your soul; it should only be used as a replenishment during battle."

Each person is an independent individual, and their vitality and spirit are unique.

Forcibly absorbing the power of others and integrating it into one's own origin can easily disrupt one's own aura.

The final result is either self-destruction or becoming a madman, their soul possessed by the memories and personalities of others.

Upon hearing this, Otto finally understood the origin of the sword's name.

However, it is indeed rare to obtain an alchemical weapon with three properties, so Otto naturally wouldn't throw it away. He would just pay more attention to it during battles.

Just as he was about to continue discussing the precautions regarding the sword with Una, a new prompt suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Your Agility attribute +1 (temporary)

Otto paused for a moment, then brandished his longsword.

The sword blade sliced ​​through the air with a crisp hum, the movement much quicker than he had anticipated.

He was somewhat surprised to find that the sword actually increased his agility attribute.

Although this was only a temporary effect of the weapon, it still greatly benefited Otto.

It's important to understand that in battle, even the slightest improvement can mean the difference between life and death.

Seeing that Otto had already noticed something, Una's expression became even more smug.

She crossed her arms and held her chin high.

"I asked a friend to find me a very high-grade alchemy blueprint, and I incorporated some rare materials."

You should now feel an increase in your Agility attribute; hopefully, this will be helpful.

“Very useful.”

"Ms. Una's alchemy is the best in the world!"

"That's right, you should praise me more!"

Una beamed with joy upon hearing Otto's praise, but the next second, her expression suddenly changed, revealing a sly smile.

"However, we still need to talk about the price."

Otto's heart skipped a beat; he had a bad feeling.

"Although I don't intend to charge you for your work, now that you've changed your weapon, could you please hand over that black sword to me?"

She was very curious about the craftsman's skills, which she did not know at all.

The forging technique of that black sword was extremely special. Although she could not see any strange characteristics or find any trace of rare materials left on it, this black sword was able to withstand the attack of a paladin, which was really interesting.

As a mage, Una had an almost instinctive curiosity about this unknown technology.

Upon hearing this, Otto hesitated for a moment before shaking his head and rejecting Una.

"This sword was a gift from my elders, a kind of talisman, and I cannot give it away casually."

The black sword was forged by Zane and handed to him by Lance when he left his hometown.

The sword itself may not be much, but it carries the hopes and blessings of the elders and is one of the few connections between Otto and Lot Village.

For him, the sword meant much more than just a weapon; it was a real blessing.

Hearing this, Wu Na was not surprised.

She could tell that although Otto was more mature than he appeared, he was a very family-oriented person at heart.

Such a person would naturally not easily part with items that carry memories.

"Alright, alright, you stingy guy."

Wu Na pouted and waved her hand dismissively, feigning displeasure.

"Then forget it. When you have the chance to go to Academy City in the future, you'll have to do hard labor for me as compensation for my wounded heart."

As she spoke, she exaggeratedly clutched her chest, making it look like her heart was breaking.

Otto couldn't help but laugh out loud at her antics, and the slight guilt he felt for refusing her dissipated considerably.

Una breathed a sigh of relief and let the matter drop.

However, when the price of the sword came up, she suddenly revealed a mischievous smile.

"By the way, I estimate that this sword is worth at least 120,000 gold Thorns."

Una spoke slowly, while observing Otto's changing expressions.

"If you have to pay half the price to Tessa, you're in for a rough time."

"Young guard, should I lie about a price to help you fob off that girl?"

Faced with Una's invitation to 'team up', Otto was stunned for a moment, but ultimately gave up the idea.

He didn't want to deceive Tessa on this matter.

Tessa left without giving any instructions, which showed her absolute trust in Otto.

Otto did not want to betray this trust.

Besides, he already has a lot of debt, so adding a little more won't make a difference.

As the saying goes, having a lot of debt doesn't mean you're burdened.

It's just that there's one more creditor.

Otto figured that Tessa, that rich girl, wouldn't go so far as to travel all the way back to the North to demand that he pay her back, would she?

Just as Otto was pondering how to reply to Tessa, a rustling sound came from deep within the forest.

Then, Maeve pushed aside the bushes, patted her belly contentedly, and slowly walked out.

A lazy smile played on her lips, making her look like an old cat that had just finished a meal.

"Oh dear, have you finished talking?"

Maeve yawned and said casually.

"I've also finished dealing with my problem."

Otto, it's time to resolve the last problem between us.

The mount you ordered has been completed.

As Maeve spoke, she took out a strange object from her spatial pocket.

It was a huge coffin.

The coffin was made entirely of a silvery-white metal, with intricate necromantic runes carved on its surface. The runes were dazzling in the morning sunlight, as if countless tiny silver snakes and insects were crawling on the coffin walls.

Each of the four corners of the coffin was inlaid with a dark red gemstone, and liquid seemed to be slowly flowing inside the gemstone, emitting a faint heat.

The coffin exuded a heavy aura of death, yet beneath this aura, a faint pulse of life could be felt, creating a contradictory feeling that was extremely unsettling.

Clearly, the horse Otto ordered was sleeping in this coffin.

“Your 魂懿诲e ah.”

Maeve patted the coffin lid, making a muffled thud.

"With Wu Na and I working together, the quality of this finished product is excellent."

Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that you're Roxanne's family, I wouldn't have bothered with material of this caliber.

As Maeve announced this, the coffin lid slowly slid open to one side, making a low, mechanical grinding sound.

A chilling aura emanated from the coffin, causing Otto to unconsciously furrow his brow.

Inside the coffin lay a strange warhorse, its body entirely scarlet.

Otto moved closer and carefully observed the warhorse.

It was nearly half again as tall as an ordinary warhorse, with its shoulder height almost reaching the top of Otto's head.

Its entire body is covered with a layer of dark red keratinous scales, which are tightly arranged together and shimmer with a ruby-like luster in the morning light, seemingly enhancing its defensive capabilities.

But what's truly chilling is that certain parts of this warhorse are hollowed out!

The scales do not completely cover the sides of the ribs, below the neck, and at the joints of the limbs, revealing the cold, mechanical structure inside.

Those intricate metal components are fused with flesh and blood in a way that defies biological common sense, as if they were a monster formed by the fusion of machinery and flesh!

But what's most eye-catching is its mane.