The story of the black silk female knight

"You humans crave power from dragons just so you can become dragon knights, right? That's what I read in all those knightly adventure novels..."

"You know it's just a novel, Sister Long!"

Valensa was both amused and exasperated.

“A dragon as powerful as you, Sister Dragon, has many other ways to give humans power. There’s no need to sign a contract! For example… um.”

Valensa thought for a moment, then took out her Dragon Fang short sword:

"This is a loot I got from a wild beast warrior, and it's very useful. If you, Sister Dragon, also have similar unwanted body tissue that you could craft into some kind of equipment for me, I would be very satisfied."

Of course, I've heard that your dragon race also possesses a secret technique that can bestow upon humans their own life essence, allowing them to use dragon breath and dragon magic.

"Sister Dragon, if you were willing to give me some of this life essence... hehe, that would be great."

"...You want the life essence of the dragon race?"

This time, however, Dreigan's tone was very strange:

"Then why did you resist Farian just now? Don't you know... the only way for humans to receive the life essence of dragons is to mate with dragons?"

Farian may be a bit lecherous, but he's always very generous when it comes to beautiful women. If you serve him well and sweet-talk him a bit, he definitely won't hesitate to use his life essence to strengthen you.

In fact, as far as I know, there are dozens of human female warriors who have received its life essence.

"Is... like this?"

Valensa was stunned, and somewhat frustrated:

"Then forget it... I don't want to be given life essence by a male dragon in that way, nor do I want to ruin your cultivation, Sister Dragon... It seems that the power of the dragon race is not meant for me."

"...No chance? That's not necessarily true."

Seeing Valensa's dejected expression, Dregran chuckled softly and affectionately patted her shoulder.

“Other dragons may not be able to do anything, but I am the princess of the Fairy Dragon Clan, and currently the only master of secret arts among the dragons. As for solutions… I do have some.”

"Really?"

Valensa was initially surprised, then cautiously asked:

"I hope this method won't put you in a difficult position, Sister Long?"

"No, no."

Dreigan waved her hand casually:

"Although this spell is quite complex and consumes a lot of resources... it's almost equivalent to me forging a Noble Phantasm for you across professions, but compared to making you my dragon knight, it's still much easier."

"Huh~~?"

Valensa seized the opportunity and asked coquettishly:

"Does Sister Dragon really not want me to be your dragon knight? Am I too weak? Or do you not like me at all, and are only being nice to me now to repay a debt of gratitude?"

"No, Sasha, you've misunderstood... or rather, you've guessed the exact wrong thing."

Dreigan quickly explained:

"Those knight adventure novels may seem like nonsense to you, but some of them are actually true... For example, the dragon knight contract is something that only requires both parties to agree, and has nothing to do with strength... Aren't there many novels where the male protagonists who were originally useless and good-for-nothings gradually rise to prominence after they are lucky enough to gain the approval of dragons?"

"Since it has nothing to do with strength, then Sister Long, you really do dislike me?"

Valensa smiled, but her lips were pouting even more.

"You've misunderstood, everyone says it's Little Sasha! I really admire you, how could I possibly dislike you?"

Dreganne also took the opportunity to pinch Valensa's lips, while blushing slightly herself:

"In fact, it's the opposite... I'm afraid of falling in love with you, which is why I don't want to make a contract with you."

Our Fairy Dragon clan's secret practice requires not only maintaining chastity during cultivation, but also avoiding owing favors to others and developing feelings for them... One must be as aloof and solitary as the moon.

"It's because of the secret technique again..."

Valensa sighed, though she had actually guessed it.

"Okay, let's not talk about these discouraging things anymore."

Dregran suppressed the slight blush that had appeared on her cheeks and rather stiffly changed the subject:

"Let's continue talking about power... Little Sasha, do you have any weapons that you're comfortable with? Preferably ones that have been used for a long time, so I can reforge them into something similar to your Noble Phantasm."

"A weapon that I've used for a long time and found easy to use..."

Valensa drew her alloy longsword almost without hesitation:

"Sister Long, what do you think of this sword?"

"This sword..."

Dregran took the alloy longsword, examined it carefully for a few moments, then her eyes lit up, and she gently ran her moonlit fingers along the blade:

"This is very interesting... Although this sword doesn't have any enchantments, the materials used and the forging process are extremely impressive! Even the most skilled master blacksmiths probably couldn't forge this sword without the help of magic... Little Sasha, where did you get this sword?"

"Hmm... I guess it's from another world? I'm not entirely sure, but it definitely started from a very peculiar place."

Valensa thought for a moment and said:

"In short, the technique for forging this sword is completely different from existing forging techniques. Although its physical properties are quite excellent, it has no enchantments... Will this have any impact?"

"Of course not! In fact, this is perfect!"

Dregran said with some excitement:

"The most difficult part of my secret technique actually lies in the original enchantment of the weapon."

Different enchantments can easily conflict with each other, and forcibly overriding them may damage the weapon itself.

Unenchanted weapons are usually made of very ordinary materials and are crafted using very basic techniques, so reforging them with my arcane arts would be a bit too extravagant.

A weapon like yours, Little Sasha, with its outstanding physical properties and no enchantments, is practically the best sword blank in my arcane art!

Now I'm really looking forward to seeing how powerful it will be after it's been reforged into a pseudo-Noble Phantasm!

"...A fake Noble Phantasm?"

Valensa raised an eyebrow; this was the first time she had ever heard of this word.

"It's my own invention... After all, my initial motivation for developing this secret technique was to have a Noble Phantasm like you warrior-type cultivators."

Dreganne smiled and stood up with great enthusiasm:

"Alright, I'm going to get to work now... The whole secret technique will take about three days. During this time, you can stay here with me and rest well. You can also wander around the neighborhood if you want."

Chapter 260 The black stockings were torn by the stick.

Dreigan quickly disappeared into the moonlight with Valenza's alloy longsword.

Valensa didn't stand on ceremony. She first took a good look around the treehouse and found that it was quite large, with four floors, complete with bedrooms, kitchen, and bathrooms. It was a natural luxury hotel.

She tried taking a bath in the bathroom and was surprised to find that the bath water was not pure water, but a clear and slightly sweet plant juice. It was very effective at removing dirt and left her skin with a pleasant fragrance after bathing.

It smelled very similar to the scent Valencia had when she leaned against Dreigan.

After taking a bath and having a good night's sleep, Valensa stepped out of the comfortable treehouse when she saw that Dreigan hadn't returned yet.

Just as she had expected, this was no longer the Misty Mountains, but a giant tree hundreds of meters above the ground, with each branch wider than the streets of the capital of Fran.

This exaggerated plant is clearly not a species that should exist in the western part of the Frenoia continent. Only in the magically abundant environment east of the Misty Mountains could such a large tree grow.

Considering the knowledge about dragons, it's clear that this place must be somewhere in the Witch's Forest.

The Witch Forest is even more dangerous than the Misty Mountains. Radiant-rank monster lords are everywhere. Lighthouse-level monsters that can rule the mountains in the Farron Wilderness are just at the bottom of the food chain in the Witch Forest.

Once she understood this, Valensa immediately stopped running around. At most, she would stretch her limbs and do some daily training outside the treehouse, or simply stay inside the treehouse to eat fruit, take baths, and sleep.

Four days passed like this before Dregran reappeared.

Compared to when she left, the pink-haired, glass-eyed dragon girl looked much more tired, but her eyes were full of excitement.

"Great success, little Sasha."

Dreigan pulled the still somewhat lazy Valensa out of bed and handed her the alloy longsword that seemed unchanged:

"This should be my most successful creation after developing this secret technique... Now, apart from not being a Noble Phantasm, it is almost indistinguishable from a Noble Phantasm."

"...Really? Sister Long is amazing!"

Valensa first praised Dreigan before picking up the alloy longsword and examining it closely.

The sword's shape and weight remain unchanged, presumably to make it easier for Valensa to use.

The blade was noticeably brighter, with a layer of shimmering moonlight flowing around it. When swung, it created sword shadows and light curtain effects, which were very beautiful.

Near the hilt at the base of the blade, there are three crescent-shaped emblems that are faintly glowing.

Even someone like Valensa, with extremely poor magical talent, could clearly sense the rich lunar magic within the crescent-shaped emblem.

Can I try it?

"Of course...come on."

Dreigan quickly pulled Valensa outside the treehouse onto a very thick branch.

"The Mirror of the Moon!"

Then she gently flicked her finger, and a mirror made of moonlight appeared out of thin air, reflecting another image of Valensa.

Click.

Then the mirror shattered, and Valensa stepped out of it. Except for the iron rod she was holding, she was exactly the same as Valensa.

"...Uh, Sister Long, what's wrong?"

Valensa pinched another pair of her own black stockings before asking curiously.

"Didn't you want to test out the new weapon? Then let's have a fight with her."

Dreigan smiled with great interest, then took out a small melon, stepped aside, and ate it while watching:

"This is a clone of you created using a secret technique. Your physical attributes and combat skills are exactly the same as yours. You won't find it so easy to defeat her!"

"Tch... You think you can just create an illusion? Take this sword!"

Valensa curled her lip in disdain and immediately launched an attack on the clone.

But the clone was too familiar with her moves, not only easily deflecting them, but also always finding the weakest point in her moves to launch a fierce counterattack.

After only a dozen or so rounds, Valensa had already been hit several times by her own clone's stick.

She wasn't injured and it didn't hurt much, but it was incredibly embarrassing... Especially with Dreigan watching from the sidelines with a half-smile, Valensa's face burned like fire.

We need to get a little more serious!

Valensa hadn't used any divine magic or mental power; she was purely competing in basic skills. As a result, she was suppressed by the clone, which had the same attributes but better skills.

Unconvinced, Valensa immediately used her mental powers to enhance herself in all aspects, hoping to win quickly by overwhelming her opponent's attributes and regain her pride.

Unexpectedly, the clone's attributes also improved, and it even took advantage of Valensa's psychology, seizing the opportunity to give Valensa a good beating, almost tearing the black stockings on her buttocks with the stick.

"hateful!"

Enraged, Valensa used divine magic this time, and as a result, her clone also began to emit holy light, and beat Valensa up once again.

"...Sister Long, you're bullying me!"

After her perfectly good black pantyhose was completely ripped apart by the stick, Valensa simply stopped resisting, sat down on the spot, and started to act coquettishly towards Dreigan.

"I didn't bully you, it's just that you're stupid, Sasha."

Dreigan had already laughed out loud several times, and seeing Valensa's coquettish manner made her even happier:

"I told you from the beginning that your enemy is a mirror image of yourself, and it will change at any time depending on your abilities."

So if you want to beat it, it's useless to just strengthen yourself... because no matter how much you strengthen yourself, it can copy the strengthening effect.

Besides constantly honing and refining your skills, you must make good use of what it lacks to easily defeat it.

"Make good use of what it doesn't have..."

Valensa finally came to her senses.

She glanced at the alloy longsword in her hand, then at the iron rod in her mirror image's hand, and immediately understood what to do.

Withdrawing all the enhancements from her mental power and divine magic, Valensa focused her mind and communicated with the alloy longsword in her hand, imagining that the sword was a part of her, an extension of her mental power.