The story of the black silk female knight

It's not hard to see from this that Valensa is still different from a true Radiant Rank.

"As long as you've had your fun."

Valensa rolled her eyes at Fran, then tugged at her sweat-soaked stockings, put her fingers to her nose and smelled them, immediately showing a look of disgust.

"Let's go take a bath together first."

Although her stomach was protesting, Valensa couldn't stand the smell on her body.

"Hmm, you're sweating a lot."

Fran didn't seem to mind Valensa's strong scent. She quickly walked over to Valensa, giving her a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Did I make things difficult for you? I'm so sorry... My breakthrough came a bit suddenly this time, and I kept thinking about causing some trouble or picking a fight. But there haven't been any cults causing trouble these past few days, and Sister Rika and Sister Sila have both been very busy."

"I understand, I understand, it's okay..."

Valensa smiled and comforted Fran.

She could understand Fran's feelings. It was like when you finally collect a set of powerful equipment in an online game and get a huge boost, you always want to find a few big monsters to fight.

But in reality, there are no dungeons where you can practice grinding anytime. Fran could only vent her excitement by cutting stones in the training ground, while also adapting to her greatly increased strength and speed, until Valensa took the initiative to come to her and give her a proper fight.

After greeting the clergy who had been watching them, the two went to the bathroom together, intending to take a nice bath first.

Valensa quickly and naturally removed her armor, skirt, shirt, and black stockings, then eagerly entered the water, smiling as she stared at Fran.

Fran, who was a step behind, stomped her foot in annoyance, her face flushed, but she slowly took off her combat uniform, walked into the water and sat down next to Valensa.

No sooner had Fran sat down than Valensa grabbed her ankle and examined her delicate foot.

"You...what are you doing?"

Fran blushed even more and poked Valensa angrily with her finger.

"It's nothing. I'm just curious about the changes before and after advancing to the Radiant Rank, so I'm observing and studying them."

Valensa was very serious. She not only examined Fran's little feet more carefully, but also touched the entire foot with her hands, not even missing the spaces between her toes:

"Yes, the skin is indeed much smoother, but its toughness is much higher... Although it feels as smooth and soft as silk, it is actually more resistant to punctures and cuts than most metals."

"After all, he has advanced to the Radiant Rank."

Seeing that Valensa wasn't doing anything strange and seemed to genuinely just studying, Fran breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"However, this is also related to the fact that I am a vampire... I heard that different intelligent life forms have different improvements after entering the Radiant Rank. For us vampires, the biggest improvements are in strength, speed, and physical strength. I heard that the ancient vampires could also gain resistance to sunlight after advancing to the Radiant Rank, but we new generation are not afraid of sunlight from birth, so I don't feel anything in this regard."

“Hmm, I’ve heard about these things too… It seems that humans have the most balanced advancement? I wonder what it will be like for me, a half-evil god, to advance to the Radiant Rank. I haven’t been able to find any relevant records,” Valensa sighed.

"This is also impossible."

Fran shrugged:

“Evil gods are invaders from outside the world. From a standpoint of perspective, they are even more hostile than natural disasters and monsters. Normally, they should fight to the death with us the moment they meet... Evil gods like your mother who can genuinely fall in love with humans are extremely rare.”

"Who can argue with that? I really don't know what kind of charm my simple-minded father had when he was young that allowed him to marry the beautiful but evil goddess who was supposed to devour the world..."

Valensa also remarked with a hint of complaint, then asked:

"By the way, how did you suddenly break through to the Shining Rank? Last time I came to see you, didn't you say you were still adjusting your mindset and preparing?"

"...Because this was indeed an unexpected event, and it's actually related to you."

When Valensa asked this, Fran's expression immediately became very strange.

"Is this still related to me?"

Valensa became even more curious. She leisurely splashed water on herself to wash, while looking at Fran with her bright, azure eyes:

"what happened?"

Do you remember the last time you came to see me?

Fran stretched against the edge of the bathtub and, without waiting for Valensa's reply, continued:

"Back then, you came to me asking for blood rich in magical essence, but I had received a mission to wipe out a bandit gang suspected of colluding with a cult. So before I left, I bit your neck hard and sucked a lot of your blood."

"Yes, I remember it very well."

Valensa touched her neck as she spoke, and said with a wry smile:

"You even made me faint from blood loss."

"I'm sorry... Your blood tastes so good, and I was a bit angry at the time, so I couldn't control myself."

Fran quickly stuck out her tongue and apologized to Valensa, then said:

"But no one expected that that feast would force me to break through ahead of schedule."

"You broke through to the next level because you drank too much of my blood?"

Valensa frowned, somewhat puzzled:

"That can't be right... My blood is indeed delicious and highly nutritious for dark creatures, but at most it will make you overflow with magic power. It shouldn't have the effect of helping you break through to the Radiant Rank, right? After all, the Radiant Rank is a watershed in the level of life. It would be normal for a Pearl to break through to the Lighthouse."

"Yes, you're right. Your blood alone isn't enough for me to break through directly, but there are other coincidences later on."

Fran shrugs:

"I'm going to wipe out that band of mountain bandits who are suspected of colluding with a cult, right? Those bandits are indeed colluding with a cult, trying to use the cult's power to gain more wealth and women... Can you guess which cult they're colluding with?"

"Since it's related to my blood, it must be a cult connected to me... Ah!"

Valensa suddenly stood up from the water with a splash, excitedly rushing to Fran and grabbing her shoulder:

"You encountered members of the Abyss Spirit Society?"

"Yes, he is indeed a priest of the Abyss Spirit Society, but he is the only one."

Fran gently patted Valensa's wrist, signaling Valensa not to rush.

"He was in that bandit's lair at the time, and I caught him on the spot with a team of paladins... He tricked the bandits into capturing a lot of innocent people, seemingly planning to sacrifice them."

"Then he must have failed, right?"

Valensa calmed down and sat back down in the water next to Fran.

"Hmm... We've managed to rescue all the innocent civilians who were arrested."

Fran's expression was somewhat helpless:

"But while we were rescuing people, that guy secretly killed all the bandits who were begging him to find a way to save their lives. He used the lives and souls of those bandits to forcibly initiate a sacrifice, hoping to temporarily obtain the power of the evil god to repel us. Unexpectedly, an accident occurred."

"What accident?" Valensa asked curiously.

"...Didn't I drink a lot of your blood before I set off? Your blood is a great tonic for us vampires. I couldn't digest so much blood in a short time, so I used our vampire innate ability to temporarily store it in my body, just like you humans store grain in granaries."

Fran's tone was even more helpless:

"Who would have thought that I would run into the priest of the Abyss Spirit Society... At that time, because I had a lot of your blood stored in my body, the sacrificial spell seemed to have mistaken me for you. The lives and souls of the bandits were transformed into extremely pure energy by the sacrificial spell, and then that energy was forcibly poured into my body."

I'm just a lowly vampire, how could I withstand the sacrifice of the evil god... That energy almost burst my body, and the blood of yours in my body even showed signs of developing its own consciousness after receiving the sacrificial energy.

I was terrified... The worst-case scenario in that situation was that your blood, after being sacrificed within me, would become a new evil god-like being, then kill me and break free.

"Uh...is my blood really that dangerous?"

Valensa was stunned.

Even though she knew that Fran could still bathe with her and that everything would be alright, she couldn't help but ask nervously:

"What then?"

"At first, I wanted to use divine magic to suppress the power of the sacrifice."

Fran sighed:

"But I couldn't suppress it at all... Just when I felt like my body was about to burst from the sacrificial power, I suddenly remembered some of the things you said when you were trying to fool me."

When did I lie to you?

Valensa quickly offered a defense:

"How could someone as honest and trustworthy as me lie to you?"

"Humph."

Fran didn't argue with Valensa, she just rolled her eyes at her and continued her story:

"When you first tricked me into drinking your blood, you told me that it's better to guide than to suppress. Forcibly suppressing anything will only lead to a violent outburst in the end; only proper guidance and venting can bring it under control."

After thinking about all this, I stopped fighting against the power of sacrifice and instead actively absorbed it, using that pure power to break through the final bottleneck in my advancement to the Radiant Rank.

Fortunately, I was already in a state where I could break through at any time, so the process went relatively smoothly.

More importantly, although I haven't reached the Radiant Rank yet, I've already been exposed to a lot of knowledge that only Radiant Rank members can master... such as how to forge treasures.

To prevent your blood from giving rise to consciousness within me before I did, while absorbing the power of sacrifice to break through my limits, I also used your blood as the primary material to forge a Noble Phantasm within me…emmm.”

Fran patted her chest, a hint of lingering fear in her voice, as she recounted the incident.

"In short, the situation was extremely dangerous at the time, but fortunately, thanks to the goddess's blessing, the final result was a narrow escape... I not only successfully broke through to the Radiant Rank, but also obtained a powerful Noble Phantasm."

"That was definitely too risky, but there probably wasn't any other good option at the time, right?"

Valensa sighed in agreement, then asked curiously:

"So your Noble Phantasm was forged with my blood?"

"Well, that's it."

Fran nodded, extended her hand, palm up.

The fair palm turned red, and blood gushed out like a fountain. The blood quickly shaped itself in mid-air and eventually transformed into a blood-red spear about twice the height of Fran.

Fran generously let Valensa take a look, and Valensa didn't stand on ceremony, directly reaching out and grasping the blood-red spear.

It feels smooth and cool to the touch, and you can barely feel its weight when you pick it up. There's just a strange chill in it, which makes the water in the bathtub suddenly feel much colder.

Valensa aimed the tip of her spear at the edge of the bathtub and, with barely any effort, pushed it lightly. The crimson spear sliced ​​through the tile without any resistance.

“What a sharp spear… no, it doesn’t seem to rely on its sharpness.”

Valensa was about to sigh when she keenly noticed something strange about the crack in the tile.

Normally, no matter how powerful the tool used to cut a tile, some tile dust will always be scattered around the cut.

Especially since the tile Valensa cut was inside the bathtub, surrounded by clear bathwater, the tile powder should have been even more noticeable.

But in fact, not a single piece of tile dust fell... as if the crack in the tile wasn't pierced by a sharp spear, but rather eaten up by something.

"Hmm, it seems you have a good understanding of the characteristics of your blood."

Fran smiled and nodded, then stuck out her tongue:

"This gun can easily pierce any defense, making it a sure-kill weapon... but it doesn't rely on sharpness, but on the all-consuming nature of you gluttonous evil gods. I specifically found several shields known for their sturdiness in the warehouse to test the gun, but none of them could withstand a single blow from it... The sister in charge of the warehouse even scolded me for this."

"Hehe, as expected of a treasure weapon known with my blood, it's really powerful."

Valensa, quite pleased with herself, puffed out her chest and swayed a couple of times, then asked:

"Does this gun have a name now?"

"Not yet... I've been struggling with this for the past couple of days. I've thought of several names, but none of them feel quite right... They're either too common or not cool enough."

Fran shook her head in slight distress, then her eyes lit up:

“Yeah, since this gun is made from your blood, how about you name it? Although you often come up with pretty cliché names, you can occasionally come up with some interesting new words.”

"Okay, then I'll think of a name for it."

Valensa didn't stand on ceremony and began to ponder, gently rubbing the gun barrel with her hand.

She closed her eyes for a moment, then stared at Fran for a closer look, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"The blood-red spear used by the petite vampire girl..."

Muttering to herself, Valensa suddenly gave a somewhat strange smile:

"How about... we name this gun Gungnir? Gungnir the Sharpshooter."

"Gungnir?"

Fran repeated the name twice in a low voice, somewhat puzzled:

"The name does sound nice, but what does it mean? You didn't just come up with four random syllables and put them together on the spot, did you?"

"Of course not, it's actually a language from another world."