Charlotte took the box, still finding it hard to believe. "Your father can forge a Saint Rank Supernatural Weapon in just half an hour? That's simply unbelievable."
Willomar Stars smiled faintly. "How could that be possible?"
Charlotte's expression shifted slightly, and a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in him.
Seeing the change in his expression, Willomar Stars knew he had misunderstood and said with a smile, "As far as I know, even a Saint Rank Alchemist, with abundant materials, needs at least two years and six months to forge a Saint Rank Supernatural Weapon."
"That Saint Rank Supernatural Weapon is now in Count Brittany's possession. It is a Saint Rank supernatural short spear."
Charlotte was slightly surprised. He truly had not expected Anne's father to possess a Saint Rank Supernatural Weapon.
Charlotte calmed down a little. He could see that Willomar Stars was full of confidence and did not seem to be trying to deceive him. Since the man was right in front of him, even if he tried something, Charlotte could "adapt to the situation."
Although High-Order Alchemists held exalted status, their combat abilities were generally mediocre. It was not as though Charlotte could not simply stab him to death with one sword.
Willomar Stars had no idea Charlotte harbored such malicious thoughts, but he knew Charlotte's patience had probably reached its limit. With a chuckle, he revealed the answer. "You know that we and the Byronians fought an unprecedented war in Ferlanden. Both sides deployed dozens of Saint Ranks, and several Saint Ranks have already fallen."
Charlotte nodded slightly. Willomar Stars continued, "Count Galanod killed a Saint Rank vampire Transcendence and destroyed that person's weapon as well. He found the weapon quite interesting, so he entrusted it to the Stars for restoration."
Charlotte had not expected that after