"Uh... this reason is impeccable." Crassus's lips twitched slightly. He looked up at Logo's calm expression and was momentarily unsure whether his boss was joking or had really thought of it.
What neither the man nor the tiger noticed was that after Logo uttered the word "money," the elder, who was leisurely drinking beside him, almost spat out his wine, and a very strange look appeared in his eyes.
That old man was actually eavesdropping.
With his cultivation level Mid-Rank Demigod, Logo and Crassus naturally couldn't detect him.
"Greetings, Grand Elder!"
Grand Duke Lieyuan, accompanied by six other Duke, arrived before Logo and the others immediately and bowed to the Grand Elder.
The Grand Elder waved his hand helplessly, telling them not to stand on ceremony. But as the Grand Duke Lieyuan and the others were about to leave, he suddenly spoke up, "Qiya, it's been a long time since we've spoken. How about you keep me company for a chat?"
The girl turned around, her clear and pretty face devoid of any emotion. She nodded slowly, as if she were a wooden doll, and sat down next to the Grand Elder.
Grand Duke Lieyuan didn't think much of it when he saw this. Everyone in the Royal Court knew that Qiya's master was the Seventh Elder of the Night Watchers, and that he had a life-and-death bond with the First Elder.
Therefore, the Grand Elder can also be considered Qiya's elder.
"How have you been lately? How's your health been? Has the internal fire still caused you any backlash?"
After Qiya sat down, the Grand Elder asked with concern, not bothering to hide his voice, so Logo, who was standing next to her, heard it clearly. His eyes flickered slightly as he recalled the rumors circulating in the Royal Court.
"The Holy Serpent Pendant Master brought back for me from the Planet Veyin is very effective. During this time, the primordial fire within my body has remained relatively stable, and I am fine. Thank you for your concern, Elder." Qiya said softly, her voice clear and melodious, like pearls falling on a jade plate.
Upon hearing this, the Grand Elder seemed relieved. "That's good. Once you've completely digested this primordial inner fire, you should be able to reach the Epic Tier Three, right?"
"Hmm!" Qiya nodded slightly, pursed her lips, and a complex look flashed in her clear eyes, as if she didn't want to talk about this topic too much.
The Grand Elder noticed this and said no more. Instead, he changed the subject, pointing at Logo, "Do you know this kid?"
Qiya turned her head, her gaze fixed on Logo's face, then nodded slightly, "I know him."
"And you? Do you know her?" The elder then looked at Logo.
Logo frowned slightly, glancing at the Grand Elder with some suspicion. He felt that this old man, who was pretending to be young, was behaving rather strangely, but he still managed a smile. "Miss Qiya, I am naturally aware of that. Seeing you today, you are indeed as dashing and heroic as the rumors say."
"Well, since you two know each other, why don't you chat? Young people, it's never a bad thing to communicate more, especially for you, Qiya. You're always either in seclusion, cultivating, or fighting on the battlefield. You don't even have many friends. This won't do. What if you develop a mental illness from bottling it all up?" The First Elder spoke at length like a nagging woman, then stood up, went to Logo's side, and gestured with his lip.
Logo was taken aback, unsure of what the Grand Elder meant, but since the other party was several ranks higher, he didn't say much and switched places with him, sitting next to Qiya.
Before the two could react to the switch of positions, the other two became uncomfortable.
First was Caesar. He had originally been sitting with Logo, but now he was right next to the Grand Elder. Under the latter's ambiguous gaze, cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he subtly moved his seat further away.
Caesar strongly suspected that the Grand Elder had switched seats with Logo in order to continue his revenge against him.
As for the other person, it's Qiya.
This White Wolf Duke, although he is already a hundred years old, is really lacking in social skills. To put it simply, he is a bit autistic and likes to stay alone.
I hardly say a word to strangers, let alone sit so close together. It feels like ants are crawling all over me, making me very uncomfortable.
Logo didn't care. He had been thinking about how to strike up a conversation with the White Wolf Duke, but now he had done it all in one go.
"Logo Campbell, Honorary Earl of the Royal Court, it's a pleasure to meet you, Your Duke." Logo smiled faintly and extended his palm.
Qiya stiffened, looked down at Logo's outstretched hand, and exuded an aura of resistance.
Logo's senses were incredibly sharp; upon seeing this scene, numerous thoughts flashed through his mind. "It seems the rumors from the Royal Court were true; this White Wolf Duke is indeed very cold-blooded."
Since the other person didn't want physical contact, Logo naturally wouldn't force them. He smiled slightly, withdrew his hand, and showed no embarrassment whatsoever.
Seeing this, Qiya breathed a slight sigh of relief, and her gaze towards Logo softened a bit.
Although this gentleness is almost negligible.
"I wonder what Your Duke prefers to be addressed? Would you like to be called Miss Qiya, or..." Logo asked.
"Just call me Qiya."
A melodious voice reached his ears, and a slight ripple appeared in Logo's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
His gaze shifted to the silver spear behind Qiya, and he chuckled, "A five-star Legend quality weapon is indeed rare. What's even more remarkable is that it was carved from a single piece of Radiant Star Stone, complemented by 15 Rune Array. The person who forged this spear is truly a master."
"You... know a lot about weapon forging?" A hint of curiosity flickered in Qiya's originally cold eyes.
She originally didn't want to pay attention to the boy in front of her, but weapon forging was one of her few hobbies. Although Qiya personality had been worn down to an extremely cold state due to her background, she was not a cold machine and had feelings too.
So, Qiya couldn't help but speak up.
Logo's lips curled slightly, then quickly disappeared. He raised his right hand, a flash of golden-blue light appeared, and then transformed into a deep flame, gently swaying on his fingertips.
"Have you forgotten that I am an alchemist?"
"An alchemist..." Qiya murmured, "But... how could you describe the structure of the Silver Star Spear in such detail? Could it be that you are an alchemy master?"
Logo shook his head slightly. "No, I'm just an ordinary intermediate alchemist, who happens to have a bit of talent in insight."
"Intermediate alchemist?" A hint of doubt appeared in Qiya's eyes. She was also a half-baked blacksmith and had a fairly good understanding of alchemy, so she naturally understood the difference between an intermediate alchemist and a master alchemist.
For a mid-level alchemist to be able to make such a judgment at first glance upon seeing the Silver Star Spear is truly remarkable.
Thinking about this, Qiya became even more curious about Logo.
"Could I have a look at your Silver Star Spear?" Logo asked with a faint smile.
Qiya frowned slightly. If it were just now, she would have definitely rejected the young man in front of her. But after a few short conversations, she had become very curious about him. So after hesitating for a moment, she handed the silver spear she was carrying to Logo.
Buzz!!
The Silver Star Spear vibrated slightly upon being held, as if in resistance.
All I can say is...
What kind of master, what kind of gun.
Shaking his head helplessly, Logo held the gun horizontally in his left hand, and with his right index and middle fingers together, he formed a sword. The Fire of Birth split into hundreds of threads, which disappeared into the Silver Star Spear.
Soon, the Silver Star Spear stopped trembling, like a baby being soothed to sleep, lying obediently in Logo's hand, no longer resisting at all, and even conveying a faint sense of intimacy.
Weapons that have reached this level have long possessed a strong spiritual quality, so this reaction is not surprising.
However, Qiya was still shocked to see this.
Since the Silver Star Spear was created, no one but himself has been able to get so close to it; it's simply unbelievable.
After a moment of hesitation, Qiya finally asked, "What... method did you use?"
Logo fiddled with the spear in his hand, casually performing a few spear flourishes. "Method? There's no method, I just gave it a massage."
"Massage?" Qiya was even more confused. "Guns need massages too?"
Logo nodded. "Of course, everything has its own rhythm. Plants flourish and wither, the sea changes into mulberry fields, birth, aging, sickness, and death... Weapons are no exception. They also have internal organs, bones and marrow, and even emotions and desires. They also need to be soothed. If you treat them as inanimate objects, you will never be able to achieve Unity of Person and Weapon."
"The master craftsman who forged my Silver Star Spear said the same thing, but..." Qiya frowned slightly.
"But you've always struggled to achieve Unity of Person and Weapon, haven't you?" Logo said, raising an eyebrow.
"Mmm!" Qiya nodded a little shyly.
"Is this innocent and naive look an act, or is it real...?" Logo wondered to himself. He had never seen a hundred-year-old person with such a pure expression before.
"Forget it, I don't have any ulterior motives anyway, why bother worrying about it so much?"
Muttering to himself, Logo picked up the Silver Star Spear with his left hand and grabbed Qiya's fair wrist with his right.
The latter seemed not to have expected Logo to make this move. He first froze, and many small goosebumps appeared on his skin. Then, a powerful aura surged out, directly shattering the table next to him into dust. Logo himself widened his eyes and flew backward. While in the air, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Bang!
Logo crashed into the energy barrier set up by the Grand Elder and slowly slid down.
A deathly silence fell over the surroundings, and everyone's eyes were fixed on them, shifting back and forth between Logo and Qiya, wondering why the two had suddenly started fighting.
"Ahem... It's nothing, just a misunderstanding. Everyone, please continue your gathering." The Grand Elder stepped forward, waved his hand, and everyone turned their attention back to the music, which had stopped playing.
"Boss, are you alright?" Crassus and Caesar helped Logo up, one on each side.
"Wow, boss, your girl-chasing costs are a bit high," Caesar exclaimed.
Logo's chest heaved as he channeled his internal energy throughout his body.
Qiya's sudden burst of energy caught him off guard, and he was directly struck.
Don't let this girl's mere hundred years fool you; she's Epic- level powerhouse. Compared to her, Logo is no different from an ant. Luckily, it was just an aura shock; if he had reacted instinctively, he might have been killed on the spot.
"You can't just touch a tigress's hand like that," Crassus muttered to himself.
Logo glanced at the guy but didn't say anything.
"Qiya, what happened to you?" The elder first glanced at Logo, and after finding that although the latter was injured, his life was not in danger, he stared at Qiya.
The latter lowered his head and remained silent.
Seeing this, the Grand Elder was about to say something more, but Logo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a faint smile, "I was being presumptuous. I didn't expect Miss Qiya to be so resistant to physical contact. I'm truly sorry. If the Grand Elder wants to blame someone, blame me. It has nothing to do with Miss Qiya."
Upon hearing this, Qiya slightly raised her head, glanced at Logo, and then quickly lowered her head again.
The Grand Elder's gaze lingered on the two of them for a moment, then he suddenly smiled. "Alright, alright, I won't interfere in your affairs as young people. Just know what you're doing, what do you say, Logo!"
"The Grand Elder is right!" Logo said calmly, seemingly oblivious to any hidden meaning.
The Grand Elder didn't say much. After removing the energy barrier, he pulled Crassus and Caesar back to their original seats, leaving only Logo and Qiya looking at each other in bewilderment.
"We're out of tables, so let's use this for now." Logo waved his hand, and a sphere flew out from behind him, crackling as it transformed into a spider-shaped alchemical creature with a flat back, capable of holding quite a few things.
"Let's continue!" Logo sat down, stretched out his hand, and beckoned to Qiya.
The latter was stunned for a moment, then a different emotion appeared in her beautiful starry eyes. After sitting down, she handed the Silver Star Spear back to Logo.
"This time, don't make any rash moves, okay? Hmm... If you really can't resist, you should tell me beforehand," Logo said seriously.
Qiya tilted her head slightly, her pink lips curving upwards into a smile.
Perhaps because she had been keeping a straight face all this time and hadn't made such an expression in a long time, the girl's facial movements were a little stiff, but her clear and charming temperament was truly captivating, like an innocent elf.
A flicker of amazement crossed Logo's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. For some reason, however, his heart began to race.
"I'm controlling my hormone secretion, so why is this happening..." Logo wondered, his behavior seemed to have strayed from the realm of alchemy.
Shaking his head to clear his mind, Logo raised his eyes and looked directly into Qiya's pupils. "I'm going to begin."
"Hmm!" Qiya's body tensed, but she still slowly extended her porcelain-white arm.
When Logo's warm fingers touched that slightly cool, fair wrist, a strange feeling welled up in both of them.
"Hold your breath and concentrate, let your Divine Power and energy follow my Fire of Birth, and I will help you Unity of Person and Weapon." Logo whispered, Qiya's eyes brightened slightly before slowly closing, obediently following Logo's instructions.
"What is this kid doing?" The Grand Elder had been observing Logo and the other man. Seeing that they both had their eyes closed and a silver spear was placed between them, he couldn't help but feel a lot of doubts.
Furthermore, what shocked the Grand Elder was that Qiya actually allowed Logo to hold her wrist, which was quite a rare occurrence.
"Could it be that these two can really get together?" the Grand Elder wondered, but soon he remembered that he had overheard Logo and Crassus's conversation, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Kid, you better not be just after the money, otherwise..."