After all, the little maid is not an ordinary person, and in such a fluctuating and violent mood, she only immersed herself for just a dozen seconds before she quickly recovered.

Valpo retracts his factory form and reverts to his human form.

Because of the increase in strength, Isa, who was still a little uncomfortable for a while, looked a little sharp at this time. When he is not holding a sword, although his face is still soft and weak, he can feel the taste of the 'strong' from his breath.

Looking at the meter-long sword in her hand, Valpo said, "Show me your sword." "

"Yes. Without any resistance, Isha regarded the ordinary swordsman as a weapon of second life, and handed it to Valpo without hesitation.

"Ding~".

With a flick of his fingers, the blade snapped.

Valpo frowned slightly.

Naturally, he can't talk about swordsmiths or sword-appreciators, but the 'experience' of devouring steel alloys in the past year has allowed him to clearly know that this sword is made of average material, and it is not even as good as the navy's standard sword.

"You've always used this sword?" asked Valpo.

This sword was taken out by Isha from the room where she was resting, although she had much less time to spare after coming to the palace, but whenever she had time, she would still review her swordsmanship from time to time.

"Not really. Isha shook her head. "It's just that the blacksmith uncle in our village made it, the materials and craftsmanship are very ordinary, I have been practicing kendo, and I will break a sword like this in almost two or three months. "

"Such a sword cannot be used against the enemy. Valpo frowned.

The little maid was a little ashamed and said, "I'm very sorry, Your Majesty. "

"No need to apologize, it's not your fault after all. Valpo smiled. "I happen to have a famous sword here, and if it's in your hand, it can be regarded as a perfect complement. Its most famous owner is also a great swordsman who has made his reputation famous all over the world when he was a teenager. I believe that your achievements will not be below him. "

It is an eternal truth that swordsmen love famous swords.

"Isha will definitely live up to Your Majesty's expectations!" the little maid's excited little face turned red, and her little hands waved unconsciously in the air.

Valpo looked at the simple and slightly worn long knife in his hand, ran back to Isha, and said, "Take good care of it, at most the day after tomorrow, take it, and witness your rebirth with blood and life." "

"At the same time..."

"It is also the best thank you for being with you for a long time. "

Isha had a serious expression and didn't ask who the enemy was or why. She only knows that as long as Her Majesty needs it, she can only draw a knife and kill people!

"Good expression, go down and rest, you should be very tired by now. "

He could clearly see that although Isha was in good spirits at this time, there was still a trace of deep exhaustion in her eyes.

Isha didn't hold on, but bowed very obediently and said, "Isha retires, Your Majesty." "

"Go ahead. "

Looking at the steady and calm steps of the little maid, Valpo suddenly smiled.

"I really want to fall asleep, and God sent a pillow, it's still a velvet!"

"The talent makes her physique only less than twice as powerful as that of ordinary people, but she can already ignore my spiritual suppression, it's really a terrible kendo will, I don't know how far she can go. "

In his heart, there was a faint expectation.

"Now, let Dalton send someone to send the famous knife first, and the 'Wang Yao' will also follow, just let him send some by the way to ensure Isha's rapid growth. "

There is only his special 'Red King Medicine' in the castle, Isha can't withstand the violent energy contained in it, is it easy to repair her body, and the soft effect of the 'King Medicine Type I' is just right for her at this time.

At this time, he spared no effort in the cultivation of the little maid, from weapons to resources.

“bulubulu~"

“bulubulu~"

“bulubulu~"

Valpo frowned, and called the phone three times in a row, but there was still no answer on the other side, which made him a little anxious.

"Calculating the time, Dalton's battle situation should be at its hottest, but with Weibull, there should be no danger. "

“bulubulu~"

The phone beeped, but this time it was from the other side.

"Click~".

"Your Majesty, the battle situation is a little anxious, and it is the fault of my subordinates who failed to answer Your Majesty's phone call in time. Dalton's slightly wheezing voice came, and at the same time, the sound of artillery fire and shouts of killing also rushed out of the phone bug!

"How is the war going now. Valpo asked in a deep voice.

"It's not too optimistic. Dalton smiled bitterly, but the anger and murderous intent in his tone were clearly audible!

"What's going on!" Valpo's face darkened when he heard it.

"The pirates have a clear goal, they only want to loot ships and treasures, and they don't get too entangled with us. In addition, the overall strength of us and the navy is still slightly weaker than that of the pirates, so we can only passively fill in the leaks at this time, and the results are not obvious under the running around. "

"What about the flying squirrels and Weibull?!".

The flying squirrel is a vice admiral, although he does not have the strength of the elite vice admiral ten years later, but it is also stronger than the average vice admiral, after all, he is also a disciple of Zefa.

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