Chapter 15: The Steam Age Gap

As expected, it’s that sword…

Exactly the same…

Joey looked at the black longsword with a headache.

It was the one he threw away back then…

He was troubled by both the sword and the Sentient Armor at the time…

Or rather…

This whole set of equipment was a woman with a soul…

“Master…”

“Why… did you abandon me…”

“And left me… shattered to pieces…”

“Such a cruel heart…”

Ah ah… it’s exactly this tone…

Listening to the woman’s resentful voice, Joey couldn’t help but shiver.

It was just like a ghost from a TV drama.

But the reason Joey found an excuse to throw away the equipment back then wasn’t simply because of her tone.

This equipment…

Wanted to devour him…

It was similar to the possession stories in some fantasy tales.

According to the equipment’s own words…

“I will… merge with Master forever… until we become one.”

So during that duel, Joey found an excuse to quickly get rid of it.

He never expected…

It would appear here.

“Master…”

The pitch-black Magic Sword still called Joey with a seductive and resentful voice.

Didn’t see…

Didn’t see…

But Arya, standing nearby, noticed Joey’s fleeting gaze, so she stepped forward and proudly pointed to the Magic Sword:

“This sword is the Town Treasure of our house.”

Arya declared with pride:

“Even if the king of the Entia Kingdom offered his entire nation, we wouldn’t trade it.”

“Oh oh, so impressive…”

Joey said perfunctorily from the side.

However, Arya misunderstood Joey’s attitude as genuine curiosity, so she puffed out her small chest and said:

“Because… this sword was the exclusive weapon of the Joyful Demon King.”

Ah ah… every time someone calls me that, it feels so strange…

Joey complained internally.

“My Grandma went through countless hardships, crossing mountains and rivers, just to find it back then.”

“Haha… that’s great, so impressive.”

Joey replied perfunctorily again, then, to change the subject, he pointed to a sword in the distance and said:

“Um… let’s look at other weapons instead… this one is too…”

“Eh… does this sword have any stories behind it…”

Zixuan, seeing Joey’s awkward expression, playfully pressed on.

You…

Joey glared at Zixuan.

“Of course! It’s said the Joyful Demon King and the Queen of the Blood Clan, Aiki, fought for three hundred rounds with it!”

Not that long…

Joey recalled in his mind.

He seemed to remember piercing Aiki’s stomach with a single thrust.

“That Aiki person was pretty tough too…”

Aiki, standing nearby, nodded with a hint of pride in her eyes.

Now I know who spread this ridiculous legend…

Joey glanced at Aiki and pursed his lips.

“Of course, it wasn’t as simple as it looks on the surface.”

Arya shook her head.

“Because that sword was actually a weapon used to suppress the Joyful Demon King’s power.”

“After the Demon King abandoned his weapon and took off the armor, he defeated the Queen of the Blood Clan in an instant.”

“So that’s how it was! That Queen of the Blood Clan was really stupid…”

Joey said cheerfully after hearing the rest of the story.

“…She couldn’t win even after suppressing his power.”

“…”

Aiki, seeing Joey mocking her from the side, snorted and turned away.

“So… does Master think I’m a burden?”

Just as Joey was feeling proud, the Magic Sword in the distance let out another resentful cry.

Can’t hear… I can’t hear…

Joey turned his head and ignored it.

He didn’t want to touch a sword that could eat people…

Being a stats monster himself, he didn’t need a Magic Sword’s help.

Someone as invincible as him shouldn’t ever need something so resentful and wraith-like in his life…

Haha…

“Um…”

Joey turned away from the Magic Sword and continued chatting with Arya:

“Are there Weapon Libraries for other professions? I’d like to know about all of them.”

Looking at the cute, youthful face, Arya fell for it again.

This hooded girl—no, hooded youth—had never been so enthusiastic explaining weapons to anyone before.

She almost took out the weapon prototypes supplied to the Entia Kingdom, if not for self-restraint.

After this tour, Aiki and Zixuan were completely shocked…

What does it mean… magic can be fired just by pulling a trigger without chanting???

The Sage who originally had to flip a book can now turn a watch gear to instantly release all buffs??

If the Demon Race and Human Race started a war now under these circumstances…

The two looked at each other, cold sweat running down their backs.

They suddenly understood the Young Master’s so-called technological gap…

They thought the Demon King only sought amusement, but he actually had such mature thoughts?

Aiki gazed at her Master with those cold eyes…

Joey, that delicate and bewitching boy…

Living for so long, he was nothing like those Demon Kings who only wanted to conquer the world…

Young Master…

Every time, you refresh my understanding of you…

Feeling the white-haired ice beauty’s gaze, Joey turned, sticking out his tongue at Aiki in pride.

Keke…

Surprised by my grand vision, weren’t you…

Even if you have any thought of betrayal, now you have to respect me…

Joey proudly crossed his arms.

However…

Aiki’s gaze became even colder.

Hey, hey…

What kind of look is that…

This child must not be left alive…

But Aiki’s real thought was…

Ah ah…

Can’t take it…

Such a wise and alluring Young Master…

I want to raise such a smart boy into a little fool who only clings to me and calls me “big sister” all day.

This contrast…

This gap is just…

“Hey!”

At that moment, Joey interrupted Aiki’s fantasy.

“Now do you see the difference?”

The young boy, back to Arya, showed his usual little devilish grin.

“If we don’t develop further, we’ll be beaten into pig heads by the Human Race, you know…”

“…”

Aiki looked down at her Young Master and spoke softly:

“If that day really comes…”

“I will still stand before you, protecting you from every blade.”

“Who told you to make a confession… idiot…”

Joey rolled his eyes at Aiki.

“That’s why we need to find someone smart to learn about this technology…”

“Young Master likes this Arya so much…”

Zixuan muttered beside them, her tone tinged with resentment.

“Might as well tie her up and take her back to the Demon Realm…”

“Am I a Demon King or a bandit…”

The young boy scolded Zixuan impatiently.

“Have all these years of teaching you been for nothing…”

“Give me half an hour, I’ll just invite Miss Arya for a coffee…”

Joey spoke as he undid a button on his noble shirt.

“You three go find somewhere cool and wait for my good news…”

Joey winked at the three, then walked over to Arya.

“Miss Arya…”

The young boy put on a cute and shy look.

“You’re so knowledgeable and handsome, I…”

“I want to hear more about Steam Technology and your weapon-making stories…”

With a button undone, his fair collarbone peeked out.

He widened his adorable eyes, clasped Arya’s hands, and looked at her like a little fanboy.

“Joey… Mr. Joey…”

Arya’s head was about to steam from Joey’s combo attack.

Is Mr. Joey… confessing to me???

Ah… so cute!

So seductive…

Haas haas… he smells so good…

Joey lightly bit his red lips, looking a bit shy.

“So…”

“Miss Arya, can we talk more at the coffee shop next door?”

“Of… of course!!! I’ll treat you, Mr. Joey!!!”

Arya blushed, looking excitedly at Joey.

Keke…

Such a simple girl…

The young boy stuck out his tongue at Aiki and Zixuan, then let Arya pull him out of the weapon shop.

Ah ah…

Young Master is using his beauty trap again…