I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 131

Chapter 131 Fork (Part 1)
Although the Star Fire of Forge Burning End was still burning, it suddenly became like frozen ice crystals, and the markings flowing and spreading on the long sword instantly froze.
Fernos raised his dim and turbid gaze.
“Eggesti’s kid, take his sword. You can try to use it.”
Igter hurriedly caught the long sword thrown by the blacksmith. His gaze fell on the blade. Compared to the previous iron-gray color, there was an additional crimson flame marking, faintly reflecting a few rays of golden light.
However, he did not follow Fernos’s words and directly poured Dou Qi into it to try out the moves. Instead, he placed the sword in front of his eyes and activated his innate ability, “Appraisal.”
“Eh, such an innate ability…” Seeing Igter act like this, Fernos seemed to be surprised and looked up.
Igter’s gaze was already filled with familiar light rays.
As for his professional innate ability, although the little phoenix’s performance suggested it wasn’t as ordinary as he thought, Igter had tried to integrate it into combat assistance according to her instructions these days, but the effect wasn’t particularly obvious.
Of course, Igter was already very familiar with the appraisal of the End in his hand.
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Appraisal:
End
Type: Long Sword
Rarity: Gold (Damaged)
Evaluation: The former Sword Saint Lothel’s sword. After being remolded by Verafia’s power, it was reforged by the blacksmith Fernos.
Characteristics:
Tough.
Contains strong and terrifying flame power, seeming to originate from a powerful high-level creature. It can be released through ???.
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“Is this what that little phoenix said, that I can temporarily use the power she left behind in this sword? But what about these three question marks…”
Seeing the conspicuous three question marks, Igter’s face couldn’t help but darken. However, Igter still shook his head and smiled as he closed his innate ability, wondering if he should ask Miss Phoenix for advice.
Igter raised his eyes and touched with his finger. Between the smooth sword edge, the familiar scorching heat faintly told him that this was from that proud and cute Miss Phoenix.
A smile appeared on Igter’s face. He turned to look at Fernos not far away and thanked him sincerely.
“Mr. Fernos, thank you very much.”
Fernos waved his hand dismissively.
“This is just a transaction between me and that Fire Phoenix. As for you, Eggesti’s kid… since you’re holding his sword, hehe…”
Igter perked up and listened carefully, but the other party’s voice gradually lowered, making Igter feel very uncomfortable.
Since he was unwilling to say more, Igter certainly couldn’t force a former Saint Rank. But his words clearly related to his father and Lord Lothel…
The young man suddenly raised his head and asked.
“Master Fernos, from your words, it seems you are acquainted with my father?”
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Igter had heard his father’s name mentioned quite a few times from Fernos’s words, and from the blacksmith’s tone, there was obviously ill will and a lot of negative emotions.
When Verafia was present earlier, Igter didn’t feel it was appropriate to ask his questions. Now, after a moment of hesitation, Igter asked Fernos.
Fernos’s movements paused.
“Your father… heh, of course. It’s more than just acquaintances.”
He seemed to chuckle, raising his iron-gray pupils, but it was like a straight sharp sword pressing on the young man’s throat.
“However, Landis Taofen’s kid, are you really willing to hear me tell his past?”
Igter couldn’t help but step back, gripping the End in his hand, his face turning pale from the oppression of the other party’s aura.
Igter clearly didn’t understand why the other party suddenly oppressed him like this again, but it didn’t stop him from feeling the intense pressure from the scrutinizing gaze yesterday, except that this time, the slender and beautiful figure was not there to shield him.
Fernos averted his gaze, and the oppressive aura that was like a collapsing mountain disappeared, and he returned to his simple and ordinary blacksmith appearance. His expression became taciturn again, “Kid, hurry up and leave. Don’t make me drive you away personally.”
“Yes, Mr. Fernos.”
Igter gasped for breath. In just a short while, he was covered in cold sweat. Judging from the other party’s reaction, he clearly had a bad impression of his father, so Igter didn’t dare to linger.
But he still held the End tightly in his arms, bowed deeply to the blacksmith, and said very seriously.
“Mr. Fernos, thank you for your hard work on the End. If you ever need my help in the future, please don’t hesitate to command me.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Igter bowed respectfully and prepared to take his leave.
Fernos, who was holding his hammer and preparing to forge steel again, suddenly moved his expression. He raised his head and looked at the boy who was about to leave.
“Hmph, End, Lothel’s sword, and you still cherish it so much…”
Fernos muttered softly, then raised his gaze to look at the boy who was about to say goodbye, his expression unreadable, perhaps mocking or pitying. Fernos suddenly raised his voice, “Kid, I left an hidden hand for your sword for you.”
Igter’s heart suddenly tightened, and he stopped in his tracks, turning to face the blacksmith’s weathered and aged face.
Leaving a hidden hand without permission… such words should never be said by a blacksmith to his employer, but since the other party said so, it meant he must have a reason.
Igter did not speak, waiting for the other party’s explanation.
“I remember your name is Igter Landis Taofen… You are a descendant of Eggesti, a successor of Lothel, yet you are willing to be the attendant of that Fire Phoenix. Igter, I want to know, what is the real relationship between you and her?”
Fernos’s noisy and harsh, dry and low voice echoed in the dim space.
“Mr. Fernos, why are you suddenly asking this? Miss Verafia saved me, and according to our agreement…”
Igter’s words were interrupted by Fernos’s wave before he could finish. He said impatiently.
“Kid, I can tell you that the flame that Fire Phoenix left on your sword is a power far beyond the level I have ever seen. Even if she is a legendary phoenix, such power is still a heavy burden for her, even difficult to regenerate.”
Igter realized the implication of the other party’s words and forcefully raised his eyes to look directly at his aged face.
But the blacksmith’s gaze, like his hoarse voice, slowly but unyieldingly pressed forward, forcing Igter to face what he was saying.
“Igter, have you ever thought about why that legendary Fire Phoenix did this?”
Fernos smiled coldly.
“With her noble bloodline, why would she be willing to damage her own foundation for a mere Bronze level human like you and that broken sword?”