Chiron wrapped his fingers around the beating heart and pulled it out of Ganja's chest.
At this point, Emma could hold it in no longer and she broke down completely. Her Knees touched the floor and the tears flowed like a waterfall.
Meanwhile, Chiron took the heart to the sword with the glowing Runes. The closer Chiron brought the heart, the brighter the runes of the sword glowed. When the heart was above it, it was not only glowing, but it was also vibrating fiercely.
The vibration of the sword sang a low HUMMING! sound.
Chiron placed the Heart above the sword and as he squeezed it in, he resumed the Ancient Language of Runes once more. Blood poured into the sword. As it did, not one drop of it went to waste. The blood absorbed everything greedily.
But that was not all. Chiron suddenly felt a suction force from the Sword and let go of the Heart. The moment, the Heart fell on the sword, It was drained entirely of every liquid and moisture, shriveling the heart dry.
However, the sword was still not satisfied. The suction force continued, attracting blood that had poured onto the ground to itself. As if on command, all the blood that had poured out of the Dwarf, was drawn to it.
While Chiron was putting the heart over the sword, Emma had made her way to her father's corpse, but the moment she saw what the sword was doing, she was forced to take several steps back.
This was a cultivator's world and she had seen a lot of things, but never ever had she seen a sword call on blood.
Soon enough, it was not just the blood on the ground, but also the one on the table, and also from the Dwarf's corpse. It was all drawn to the sword.
Ganja's body Shriveled up in the same manner his heart did. His corpse now looked like a mummy that had died for hundreds of years.
All the blood in the room was fully absorbed into the Sword's body.
The sword glowed completely red. And from the body of the sword came a dark mist that surrounded it.
After his death and now killing Ganja, Chiron had become quite a bit sensitive to death.
And he could sense the hunger of it from the sword. But more than that, he could tell it craved something else.
Chiron came close to the sword and tried to touch the weapon. Just like before, it vibrated.
"Shush!!! I'm here to grant your request," Chiron whispered softly.
He bite into his palm and dropped the blood that came out on the sword. As he did, he spoke in the Ancient Language of runes.
Slowly, the Sword quieted down.
Chiron smiled as he used the bleeding hand to hold the sword. As he did, the end of the sword appeared to morph a few times around his wrist to his elbow. Hugging his hand tightly like a wife afraid of her cheating lover leaving her bed at night.
As it wrapped around his wrist. The pointy tail end pierced directly into his veins. Chiron immediately went on his knees.
"Hahaha!!!" Chiron laughed lowly, "You just found your master and you already desire to claim his mind for yourself. You are indeed the perfect weapon for a villain. However..."
His smile froze and he got on his feet. As he did, the sword vibrated lowly again.
"Now, you listen to me. Stubborn child!!! I'm Chiron Chivalry. I'm not just your master, but your life."
In Emma's eyes, Chiron was talking to the sword. But in Chiron's mind, it was a different matter.
He had just gone push and pull for dominance with this sword. If it was a weak-minded person, the will of the sword, although fresh but very strong, would have still taken over his body.
But Chiron was different. The years of training he had gone through had not only put calluses on his body, but also on his mind.
This was one of the many advantages of training. It not only disciplines the body but the mind as well.
On top of that, Chiron was not at all a pushover.
He easily dominated the sword.
The vibration of the sword stopped and then Chiron did something Emma was never expecting to see. He slowly lifted the sword up in the air.
This was not a feat that should physically have been possible for a child of age eight.
Firstly, this sword weighed a ton. Secondly, Chiron was an ordinary human. Even though he trained like a madman for several years, lifting this sword up should not have been a feat that was physically possible. Yet, against all odds and laws of physics, he was doing it.
This was because a bond between the two had been formed.
Chiron laughed Haughtily. "Yes, that's it! The Bond has been formed. I like you. You are a very daring fellow, but hear me. If for any reason you fail to be useful, don't expect me to care."
The sword vibrated a little to his words.
Chiron laughed some more, "Now, let's give you a name," Chiron had a hand under his chin.
"Hmmm! you were so brave you even attempted to dominate my mind, and they is also your insatiable hunger for blood. Yes! that's it. Let's call you Devil's Touch. Do you like it!?"
The sword vibrated slightly again to show its appreciation.
Just then, Chiron noticed sets of alerts the Fate system had popped up.
>>Host Has Lost a Slave<<
>>Slave Ganja the Blacksmith deceased<<
>>Congratulations Host, you have been awarded 10 points for changing Major Fate<<
>>Congratulations Host, you have been awarded 5 points for changing Minor Fate<<
>>Congratulations Host, Blood bond formed<<
>>Congratulations Host, You Have a new weapon: Devil's Touch<<
This was the most amount of notifications Chiron had gotten at a time. It was a lot for him and he really needed to sit down and sort them out accordingly.
Also, all he did was kill Ganja, why was he awarded points for Changing Fate?
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