When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 1397 - 109: Clarent Holy Sword

Landon looked at the surroundings, and couldn’t help but feel a surge of curiosity in his heart.

The once-wealthy Bayard Family... Is their treasure really in such a place?

Even this land has been transford into a park. Will the treasures not be taken ahead of ti by others?

And his ancestor seed to have guessed what he was thinking, and a lodious yet stern voice rang out: "I have told you, ’The territory is the secret, blood is the key’—

"Spill your blood on this land, Landon. Recite your true na, and declare the opening of this secret vault."

"—Yes."

Landon nodded solemnly in agreent.

He too was filled with curiosity... Although he knew that with the Bayard ancestor present, he wouldn’t get the chance to take any of it. His father died too early and too suddenly, so much that he was completely unaware of the status and value of the Bayard Family. Now he finally had the chance to witness it with his own eyes...

Like a thief, he glanced around to see if anyone was watching.

"Don’t worry," Aiwass suddenly said, "I’ve already set up a repelling ritual in advance, and have been keeping watch until now."

Even Aiwass found it a bit hard to maintain composure.

"Alright..."

Landon sighed in relief, his back even straightened.

He took out the ceremonial dagger from his pocket, cut open his palm, and scattered the fresh blood onto the grass.

"I, in my na—Landon Vines von Bayard, as the head of the Bayard Family, open the secret vault of the Bayard Family!"

His father had perished in the demon disaster.

Now he was the head of the Bayard Family, the Baron of his generation.

...Although in the New Herasal Empire, there were no more barons.

But he was still the legitimate family head. Therefore, he could guide this ritual.

With Landon’s command, the earth gently humd and trembled, and a red light began flowing through the cracks.

The blood seeped into the earth, which then ruptured with nurous cracks—those crimson lights pierced through the ground like sharp swords, causing the earth to crack along with them.

They ford a huge array. Soon, that bright red light beca increasingly bright, even rendering Aiwass’s skin red.

—That was the power of a curse.

The power of love and beasts scared the small animals, making them struggle to flee.

Aiwass cald them down.

Once those animals safely left, he stood up and walked to Baron Landon’s side.

As the ritual gradually completed, several portals gradually erged.

They looked like cloning incubators or glass showcases—faint light and shadow appeared within the cylindrical red light.

First, there were four inside, then thirteen on the outer circle. Seventeen extraordinary items in total.

"...Only seventeen?"

Baron Landon murmured softly.

"Because strictly speaking, the Bayard Family doesn’t really need a vault."

The crow suddenly spoke: "This treasury rely serves as storage for the collateral of guests. It would be disgraceful if the curse completed and the guests’ collateral got lost...

"Every item here is a running curse dium. Except... those cursed families may not even exist anymore."

"Vinesse... This should be the Holy Sword Clarent."

Aiwass, gazing at one of the extraordinary items in the inner circle, couldn’t help but feel a tinge of excitent.

This is the sacred sword of the Moriarty Family’s ancestor, Mordred of the Knights of the Round Table...

Once the curse is lifted on this holy sword, the curse of forgetting entangling the Moriarty Family will also end!

There will be no need to raise a strange foster child, but instead, be able to normally have one’s own children and give them the proper surna...

"Yes, Master."

Vinesse softly said.

Then she directed her bird’s head towards Landon, her voice turning stern: "Grab hold of this sword, Landon. Take it directly—you’re the only one who can do this."

"Oh, alright..."

Landon replied and cautiously extended his hand into the deep red silhouette of the cylinder.

When he grasped that sword, which seed to be only a silhouette, it gradually appeared from the void, like it was being printed out section by section!

"Ugh..."

Landon’s expression imdiately turned bitter.

At the mont the sword materialized, he almost let it go.

The sword was extraordinarily heavy... or rather, it was supposed to be. But Landon had never wielded such a large sword before, so he had no ntal expectation of its weight.

He had to grip his right wrist with his left hand to awkwardly draw it out.

Aiwass quickly reached out to support it.

Vinesse rely let out a loud "Caw—", and the crimson curse entwining the sword shattered and dissipated.

For soone with divinity, with a fragnt of a Celestial Marshal, and who had already officially reached the Sixth Power Level like her, this was rely a casual gesture.

The originally entwined dark red gri, like congealed blood, on the sword was also disappearing, revealing its true form as a holy sword.

It shone with pure, sacred silver radiance.

A holy sword completely different in temperant from the Red-Handled Sword, which was aggressive and assaultive. The widest part of its blade, near the hilt, was more than twenty centiters; and its blade length alone was over one ter sixty.

...It was practically like a door panel. More like a shield with a handle than a sword.

A ceremonial giant sword—more reminiscent of a white princess gown than a knight’s silver armor. So enormous that wielding it was inconvenient, and the blade was inscribed with Elvish Language praising the Silver-Crowned Dragon.

This was a sword without a sheath.

For it was never ant for cutting people—Aiwass noticed that it didn’t even have a sharpened edge.

A ceremonial sword, a sword of peace.

The pure and resplendent Clarent—just as Mordred, for purity’s sake, killed his two biological sons and abandoned this surna, its blade might never have been stained with blood.

Aiwass gripped the giant sword with one hand.

The mont he touched the sword, its attributes imdiately appeared in front of his eyes.

[Holy Sword Clarent]

[Sacred Weapon (Silver-Crowned Dragon): Crafted by the Silver-Crowned Dragon, only those who share the ideology of the Silver-Crowned Dragon may wield it]

[Giant Sword, ceremonial, super-heavy, highly durable, indestructible]

[Divine Traits: When possessing this sword, automatically acquire "Extraordinary Traits: Radiant Army"]

[Radiant Army (Gold): All "Knights" fighting alongside you will receive "greatly enhanced defense power", "greatly enhanced attack power", "strong", "immunity to weakening (Third Level and below)"]

[Holy Module - Radiant Ritual: Using this sword to attack causes no damage; enemies attacked by this sword receive 50% more damage from all allies, this increase is treated as an additional attack caused by the wielder of the holy sword]

[Holy Module - Radiant Heavy Sword: This sword is considered a shield and can open up into a shield axe, any attack hitting any part of this sword is considered successfully blocked by the shield and cancels impact force; when attacked by this sword, the enemy’s mass is considered as one-seventh (i.e., bodies and weapons are more easily knocked away)]

[Holy Module - Radiant Shield Axe: Under the shield axe mode, the weight of this sword is increased sevenfold, and the "Holy Module - Radiant Ritual" effect is nullified, the "Holy Module - Radiant Heavy Sword" effect changes to, when attacked by this shield axe, the enemy receives impact force boosted to sevenfold; embedding the shield axe on the ground can unfold radiant wings, protecting allies behind from frontal attacks.]

["—Mirror Blade, Shield as a Sword, As My Knight, As the God of My King."]