Arknightcraft Modpack (Steve in Terra) (Minecraft x Arknight) Chapter 399: My Sword Disagrees

To be fair, just based on what Nian had explained so far, Steven really was interested.

He was going to Yan anyway. And if he could poke around and "accidentally" bump into other Fragnts of God along the way? That sounded fun enough on its own.

And right now, ti was the one thing he had in absolute abundance. Taking on Nian's request wasn't going to cost him anything.

"I'm not asking you to go pick a fight with them," Nian said quickly, waving her hand. "If possible, you just need to tell them where I am—or tell where they are. Conflict isn't required."

She looked genuinely exasperated at Steven's earlier assumption. Her brothers and sisters were definitely not the type to be ssed with… but the boy in front of her didn't look like soone who was easy to provoke either.

This wasn't an assassination contract. She just wanted to check up on her siblings. That was all.

"So overall—I just want to ask you to help find them."

Tapping her folded fan lightly against her palm, Nian finally revealed the true content of her request.

"Find them, huh? And after I do?"

Steven t her violet eyes. She had said them. Plural. Which ant there were multiple Fragnts of God scattered around.

Finding them one by one definitely wasn't a trivial task.

"After you find them, just tell them I miss them very much, that I'd like a chance to et again, and that I'm on Rhodes Island. That's all."

even though she herself found it difficult to track down her siblings… she had a strange, unwavering intuition that said If this boy wanted to do sothing, there was almost nothing he couldn't pull off.

As a being born from the fall of Sui, Nian trusted her instincts deeply. Just as she instinctively felt an intense, inexplicable wariness toward Steven. It was too sharp, too real, to be an illusion.

Otherwise, she would never have invited soone she'd just t—soone she only knew by na—into her private domain… much less entrusted him with sothing this important.

"That's it? I thought it'd be sothing actually difficult. At the very least, I expected you to ask to drag them back here by force or sothing. And it turns out all you want is for to deliver a ssage?"

Steven stroked his chin.

Nian's request was far simpler than he expected—almost laughably so. For him, it was nothing more than a flick of the wrist.

"I won't ask why you want to do this," Steven said, shifting his gaze away from Nian's delicate face. He glanced at the cup of utterly tasteless tea in his hand—tea so bland it might as well have been warm water—then asked the most important question of the mont.

"I just want to know… if I take this request, what do I get out of it?"

He could help her. He didn't mind. But help always ca with a price. Getting paid for work was only natural, wasn't it?

"Ah, the reward. Now that's a tricky thing," Nian murmured, tapping her fan lightly against her cheek. "I'd love to tell you that you'll earn my friendship, or embark on a grand legendary adventure worthy of song… but that all sounds a little too shallow and pretentious, doesn't it?"

She thought for another mont, then snapped her fingers lightly.

"How about this? You don't seem to have a proper weapon on you. Why don't I forge one for you—whatever kind you want? Consider it a down paynt for completing the request."

But the mont the offer left her lips, her entire body stiffened.

A sharp, indescribable aura erupted from the boy in front of her, slicing through the air like an invisible blade aid straight for her throat. Instinctively, Nian twisted her body aside to evade it. The killing intent was so real it made her reflexively dodge.

"Hm? I never said I didn't have a proper weapon," Steven said with a cough, as if nothing had happened. "I just rarely take it out. And besides, I'm sothing of a blacksmith myself. Tools aren't exactly sothing I'm short on."

A crisp clang echoed through the volcanic air—the unmistakable sound of a blade returning to its sheath.

Only then did Nian notice the long, elegant katana at the little boy's waist, though she had no idea when it appeared. She watched him press the blade firmly back into the scabbard.

And in that brief instant—just one glance—her instincts as a Fragnt of Sui with Authority over the Forge scread at her:

That blade was sharper than anything she had ever seen in her entire existence.

Even now, traces of a space-rending aura lingered in the air.

Her violet eyes lit up, glowing with open curiosity.

"This blade… you forged it?"

Unable to help herself, Nian leaned in dangerously close—so close that her sudden movent made her neckline dip and reveal an expanse of pale skin. She didn't even notice. All her attention was locked on the Yamato in Steven's hand.

"Yeah. I only drew it because the mont you said you'd forge a new weapon, it felt like it might get replaced. Looks like it got a little jealous."

Steven scratched his head, describing the blade like one might describe a sulky girl. Fortunately, once it heard Steven's refusal, Yamato quieted down and returned to looking like an ordinary katana again.

"You an… it already has self-awareness?"

The curiosity burning in Nian's eyes intensified.

A weapon with a soul—an actual artifact spirit—was a thing of legends. Even with her divine forging authority, she had yet successfully created such a thing.

"Probably," Steven said casually. "It also feels a bit yandere, honestly. A yandere katana—if I said that out loud, who would ever believe ?"

He laughed, clearly more amused than troubled.

"But anyway, let's put that aside. As for the reward… I think you should co up with sothing else that actually appeals to ."

He paused. Then, with a perfectly straight face:

"I'm not picky. If you really can't think of anything, paynt in flesh is also acceptable."

Nian: "…Huh?"

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