Chapter 101 - 100 Kill Him Before He Kills You
Olivia rested her hands on her knees as she gasped for air.
Luke walked out slowly, his face beaming. "I thought this would be a perfect gift for you," he said, shyly holding a sword with its sheath on. "Your attribute is fire... this had been in my lineage, but no one was able to use it. I think now it has found its rightful owner. I made some changes to it... just a little."
Olivia looked down at the gift in his hands, and for a brief second, it felt like someone had cracked open a window in her chest, letting in warmth she hadn’t known she was missing.
She reached for it; she drew the sword out of its sheath. A gasp escaped her throat, her eyes widened in amazement.
The blade’s steel sparkled under the sunlight. Its hilt was designed with an intricate green emerald embroidered with black steel. It was like a vine flower, while the green stone gleamed sharply underneath it.
Olivia bit her lips. "Your gift is really nice, Luke, but it had been in your lineage. I can’t accept it," she handed the sword back to him.
"I just said no one has been able to use it. If you don’t accept it, then it is as good as useless."
Olivia bit her lips. She really wanted the sword—it was cool. But another part of her knew that it must have been important for it to be kept so long in their family.
"I insist, Olivia. You really are the only one who deserves to use it," he gave the sword back to her.
"Since you insist, the sword is now mine," she beamed at him.
"Sure!" He grinned, his heart blossoming like a flower. "Now, come with me, I will take you to Diana."