The favor Yun Wei asked Joseph to do was actually quite simple.
After refining the remaining mithril, he asked the other party to help him fuse it with black iron into an alloy ingot. This was not a difficult task for Joseph, and the other party readily agreed.
In fact, he wanted to forge a greatsword for Isaac himself.
Although his forging skills were mediocre, he could take advantage of the other party's absence during the day to slowly and meticulously carve the work.
The sword he chose was of a rather ancient shape, with a single-edged blade, a back resembling shark teeth, and a side section with a semi-sloping shape.
If it's double-edged, based on his understanding of Isaac, the opponent will most likely be reluctant to use the blade to parry.
However, if the other party simply puts it aside, it would go against his original intention, so Yun Wei chose the one with a thick back.
In this way, the other party can build whatever they want without any worries.
The broad spine of the sword perfectly embodies the spirit of a gentleman, and Yun Wei felt that this design suited Isaac's temperament very well.
...
By the time Yunwei was finally completed, it was already November 21st.
However, Yun Wei had not yet found a suitable opportunity to send the gift.
In fact, after he finished the greatsword with both light and fire attributes, he began to hesitate.
On the one hand, he was very worried that his work might encounter some problems in the battle.
He used almost every instrument in the laboratory and tested it repeatedly.
Whether in terms of hardness, toughness, magical properties, battle aura capacity, or sharpness, it surpasses enchanted weapons on the market by several levels. But looking at his work, Yun Wei suddenly felt deflated.
On the other hand, the more he looked at it, the more ordinary it seemed, and he felt it was completely unpresentable.
After all, Isaac used to use holy artifacts that required regular maintenance. His clumsy practice piece was not something he could confidently present to anyone.
Yun Wei struggled with this for a long time.
This was the first time he had formally prepared a gift for Isaac, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this impulsive handmade gift was far too childish.
Coincidentally, the three swords required in the order were also completed at roughly the same time.
So when he delivered the goods in the afternoon, he also handed over the three dual-attribute mithril enchanted swords.
Since both parties had copies of the contract, and it was written very clearly, the person in charge of the inspection didn't say much.
After verifying the information using a special instrument made by the Liujin family, the other party readily stamped the ledger, saying that the final payment for the order would be directly transferred to Sid's account at the end of the month.
Things went so smoothly that Yun Wei felt a sense of emptiness.
He had already made preparations to personally visit the Liujin family, but unexpectedly, he successfully handed over the order in a back alley.
...
That night, the two of them finally didn't have to stay up all night anymore, so they went to bed early.
Yun Wei noticed that Isaac was staring at him, his hesitant expression sending chills down his spine.
He even suspected that Joseph might have let slip that he had secretly forged swords.
But fearing he might incriminate himself, he decided to calm down and test his patience with Isaac.
The other person seemed afraid he would fall asleep.
Every now and then, the five fingers wrapped around his waist would twitch restlessly.
Rough fingertips brushed against Yun Wei's delicate and sensitive waist, sending a ticklish sensation through her, causing even her toes to tremble involuntarily.
When Yun Wei finally managed to grab the finger that the other person was poking at him for the thousand and first time, he was finally unable to take it anymore.
He got a little agitated by the provocation.
Has he been too lenient with the other person lately, causing them to become complacent and arrogant?
He abruptly threw off the covers and sat up, looking down at the knight lying on his side, asking, "Isaac, what do you want? Do you want me to go back to sleep?"
Seemingly finally realizing he was angry, the other person quickly grasped his hand, which was pressed against the blanket, and gently rubbed it in a conciliatory manner.
Just then, the midnight bells rang.
The time has come to the twenty-second day of November.
"Yun, I'm twenty-two years old."
Yun Wei suddenly heard Isaac say this.
He didn't react for a moment, but when the other person turned over and suddenly hugged his waist, he realized what Isaac had just said to him.
He said dryly, "Happy birthday."
He has almost never celebrated his birthday since he was a child, and he is not allowed to go to his classmates' houses.
So much so that he had absolutely no idea what to do.
Isaac nuzzled him with his head, then looked up and corrected him, "You should say, Happy Birthday, Isaac."
Even in the darkness, the other person's eyes were frighteningly bright.
Yun Wei couldn't help but ruffle Isaac's hair, but it felt a little prickly.
The lust that had been stirred up earlier vanished without a trace.
"Happy birthday, Isa," he repeated good-naturedly, but then suddenly burst out laughing.
Isaac couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Yun Wei mustered up his courage and reached out to pinch the other person's face, but found that he couldn't pinch it.
It's impossible to squeeze it.
The knight in front of me had a stiff facial expression.
He then sighed softly, "You are clearly 822 years old."
“That doesn’t count.” Isaac suddenly peeked out from under the covers, grabbed Yun Wei’s head, and pulled his master completely under the covers. “It’s cold outside, come into the covers. Talk to me.”
Yun Wei struggled symbolically for a couple of moments, muttering, "There's clearly a temperature-regulating array—"
He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.
"Are you really ninety years old?"
The two people's positions suddenly switched.
He slid into the bed beneath him, while Isaac leaned over him, looking down at him.
Those resolute eyes solemnly reflected his bewildered little face.
The other party's expression was so serious that Yun Wei also became nervous.
He swallowed hard and stammered, "W-what's wrong?"
Could it be that Isaac is bothered by his age...?
Yun Wei felt dizzy again.
Isaac frowned and pondered for a while, then said, "It's nothing, I just think you're so adorable, you shouldn't be ninety years old."
Yun Wei: "..."
He didn't know how to describe his feelings at that moment.
All he wanted to do was scream.
So her boyfriend analyzed it for a long time with a serious expression, but what he really wanted to say was that she was cute, right?
ah! --
Even though her mind was racing, Yun Wei still complained softly, "Get down first. Don't use that position so casually again, I'll think..."
You want to hug me.
Yun Wei stopped talking in time.
See? If things continue like this, he might just give in and force himself on her one day.
Although he has a boyfriend, he can't have him, and the other person flirts with him relentlessly every day.
It's really tough for him.
Who knows?
ah! --
After letting out another scream like a groundhog in his mind, Yun Wei's mood finally calmed down a bit.
Especially when he discovered that Isaac had obediently returned to his original position and was propping his head up, looking him over.
“My birthday is a month after yours,” Yun Wei slowly began. “That’s right, you found out, I’m not ninety years old…”
"But next month, I'll be thirty."
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