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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1064

Evidently, however, it didn’t just appear to be hot. This was confirmed when Christopher instantly began screaming

in pain as he let go of the scalding-hot short blade.

The moment he did so, the short blade instantly flew back into Gerald’s hand.

“It’s… It’s a magic artifact?!” yelled Christopher, still recovering from the shock.

Shortly after, his gaze went feral as he muttered, “So the picture of the sun wasn’t the only magic artifact that the

Crawford family owned… How surprising… If I get my hands on that short blade and learn how to control it, my

power will easily be doubled! I’ll be invincible! Once I obtain it, I’ll surely be able to further demonstrate my great

skill and talents during the pledge of the holy water!”

Seeing that the old man had started mumbling like a mad person, Gerald slowly began taking a few steps back.

“The heavens have truly blessed me this time… Not only do I already have control over the mysterious mirror, but

I’ll soon be able to get a hold of both Gerald—who has a special body—and a new magic artifact! I’ll truly be

invincible!” said Christopher aloud as he began walking toward Gerald, his eyes now lit up.

However, after just a few steps, his left arm started trembling violently as the rest of his body stiffened!

Gerald watched as the veins on Christopher’s arm swelled up, their sheer redness making them resemble

numerous worms. The old man’s face, on the other hand, had an expression of agony as his face slowly turned

purple.

“…Could it be a backfire?” muttered Gerald under his breath, realizing that now was his chance to escape.

Immediately tossing his short blade at Christopher, the old man—who was in massive pain—used his mysterious

mirror to deflect it.

Upon seeing that, Gerald knew it was now or never. Taking advantage of Christopher’s backfire, Gerald instantly

began running away.

“You b*stard! No matter how far you run, I’ll definitely catch up to you! I’m determined to examine your special

body and gain that magic artifact!” roared the still paralyzed Christopher as he continued glaring daggers at

Gerald’s back.

Gerald himself didn’t stop running and eventually, he got to a forest. Running through it, he had no idea where he

currently was or how far he still was from the desert.

Knowing that the desert was in the northwest, however, he gathered his bearings and began running in that

direction.

It was three days later when Gerald came across a stream. Feeling extremely thirsty, he decided to stop to drink

some water.

“So it seems that choosing you was the right choice after all… I guess you’ve finally decided to reveal the holy spirit

in you…” said Gerald, a hint of happiness in his tone as he took his short blade out.

“…Hmm? What’s this?” said Gerald the moment he realized that the short blade looked slightly different from

before. Looking closely at it, it seemed that peculiar lines and words had appeared on both sides of the blade.

On one of the sides, the word ‘Dawnbreaker’ could be seen engraved on the blade in ancient-like handwriting.

‘Dawnbreaker… I guess that’s your name, huh. What an overbearing name!’ Gerald thought to himself.

Turning to look at the other side of the short blade, Gerald saw that there were many more tiny lines and pictures

on this side.

As he squinted to make sense of the images, to his surprise, the pictures on the blade seemed to be able to

communicate with him!

The moment his gaze fell upon a small, black figure, it instantly became animated and began repeatedly

performing a few movements.

“…Could Christopher have awakened a dormant power within Dawnbreaker when he touched it earlier…?

Regardless, based on the figures’ actions, it seems to be showing me the proper way to use the short blade!”

Understanding that, Gerald began seriously observing the animate figure’s actions. After repeatedly watching the

black figure’s movements, Gerald was able to discern four different attack patterns.

The baffling thing was, only one of the four attacks felt like they were meant to be used by the Dawnbreaker. The

other three felt more like attacks suited for a long sword.

While that was what he initially thought, the more Gerald observed the black figure’s movements, the more he was

able to imagine himself doing all four of the attacks.

Once he felt he was ready, Gerald gripped the short blade’s handle tightly. His strength appeared to trigger

something within the blade, causing it to start whistling. Following that, the weapon seemed to begin chanting.

Hearing that, Gerald then tossed the blade with one swift movement. As it flew forward, it produced a terrifying

noise that sounded like it was tearing through the air around it.

What more, the blade’s power seemed to have increased as well, slicing through any trees and destroying any

large rocks that stood in its path. Eventually, the short blade began flying back to Gerald.

However, instead of catching it, he used his mind to control the short blade to make a second attack.

The short blade obeyed, and since it did, Gerald knew that he now had an extremely handy assistant on the

battlefield that was able to fly all over the place and look for flaws on his opponents.

So this was the true way of using the Dawnbreaker…