When the light dissipated, she was wearing a silver-white Lyra Saint Cloth, holding a lute in one hand. The overall shape of the Saint Cloth was quite different from that in [Saint Seiya], but it covered a large area, and she looked very powerful at first glance.

At least that's what Ai'e thinks.

"How do you feel?" Russell stepped forward and asked.

"I don't know if it's my imagination, but this..."

"The Silver Saint Cloth of Lyra."

"The Silver Saint Cloth of Lyra seems to be more powerful than the Gold Saint Cloth of Ophiuchus."

Ai'e waved the strings slightly, and a strange magic power wandered through her fingertips, easily controlling people's hearts.

"It is indeed an illusion."

Russell nodded in affirmation and said smoothly: "Because of your talent, the Ophiuchus Golden Saint Cloth looks down on you, so the power you can get from it is minimal. In comparison, the silver-level Lyra is more suitable for you.

"

here we go again!

Ai'e rolled her eyes and didn't answer or refute rationally.

"Don't be sad, at least your feeling is right!"

Russell gave encouragement and waved his hand to put away the remaining materials: "This is the end of today's forging. Play a few songs for me."

"Why, there's still plenty of time."
Chapter completed!