This time, Benjamin really did not know what to say.
No wonder Miles was so into the legend about the holy sword, when a person only has three years left to live, no matter what, he will do everything possible to extend his lifespan.
However... that rusty broken sword seemed to be unable to fulfill his wish.
Benjamin shook his head, walked over there and picked up the broken sword.
He tried to infuse spiritual energy into it, but the spiritual energy contained in the blade itself seemed to be too large, so the energy he tried to infuse was like a cow entering the sea, and was instantly engulfed in it. Whereas the broken sword itself did not have any special reaction.
"Perhaps... this sword can remove the curse, but that is because of the strong spiritual energy contained in it, and a curse is a special type of way to utilize spiritual energy." He thought for a moment and he continued, "In your case, I think it is not exactly a curse, so this sword will not be of any use."