As soon as William returned to his small shop, he began designing a sword for Malise to sell. He wanted to create one of the few swords he had in mind that would be unique and magnificent in appearance. In addition, he would use the System to make this sword.He immediately began to draw. He drew a sword on a large piece of parchment that made people's fingers feel cold. The sword was three fingers thick and one and a half meters long. Its hilt was one and a half times larger than a normal human hand. This would make it easier to use with either one or two hands.It would also have deep carvings in the form of curved lines on the blade to allow blood to flow easily. Calculating that the total weight of the sword would be fifteen kilos, William could not bear it and went to his study and began to make an alloy for the sword with inferior materials. In making this sword, he used some black iron because he thought it should feel a little more comfortable in the hand. In addition, he prep
"This sword is perfect! Simply perfect! A monument of craftsmanship! It's like a work of art for blacksmiths!"The muscular blacksmith, his hair tied back with a bandana, spoke."Really! This craftsmanship is a bit beyond my level..." The man with the monocle in one eye added. They both nodded excitedly. They had not seen a sword of such craftsmanship for many years."Not only the sword but the hilt and sheath are also perfect. Most mages will want to keep this as a family inheritance."Malise looked impatient. He had listened to these two men murmur praise about the sword for two hours."What is so perfect? Explain it quickly! What matters is how much we can sell it for!" She looked impatient and stamped her feet on the ground."How much? In my opinion, it is priceless!" The man with the monocle looked at the sword and spoke. The other man nodded in agreement.Just as Malise was about to explode with impatience, the man with the monocle began to speak."First, the materials used. In
When Malise saw the person coming, she immediately came down from the upper floor and rushed to the door. She didn't even care about the second-rank official mage who had come this far, but this person was more valuable to her than the second-rank mage because he was still very young.Even though he was very young, he was very close to becoming a second-rank mage. Hundreds of rumours had spread about him. The strongest of these rumours was that this person might actually be a second-rank mage right now. He was still waiting because his main goal was to become a much stronger second-rank mage. There was no duel he had ever challenged and won, and the event that really made him famous was when he exchanged a few moves with a second-rank mage. Even though he escaped with minor injuries, the fact that he did not die was what made him famous.When he came to the door, the handsome face of him became even more obvious. Long hair, handsome face, fiery temper. Yes, this man was Acheron.Malis
Number 8 Lovers Street. That was the address written on the paper William came to. It was a villa with European-style architecture, the wooden fences in the garden were old as if they were from tens of thousands of years ago, and the garden was neglected and full of dry grass, as far as he could see from the short and old fences, and yet it still looked ancient. William opened the unlocked gate to the garden and entered cautiously. Then he came to the main entrance of the villa, with two doors decorated with reliefs of arrows and bows, and knocked several times. But a deep sound accompanied his knocks as if the inside were empty.Soon the door opened and an old man appeared behind it. He invited William in. William wasn't surprised that he was a first-rank mage. Acheron would not send him to a place where he would waste time.William was in for a big surprise when he entered the main hall. The inside was not as deserted as it looked from the outside. There were more than twenty seats
William accompanied the caravan easily for five days. The caravan, like any other caravan, would stop for the night, camp, and then continue on their way in the morning.So far, they had encountered dozens of creatures along the way, and they had easily defeated all of them and been guests at the caravan's dinner tables. They stopped occasionally in a few villages and towns, buying furs, leather, and all kinds of herbs from the townspeople, who welcomed them enthusiastically.William's attention was focused solely on Elura. In fact, once, in a situation where more than ten creatures were attacking at once, he was so focused on Elura that he did not notice the two official mages watching him intently. William had smelled them all, and Elura's scent in particular was now too strong for him to lose. (Yes, I know. This looks very perverted.)Another five days later, William awoke from his homemade hammock in a tree to the sounds of battle. Two scouts were missing about a kilometre ahead.
The old man and 2 young mages survived. When they saw that the enemy before them did not die in the shower of spells, they took this as an opportunity and ran away. Even though they were sad to lose the people they had left behind, the people they had worked with for a long time, their first priority was to protect Ms Elura and bring her back safely.The old man muttered in a low voice. "He said he would take her to Valimar..." One of the young men beside him asked. "What?" They were holding the old man's arm and they knew that the old man, who had lost an arm, could faint at any moment."Nothing..." The old man stopped at that moment and slipped out of the arms of the two young men. Then he went to a tree and sat down with effort. It would take some time to get used to one arm.After sitting down, he motioned for the two young men to sit next to him. Then he took some potions out of his dimensional bag and gave them to the young men. He took one for himself."Sir, this is very valuab
Enid, with two mages at her side, flew a few miles before stopping in midair. One of the two mages beside her was an old woman who looked like she was in some kind of trouble. Her white hair and a few long white hairs growing above her lips showed that she was too old to care about her appearance.Enid turned her head and asked the old woman. " Grandma, can you find them?""There's no harm in trying," the old woman said and went down. She put her hand on a thick tree and tapped it several times with the staff in her other hand. The old woman seemed to have touched the whole forest by touching one tree. Suddenly, thousands of trees around her trembled as if they were one body, and that body had a heart. Then it boomed several times as if this body had a heart.Enid resented this scene whenever she saw it. She wanted to learn this spell, but it would prevent her from learning a more powerful and life-saving spell. That's why she gave up. Fortunately, her grandmother was always around to
'Damn it. I am definitely going to die...' As he thought about these words, William regretted his decision. Elura panicked a lot, and that caused her to not be able to make the right decisions."Should I drink this?" With trembling hands, Elura took the potion bottle, looked at William and asked with all seriousness. The ideas she was thinking were too absurd to be true and would have given William enough reason to kill her with his own hands if he had heard them. Is this a life-saving potion? Or will I suddenly become a second-rank mage?At this time, William's eyebrows barely raised. This was no sign from William, but it took Elura some time to understand."Damn, how could I forget!" Elura was actually very familiar with potions, weapons, armour and precious materials. The excitement of the event made her forget everything she knew. She quickly opened the lid and smelled the potion. When she opened the lid, the milky white liquid shone with a magnificent light, and this light lit a