Lawrence Cries!

It took William two days to complete the box. There was no material in this box to hold the sword from the edges. Only the reinforced second-level creature hide and wood. Lawrence would be glad that the materials he gave William were not wasted.

The box was mostly made of wood, except for the hide. It weighed at least fifty kilos.

After everything was done, William took a communication device from his dimensional bag and sent some mana into it. After receiving a small flicker from the device, he spoke. "Your order is ready. Please also bring Mr. Lennard. I'm afraid you won't be able to use this sword." Even though he hadn't seen Lawrence for two months, he knew that he wasn't a second-rank mage yet. He was completely ready, but due to one problem, he had not advanced yet.

"We'll be right there."

William tossed the communicator into his dimensional bag and waited. Less than five minutes later, Lawrence, Malise, and the mighty Windwalker Lennard appeared at the door. William invited the
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