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"Please take it, young lady! This is the way I show my honesty." Sighed Saphaley.
"A-Alright then, wait for us to get some things done and we'll get to you later. Perhaps tonight." I said. "Is it okay for you?"
"Yeah, please don't overexert yourself, I am sorry if I came out of the blue, prioritize whatever you were going to do now." Saphaley said humbly. "I'll be going back. I'll try to invite her to her favorite lunch to cheer her up a bit more, pleas wish me luck."
"Good luck Casanova." Celeste said. "Make sure to not fuck it up now."
"Y-Yeah, I'll keep that in mind, Lady Celeste." The young elf walked away.
With a big bag of gold coins, we were left without him. I guess he's already set into doing that for her. For now, I'll do Zephyr's quest and then the request at the adventurer's guild, later, I'll concentrate on Saphaley's affairs. But even then, I might get things done by tomorrow or past tomorrow depending how complex they might result to be.
"So you're going to make tools that facilitate wood carvings?" Asked Aquarina. "How's that a thing?"
"I've been learning Forging Magic with mom." I said. "I know a few things. It is possible to enchant a weapon using spells and imbue it with runes. I just have to come out with a spell to enhance that particular thing."
"Ooh! You're pretty smart if you've learned that type of magic already." Celeste said. "I heard it combines fire, earth, and metal magic together, sometimes nature element too."
"I happen to be pretty good at fire and nature so it wasn't as hard." I smiled pridefully. "Anyways, we're here, little Zephy."
"Oooh!"
In front of us there was the weapon store. We quickly entered without waiting any other second, reaching the interior. Inside we found a large shop filled with weapons and armor, and all sorts of other magical tools and gadgets.
There were wands, staffs, swords, shields, spears, battle axes, armor, and more. Made of a variety of materials from both mined metals to materials extracted from monsters. Zack was stuck looking at a big axe made of monster bone, while Aquarina began wandering around, looking for new daggers.
"Woow, so many weapons! Ah, this feels nice! What should I choose? Unlike everyone else I am free from a weapon of preference, so I could pick anything I want… Such a wide world of possibilities!" Mist was enchanted by the possibility of picking up weapons.
"Well, let's try them all out together. Here, wield this." Zack gave her a battle axe.
"Uuuggh…!" Mist tried wielding it, but it was so heavy she could barely lift it.
Even with her magic enhancing her physical strength, she was certainly not in a good physical shape. Her Physique was still Tier 1 after all, but her Magic Circle was Tier 3 Rank 2 or 3, I think. She was definitely more shaped to be a magician.
"What did I told you? You don't have too many brawns." Zack sighed.
"Hey kids, what are you doing handling my items? Are you buying or what?"
Suddenly, a bearded old elf blacksmith greeted us, the owner of this large shop, one of the most prestigious ones. His white beard and sharp gaze was quite intimidating, his blue eyes seemed blazing with blue flames of anger.
He was very muscular, the belief that elves were sleek and slim was very untrue, they grow in all shapes and forms. This one here was overly muscular though, and a tower of a man, probably almost at three meters. I think the only one that surpass him is my grandpa…
"Hello Rock! How are you?"
"Hm? Ah!"
Rock quickly looked at me in surprise. His actual name was Dverge, but everyone called him Rock because his second name was Rockus. And he liked the name and took it quite easily without complaints.
"Young lady! You're here?! I-I am very sorry! I didn't knew they were with you."
"Oh don't worry. Is it fine if they grab things and try them around? They'll buy something once they're done."
"S-Sure thing! We can even give them discounts!"
He seemed to be a loyal follower of my mother. After all, four years ago this shop didn't even exist. Dverge was born in poverty and he mostly used his talents for forging in a large factory that mass produced magic artifacts, only smelting ores. Mother discovered his talent and quickly funded his own shop, giving him a new career.
Since then, he had become our mass producer of magical weapons, tools, and armor, and thanks to him, our soldiers and guards are always equipped with top notch equipment. Naturally, he treats me very well as I am the daughter of the one that gave him a new opportunity at life.
"I want a sword!" Zephy said while raising his hands and pointing a big sword nearby.
"Oh, young master's here too! You're so small and you want a sword?" Sighed Rock. "Isn't it too dangerous? You could cut yourself!"
"I want one… I will be careful." Zephy nodded. "I want to be like papa and big sis and do woosh and slaaash and boom!"
At the end, Zephy didn't had any ulterior motives, and to be honest his magic alone could be more lethal than a small sword to him or any of us. Rock seemed to have considered that, and even saw his resolve.
"Hmm… Fine, very well. Here, follow me, I think I've got a few weapons that could sit your small frame. They're dwarven swords that had been laying around for a while." Rock quickly led us to the storage where he had even more equipment.
Rock showed us the storage, Zephyr, and Nephi, who followed me, were amazed by all the items laying around. There were bigger weapons than any of the other weapons in the front of the store, it seems the blacksmith has been saving them here for whatever reason. Perhaps because nobody bought them, or they were too big?
No matter, the old Rock led us to an area with tons of small swords saved inside barrels, he quickly took them all out of the barrels and showed them to us happily. Zephyr looked at the weapons with eyes enchanted by the beauty of such items. He quickly stretched his hands trying to snag at one of them, but I stopped him before that.
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