94 A Lord's Ship

I headed to the cove with Judgment in my hand, I couldn't bear to put this beautiful weapon away. Just holding her in my hands made me feel powerful. She was ready to be dyed in the blood of my enemies.

In my time in the Cove of Death I had not went out and experienced the local environment yet, I was too focused on perfecting my craft. I had gained a bit of rapport with the cultivators stationed here, however. It was only natural, anytime someone had an issue with their weapon they came to the blacksmith shop.

Our shop was the only local place where they could get quick repairs to head back to the battlefield. The battlefield in the Cove of Death was aquatic. The Cove of Death was the last stand in the local seas and islands which were filled with chaotic demons. These demons even gathered together to commit piracy.

They would raid our supply lines, pure savages.