64

Opening a Herbal Shop

Forseti was a little surprised. The old father he had never seen before actually left something for him? He didn't know what was in the box.

"Thank you, Aunt."

With the box and the key, Forseti returned to his room and couldn't wait to open it. The box had been covered in dust for many years. Upon opening it, a musty smell emerged. Inside were a letter, a pile of money, a medal, and a small box.

The items seemed ordinary enough. He opened the letter and found it filled with various caring words from his father, along with some trivial memories and small talk. The handwriting was messy and full of smears, indicating it was written by a rough man.

Forseti, who was no longer the same person and had never seen his father, felt nothing after reading it. There was a substantial amount of money in the box, almost full of runes, numbering in the hundreds. For Forseti, this was a significant amount, especially since his net worth had plummeted due to learning spells. Now, he had finally recovered financially.

The medal was an ordinary bronze medal of merit, similar to the one Forseti received for killing Lord Scrins, except that his father's name was Bor, the previous Allfather of the Aesir, and the details were slightly different.

The last item, a small box, caught Forseti's attention. It was delicate and locked. He didn't know what valuable item might be inside. After rummaging for a while, he found a small key in the corner of the box and opened it.

Seeing the contents, Forseti frowned. Inside was a piece of silver metal about the size of a finger, with obvious fracture marks on the edge, indicating it was a fragment of a weapon.

What is this? Forseti picked up the metal fragment and examined it. The metal was light, lighter than Asgardian copper, but it had an amazingly hard texture. Although he hadn't tested it, he had an intuition that even if he attacked it with all his strength, he wouldn't cause any significant damage.

At the same time, it emitted a faint, strange energy fluctuation. After thinking about it, Forseti took out the holy deed, turned to the appraisal section, and placed the silver metal for evaluation.

**[Level 6 item, donation can earn 3912.57 piety.]**

Level six! Forseti's eyes widened. Seeing this appraisal result, a guess formed in his mind: Could this be Uru, the same material as Thor's Hammer?

It seemed entirely possible. After all, his father was a warrior before his death, and it wasn't surprising for him to have acquired a small fragment of a Uru weapon on the battlefield. But with such a small fragment, even an arrow couldn't be made. Its only use was likely...

Forseti immediately turned to the formula for the talent mixture and placed the fragment on it for evaluation.

**[144% replacement for Aojin]**

144% replacement! Forseti was overjoyed. The Aojin needed for the talent mixture was only a tiny amount, and this fragment was more than enough. Just moments ago, he had been worrying about the materials for the talent mixture. Now, he had obtained another one with a super high substitution rate of 144%.

Only five materials left. Forseti was in a good mood. After putting away his father's relics, he went out and headed to the Civil Hall of the Asgard Palace, responsible for handling people's livelihood affairs.

"What's your name?" asked the officer.

"Forseti Garrison. I'm 30 years old, and I'm hoping to get a piece of land in Landvety to build a house on," Forseti said.

Asgard is not the land of the people, and all the land here belongs to the king of gods. However, every Asgardian can obtain the right to use a piece of land for free upon reaching adulthood and build a house.

The civilian opened the map of Landvety Town, a magical map showing three-dimensional scenes with clearly visible terrain.

"Choose a place."

Although Landvety is the largest town in Asgard, the actual settlement is quite small. Just like Forseti's impression of Landvety Town, the map showed it was mostly forests, with most of the remaining area being water, and finally land.

With the Brave Hunter Tavern as the center, Landvety's houses were quite densely distributed, giving it a lively feeling. There weren't many places for Forseti to choose from. After a long time, he finally chose a relatively less lively place.

There was only a river between this spot and the forest. Swimming across was the paradise of Asgard hunters, the primary site of the hunting festival, the Landvety Forest.

"Are you sure about this spot?" the officer asked.

Forseti nodded. "Yes."

The civil servant began writing and said, "Your father was a soldier who died in battle, and he has a medal... So, you don't need to pay the cost of building the house. We will arrange for someone to build it for you, and you can also pick another piece of land."

"However, if you choose two parcels of land that are not connected, the subsidy will only be for one of them."

Forseti thought for a while and chose a parcel adjacent to the first one, doubling the size of his house.

After a while, the civil servant asked, "Do you need to open a shop?"

Forseti replied, "I'm going to open a herbal shop."

The civil servant nodded and continued writing. After a while, all the procedures were completed, and Forseti officially obtained a piece of land in Landvety Town.

Asgard is a small country with few people and not many complicated affairs. After completing the formalities, several craftsmen followed Forseti to Landvety Town to prepare for construction.

"That's it." Forseti held the map in his hand, looked around, and pointed to the land he had chosen. In front of him was an open and flat meadow. The terrain was slightly higher than the surrounding area, with several houses a few hundred meters to the north, becoming denser as one went further north.

To the south of the clearing was a small river with clear, flowing water. Across the river was the dense, shaded Landvety Forest, with towering trees everywhere.

He continued, "Build a house here, just two floors, facing the forest. Leave half of the land as a garden, and I plan to open a herbal shop."

"No problem," said the lead craftsman.

"How long will it take?"

The craftsman smiled. "Don't worry, we are the fastest craftsmen in the Nine Realms. It will only take a few days before you can move in."

Forseti nodded.

The craftsman was about to turn around, then remembered something and asked casually, "What will be the name of your herbal shop?"

Looking at the Landvety Forest across the river, Forseti said slowly, "Azeroth Herbal Shop."

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