Recovery
“Magic artifact?”
The little boy shook his head, “That is a very precious item! Last year the auction only sold one low-grade magic artifact. There were even official Magi present who joined the bidding……”
“So it’s like this. Take me to the weapons shop!”
Leylin followed the little boy to where the blacksmith’s smithy was.
“Hey! Big-bearded old man, I brought you some business!” Once the little boy entered the forge he started shouting loudly.
“I’ll be right there!” The shop owner did indeed have a thick and bushy beard. He was not tall, but the muscles on his arm were extremely hard and gave an impression of power.
“Greetings esteemed guest! I am the owner of this smithy, please call me Black Hammer!” The shop owner introduced himself.
“I need a cross blade!” Leylin spoke of his intentions. Previously, he had ruined his cross blade when fighting the mutated Green Tree Sprite. He now wanted a better quality one, something that wasn’t easy to obtain.