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Amaterasu, at Lane Street.

Inside a weapon store with a clear selection of different medieval weapons and armory. It had three floors; the first one with a wide range of swords, bows, and shields.

The second had a variety of armor and accessories. The third one had a collection of rare and unique weapons.

At this moment, a handsome man with a strong and athletic physique entered the store. He didn't have any blemishes, and a pair of silver earrings adorned his ears.

Ambrose browsed through the first floor's weapons with a disinterested look. There were many weapons that would have been of great use to him before, but when compared with Black and Red Swords, they seemed dull.

"Hello, sir." A man with a small goatee and a sly smile approached him. He was rubbing his hands together like a sneaky merchant.

"What?" Ambrose asked disinterestedly and looked away from the collection of poor weapons.