Special Training

Lucien went to his office to retrieve the mage staff, which was collecting dust in the corner of the room. He had never used it, relying instead on his sword and rune magic.

As he handed the staff to Brigantia, he couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed by its plain appearance. "It looks... lame," he muttered.

Brigantia inspected the staff carefully, her fingers running over its surface. "What do you mean lame? This staff is made from the 'World Tree.' How did you get this?" she asked, her eyes wide with astonishment.

"Well... I got this as a package to live in this world," Lucien explained, trying to recall the details. "Is it really that good and strong?"

"You're kidding! This must be the strongest one!" Brigantia exclaimed, lifting the staff with a newfound respect.

"How about we trade it for some treasure from my dungeon? This would be perfect for my collection," she suggested, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.