Buying a Sword

"I'd like to convert the mana coins into gold coins." As he said this, Peter took two mana coins from his inventory and walked up to the desk.

"Hmm!" For a little while, Keth frowns. Although mana coins were valuable currency, having only two of them was insufficient for nobility. He hadn't expected Peter to ask someone like him to trade for only two mana coins.

He takes out a couple of papers and writes a few things with his own signature. After writing on the paper, he folds it and throws it on the floor.

"Go to the Treasury and bring back 2,000 gold coins!"

Ray nods quickly and hurries away after picking up the paper. Peter frowns as he notices this. He didn't expect such a slavery regulation to exist in a world where people are highly advanced in science and magic.

But when he thinks back on what Ray said, he can only sigh inwardly. He is not related to anyone. So he's not going to try to change anything.

"Did you decide to join our guild?" Keth inquired, his gaze fixed on Peter.

"As I already stated, this decision is extremely important to me. And, because I'm following someone in the future. I need to know if the person I'm following is worthy or not. I'll be staying in the city for a week. I'll get back to you after the week is over." Peter sighed and replied with a glum expression.

Peter was well aware of his inability to deceive.

Keth threw Jerry a sidelong glance before turning back to Peter and said, "Alright, then, I'll wait for your answers."

Ray dashed in as they were talking. But when he walked in the door, he bowed as he approached them. He stepped to the side and handed Keth a purse packed with gold coins.

"Here!" While taking the mana coins, Keth transfers the gold coins to Peter. Even though two mana coins were not much, they were valuable. Then he turned to Peter and said, "Since you're going out, bring him with you. He can assist you in better understanding the town."

Peter wanted to decline, but when he saw their suspicious looks, he decided to bring Ray along.

'Huh! This is going to be a hassle. Should I just focus on those skills?' Peter sighed as he walked out of the manager's room. In front of him, there were three different skills panels in front of him.

[Skill- Iron Body

Rank- Common

Description- Body like the iron, skin like the metal. This skill allows the climber to form the body strong as the iron with different exercises.

Effect 1: It makes the skin as tough as iron

Effect 2: It increases the strength of an iron]

[Skill- Silver Lance

Rank- Common

Description- Using lance as a weapon, piercing the enemy from two feet away. This skill allows climbers to understand and use the lances.

Effect 1: It has several lance moves to practice]

'Hmm! Considering the benefits and drawbacks, only Iron Body is suitable for me!' Peter paused for a moment before removing Silver Lance.

He didn't start practicing Iron Body right away. He was still strolling along the street.

Bam!

"B*tch! You dare to raise your head. Didn't your parents teach you slave manners?" Peter was startled awake by the sound of a child. When he looked back, he observed a fat adolescent beating the head of a young girl who, despite being hit, was staring up.

"Please forgive her folly, my lord! We beg you." Near them, a middle-aged guy and a middle-aged lady knelt and shouted as they kowtowed on the ground.

"You were her parents, right? How could you have forgotten to teach this b*tch the fundamentals? Guards thrashed them!" The overweight adolescent yelled as he pointed his finger at the middle-aged guy and woman.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Those guards gulped their spit and approached them. They appear hesitant, but they continue to beat the middle-aged man and woman.

"Let's leave!" When Peter saw this, he grimaced. But he had no intention of interfering. He didn't want to make things worse for himself. But when he saw Ray's expression, he knew he had to leave.

He was aware that Ray was undecided about whether or not to seek his assistance. After all, his position is no lower than that of a noble. Although those guards and the obese youth weren't particularly strong, he didn't want to insult anyone behind them, at least not in front of everyone.

Ray ultimately gave up hope and asked Peter for assistance, showing him the route. He assumed Peter was a kind person because he allowed him to elevate his head. Peter is a kind man. During those two years, he did, however, finally develop the Stone Heart.

Nonetheless, he is not entirely untouched by this. He was still vulnerable, which is why he had left early. Because he was afraid that Mind of a Hero might take over his mind once more.

He didn't mind being a hero because he had always wanted to be one. But he no longer gives a damn. When all hope was gone, all he had ahead of him was a basic life. As a result, he unknowingly built the Stone Heart, which resulted in the birth of three personalities.

However, his third personality has not been prominent in his life. And he has no idea what his third personality is. He merely imagined himself to have two personalities. One was the personality he kept in front of everyone, while the other was kept secret.

Of course, it has been inverted within the tower until now. Or, more accurately, he has been revealing his hidden self most of the time. Because he blames his death on his Mind of a Hero personality. That is why he attempts to appear cold and distant.

"Sir, where are we going?" While Peter was lost in his own thoughts, Ray turned back his head and inquired.

"Bring me to the weapon store!" Peter paused for a moment to reflect. even though he needed Flame Ore and Fire Spirit Grass, he wasn't sure if he should ask Ray about it. Ray, after all, was a member of the Fire Dragon Guild.

"Sir, yes!" Ray leads him with a nod of his head.

They arrived in front of a large skyscraper after five minutes. It was more like a modern structure, with a concrete and glass exterior. The front was filled with glass panes, while the back was concrete-plastered. A young man greets Peter and Ray as they enter the premises through the main door.

"Good day, Mr. Guest! What kind of weapon do you want to buy?" Ray was nearly the age of a young man who strolled out and chatted politely. He was dressed in a white shirt and black pants.

"I'd like to purchase a sword. Do you have any suggestions?" When Peter looks around, he notices a variety of weaponry on various shelves. Hammer, spiky hammer, ax, knives, and even whips were available.

Swords, knives, spears, and bows were also present.

The young man nods and motions Peter to the second floor. The number of weapons reduces on the second floor.

"Sir, we have Low-Grade, Middle-Grade, High-Grade, and Top-Grade Weapons at our store. Prices vary depending on the grade. I'm curious what grade you prefer." The young man addressed me politely.

"Grades? Aren't weapons classified as common, uncommon, or mystic?" Peter blinked and inquired, perplexed.

"Sir, everything above Common Rank is not available on Floor Zero. Even top-tier materials are difficult to come by!" Ray walked carefully to the front and murmured.

"Oh! Can I then check the quality?" Peter nods his head, having grasped the scenario, and questioned the young man.

"Sir, yes!" The young man nods and walks up to one of the shelves. He chooses a sword at random and presents it to Peter. Peter mutters, holding the blade, "System, can I view its stat?"

The sword was almost four feet long and double-edged. The blade had been honed extensively, and the hilt was robust.

"Yes, the system has an appraisal feature. Do you want to utilize it?" The robotic voice of the system echoes in his consciousness.

"Yes!" Peter nods his head, perplexing the young man. Ray was not perplexed because he knew Peter was a climber. He was, nonetheless, intrigued by what Peter was doing and saying. It was simple to claim that Peter was conversing with someone else.

[Item- Double-Edged Sword

Rank- Common

Description- A sword made out of raw iron ore. It has sharp edges that can slice pigs like butter.

Effect: 2+ STR

Durability- Poor]

"Hmm! Is this a Middle-Grade or a Low-Grade question?" Peter scowled and inquired of the young man when he noticed the plus two effect.