Appraisal

"Sell a weapon?" Dave was shocked. He then he lowered his voice and asked, "Are you talking about what I'm thinking about?"

"What you're thinking about? What do you mean?"

Dave took a deep breath. "Are you selling an alchemy weapon you crafted yourself?"

Angor nodded. "Yeah."

Of course, Dave choked a little at the answer.

"You already made an alchemy item?"

"Well, yes. You made one too, right? The propeller machine is way more complicated than mine," Angor said.

"That's different! I've been studying alchemy for… five years!"

Angor smiled. "I used to learn to smith before. I know how to make molds or other tools, so making weapons is easy for me."

"Really?"

"Of course!"

… Of course not.

But seeing how Dave was about to cry again, Angor decided to keep his "white lie" going.

Angor's explanation somehow soothed Dave's sadness and jealousy.