Amber opened her palm, looking at Cain with a smile, “2-tier spells, their power is above the first level for many reasons.” SWOSH! A long sword appeared in her hand, flashing with a bright red light. [Flame blade]
“Like fire claw, this spell creates a blade, but it’s longer.” The sword left a crimson trail as she swung it. “You can carry it as a sword or use it as you want.”
This time she swung her staff, making the blade emerge from the tip. “You can even lend it to other people, like your fighter who lost his sword.” She then threw the sword to Arad, and he caught it.
“Is this all?” Arad asked, staring at the blade and throwing it back to Amber.
“Still not impressed?” She tilted her head, swinging the sword at the shield from earlier. ZIN! The blade cut right through like a hot knife through butter. “Another thing,” Amber clenched her fist, breaking the sword. “It can do this,”
ZAN! The blade emerged from her back and then disappeared to appear from her stomach, then her head and knee. “It can be called from any part of my body.”
Arad lifted his arm, closing his eyes as he focused on the spell. ^All I need is to concentrate on the flame and then release it.^ After about a minute of focusing, the blade emerged from his forearm. ZAN!
“Amazing, now swing his arm slowly.” Amber stared at him, smiling. “Don’t make any sudden movements that could break your concentration.”
KA-DON! Arad clenched a fist, engulfed in flames. The blade screamed as he swung, giving each fighter around a chill. 𝒷𝓭ℴ𝓋𝓵.𝒸ℴ𝓶
“A burning fist and the blade follow it immediately.” Arad grinned as he could now punch and cut at the same time. Not to mention that he doesn’t need a new sword.
“Is this all?” He looked toward Amber with a smile.
“Yeah, there weren’t any more spells in that book. I could teach some of mine if you want.” She looked at him with a passive face.
“No need. I will get more spells first. I also have other things to do. I spent enough time training for the day.” Arad took a step forward, leaving the training ground.
“That was amazing, Chief. Are you sure you didn’t learn magic before?”
Arad shook his head, “No, this is my first time playing with it.”
Lydia stared at him, remembering the day he shattered her sword in his palm. “You’re stronger than even C-rankers. It’s both amazing and strange.”
Arad looked at her, “There is nothing strange about power. If you have it, then use it.” The slight flicker in his eyes gave her a creepy feeling. This man was dangerous.
“Arad, what should we check first?”
“I like to check the butcher and get the rest of our money. We can visit Mira’s shop and get some supplies before heading out.” Arad replied to her, taking the lead and walking forward.
***
The butcher smiled upon seeing Arad, “Young man, how are ya?” Waving his bloodied hand.
“How much was the rest?” Arad asked while Jack stood beside him. Aella stayed at the door as she didn’t like meat and the foul smell of tens of gouged monster stomachs.
“Stright to business, like a knife to a sheep’s throat.” The butcher smiled, pointing at the desk with smile, “Seventeen gold coins, seventy-seven silver, and five copper,”
Arad lifted the paper and looked at him with Jack. “That’s a lot of money, Chief.”
“It isn’t much when you compare it with weapons prices,” Arad said, with a worried face, remembering the price Alcott and Ginger paid for the dagger. ^They didn’t even use it in the fight. Why is that?^
“What are you talking about, Chief? We only need decent weapons. Those can’t price anywhere close to a gold coin. Are you talking about legendary weapons or exotic effects? They are pretty much useless.” Jack replied with a puzzled face.
“What, legendary weapons are strong, right?” Arad stared at him.
“They aren’t strong. But are optimized for one purpose. A demon-slaying sword would be useless against humans or even devils. It only kills demons.”
“So, you get them when you have a job for them?” Arad couldn’t understand the purpose of such a thing.
“Alcott is a dragon slayer. He can buy a legendary dragon-slaying greatsword and use it every day. But what are we going to do with it?” Jack gave Arad an example.
“I get it. To us, it’s a useless chunk of steel, while Aclott alone can put it to good use.” Arad replied.
“Yeah. Those weapons are made and intended for high-level adventurers who already specialized in one job.” Jack took the paper and gave it to Arad.
Lydia approached them, “I heard the axe Nina keeps hanging behind her desk is a dangerous legendary weapon.”
“I expected as much, but do we know what it does?” Arad asked.
Jack stared at him, puzzled, “You don’t know? Everyone fears and respects Nina because of that axe.”
“When wielded by a barbarian, it keeps resurrecting them after death, but they go berserk. It has other limitations, but we only know that Nina alone can use it.” Lydia said with a scared face.
The butcher stared at them, “I remember that day like yesterday. It was grim.”
“What did happen?” Arad asked.
“A dumb noble to fancy to Nina, so he sent a marriage request. Our girl refused, and he got angry, sending his army of around a thousand soldiers to pick her up.” The butcher looked at the blood on the table, lifting his cleaver.
“In the barbarian culture, you have to prove your strength first. Nina is quite open-minded, so she knows that the soldiers are a part of the noble’s strength.” The butcher smiled, “She accepted his offer under the barbarian traditions, even sending him a letter that she would be clashing with his army.”
“It didn’t go well, right?”
“The noble accepted with a thrilled face. All the army needs to do is bring Nina by force, and Nina will accept his marriage offer.” The butcher smacked his cleaver on the table.
“Nina massacred his army, killing three-thirds while the rest fled in terror.” The butcher looked at Arad, “Be wary. Nina might seem loving and gentle as a receptionist. But the only one capable of slowing her down is Alcott.”
Arad made a mental note never to make Nina angry.
“Let’s go back,” Lydia said with a smile, “All S-ranks are monsters compared to us. It shouldn’t be strange if Alcott is capable of the same.”
They all headed toward the guild hall, meeting Nina at her desk, “Here you go, the report from the butcher.” Arad said with a smile.
“I will add it to your account, or do you want to take some?”
“Put fifteen gold coins in the account and give me the rest,” Arad replied while thinking. “Can I ask you something?”
Jack grabbed him, “Don’t ask her. She might not like it.”
Arad looked at him, “I have something else in mind.”
Nina looked at them, puzzled, “Houses, how much do they go for?” Arad asked.
Nina looked at him with an empty face for a moment, “Excuse me for a moment,” She went back to the office and picked up some documents.
“The price varies a lot. The cheapest one has two rooms and goes for eighty gold coins. And the other end is a small fort for five hundred platinum coins.”
Jack looked at Arad, “Of course, you would want a nest.” He grinned while stealing looks at Aella.
Arad stared back at Jack for a moment and then looked toward Nina, “What do you consider decent a good offer?”
Nina looked troubled, “I’m not that versed in this, but I think this one looks nice. A small mansion with a garden for around forty platinum coins.”
Arad sighed, “I was used to copper, so when I got a couple of gold coins, I thought I could get a house(Lair).” He looked down with a sad face, “We need more money,” His head jolted up, his draconic brain tingling, “Yeah, it won’t do without wealth.”
For some reason, everyone in the guild felt a strange aura emerging from Arad. BANG! Nina smacked Arad’s head with a paper roll, “Look at me,” She stared into his eyes.
“Red bloodline sorcerers can get pretty annoying when they start acting like dragons, Don’t become another one.” She smiled.
Arad shook his head, “Sorry,”
Aella stared at Arad, “Come on, Arad, will do it slowly.” She patted his back.
“Cheif, you’re worse than me when it comes to gold. I like that!” Jack wrapped his arm around Arad’s neck, smiling. “Let’s get rich together.”
Lydia stared at them and then at Nina, “A strange bunch, aren’t they?”
Nina giggled, “Of course, but they are good souls.” She took a paper from underneath her desk, “Alcott usually takes this when he needs some extra gold. You can use it.”
When Aella looked at the paper, It was a list of medicinal herbs, rare games, and their location.
