Livelywood strolled slowly as he wandered through the House of Slumdon. Along the way, he passed the vibrant flower garden that Yara had lovingly tended for months. "Hi, Lord Livelywood…" ca Yara's sudden voice from amidst the flowers. "Ah!" Livelywood jumped slightly, startled, before breaking into an awkward grin. "Hi, Yara…" Yara stepped closer. "Hi. So, what do you think of my garden?" Livelywood hesitated, looking a bit unsure of how to respond. "It's… it's beautiful," he said, his gaze shifting between the garden and her. "Oh really?" Yara teased. "Is it the flowers, or is it ?" She giggled softly. "Ah, um… the flowers," Livelywood replied, clearly flustered, scratching the back of his head.
Livelywood nodded politely before continuing toward the blacksmith workshop. Once he was out of earshot, he let out a deep sigh, shaking his head at the unexpected exchange.
Livelywood once again wanted to confirm that Broken was still working on the weapon he had requested. Yet, as had been the case every other ti he visited the workshop, Broken was nowhere to be found. Deciding to wait, Livelywood made his way back to the garden and settled on a long iron bench with a clear view of the blacksmith workshop. From there, he could watch for Broken's return. anwhile, Yara continued tending to her flowers, cheerfully watering them with care. "Lord Livelywood, did you know I'm studying magic?" Yara called out suddenly.
Livelywood glanced at her but quickly looked away, feeling awkward. He was never quite comfortable talking with cheerful, outgoing won like Yara. Despite being the sa age, his limited interactions with won left him feeling inept in such situations. "Ah, yes… how's it going? I'm sure you're learning quickly…"
Yara approached him, her face lit with a bright smile that only made Livelywood more flustered. "I heard you're a very skilled swordsman," she said. "Could you give so tips on how to learn sothing quickly and efficiently?" "Ah… yes, um… maybe the key is to practice continuously," Livelywood replied hesitantly. "I think that's the most important thing." "I see!" Yara exclaid. "Then I'll have to reduce my sleep hours! I want to make Lord Broken proud." Before Livelywood could respond, she spun around and returned to her flowers, humming a cheerful rain-summoning song as she watered them.
"Did I just give her the wrong advice?" Livelywood murmured quietly.
Monts later, Elincia strolled into the garden and sat beside him. She glanced at his face, noting his flustered deanor, and let out a small laugh. "Hi, Elincia."
"Are you taken aback by Yara's overwhelming cuteness, Livelywood?"
"Uh… no… I'm just here waiting for Broken…"
"She is absolutely adorable… I don't think Broken would begrudge you for making a move on her," Elincia said teasingly.
Before he could muster a reply, the wait was over. Yara suddenly burst out of the workshop with an ecstatic expression, practically sprinting toward Livelywood and Elincia. "Lord Broken has returned!" she exclaid breathlessly. "He said he's in the process of completing the sword!" Livelywood jumped to his feet. His face lit up with joy as he responded, "That's wonderful! I'm so pleased to hear that!"
Elincia and Livelywood rose eagerly, following Yara toward the workshop.
Inside, Broken glanced up briefly, offering them a warm smile before turning back to his work.
Livelywood smiled nervously, unsure of whether to speak. Elincia leaned in and whispered, "Let's wait and see!" The workshop was quiet and still, save for the rhythmic sound of Broken's hamr striking the glowing tal. After a while, Broken paused, wiping sweat from his brow before casting a glance to the two. "I'm almost done.
Elincia and Livelywood exchanged a look before stepping closer to get a better view of the nearly completed sword. "It's beautiful," Elincia whispered.
"Yes," Livelywood agreed.
Broken turned back to them, a confident smile spreading across his face. "I'm sure this will be Legendary-grade. I've put everything into it…. precision, dedication, and care." Livelywood's face imdiately grew tense. "No… Unique-grade is more than enough for …" Elincia smirked. "Oh, but a Legendary-grade sword would be fascinating, wouldn't it? Surely, you can afford it, Livelywood." Livelywood shook his head. "Hopefully… Hopefully, it's not Legendary."
Ti seed to stretch endlessly as they watched Broken perform the final hamr strokes with precision and skill. Then, in a decisive mont, the last hamr strike resounded through the workshop.
A brilliant burst of energy radiated from the sword, signaling the completion of its crafting. The dazzling display filled the room.
Broken's face fell in disappointnt, while Livelywood exhaled deeply. The luminous hue surrounding the sword: green. "Haha, I'm more than happy with this."
"Damn," Broken muttered, shaking his head. "When I genuinely hoped for it to be Legendary, it still didn't happen." Elincia chid in. "Well, I can understand why soone as 'broken' as you would have such high expectations." [Tempest's Fury]
[Grade: Unique]
[Attack Power: 770~847
Wind Elental Magic Attack: 945~1040]
[...]
The sword was breathtaking, its blade featuring a semi-transparent center that glead a brilliant blue, surrounded by a soft, light green aura that added to its stunning appearance. "I'm certain this sword suits you and your fighting style perfectly, Livelywood," Broken said with a faint smile. "I suppose it's ti to discuss the price, isn't it?" Elincia chid in.
"Indeed!" Livelywood replied enthusiastically. "I'll make sure to pay for it!" Elincia leaned in slightly, adding, "I have an estimate in mind, but I'd like to share the weapon details with the guild to gather so opinions. Would you be alright with that, Broken?"
"No problem," Broken replied without hesitation. Livelywood imdiately shared the sword's information in the guild chat, and the responses ca quickly. "Wow, this is incredible! I'm bidding 500 gold pieces for it, Broken!" Booba said.
"Are you out of your mind?" Elincia shot back. "You won't even be able to use this sword, you idiot! You're not a wind elent."
"I can't wait for my turn!" Rember chid in. "I want a new sword too!"
"It's obvious this item's description has caught my attention as well," Jovina comnted.
Elincia interjected, "Keep in mind, Livelywood also provided the materials and the blueprint for this sword." Broken spoke up. "I'm fully aware of Livelywood's contributions. He gave the Fae Soul Stone, his help during the war, and much more. Considering all of that, I believe 200 gold is a fair price." Livelywood said. "Please, Broken, I'm not asking for a discount. I'm ready to pay the appropriate amount."
"Khi khi khi," Goldrich chid in. "I think 200 gold is too low, Broken… It doesn't seem enough to value your potential and the ti you've invested on it." Elincia added. "Exactly. We all want the chance to commission weapons from you, Broken. Setting a reasonable price will ensure you're willing to continue taking commissions." Broken pondered for a mont before responding. "Alright then, 300 gold. I think that's fair."
"I agree," Livelywood said.
"Deal," Broken concluded.
Livelywood felt a wave of relief and satisfaction wash over him, a smile spreading across his face. At last, he had acquired a weapon he could fully utilize to its potential. With that settled, he took a deep breath, his form fading away as he logged out, leaving the sword resting safely in the room.
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