"You have two expanding pouches on you. That should be more than enough for the ti being," rlin mumbled as he took a proper look at Zayn's equipnt. They were already in the Weaponsmith's Shop but the Weaponsmith was still working on a new weapon, which could be heard quite clearly.
The sound of a hamr striking fiercely on a bright yellow tal bar echoed throughout the entire shop and even outside.
Rather than separating his working space and the area for custors to take a look at the finished products, the weaponsmith's idea to attract buyers was a little different. Everything was located in one room, which gave the weaponsmith an even better opportunity to show off his craftsmanship and hard evidence that he was actually the one to forge all the masterpieces that were displayed in his shop.
"A Weapon Artifact would be great for you and within your budget, but it would be stolen from you sooner or later because you're a Normie without any reputation. You have only a single Soulring and you're quite literally a teenager, who will have a hard ti receiving recognition while being surrounded by mature veterans no matter how strong you actually are," rlin pointed out, ignoring that his words may actually hurt Zayn.
If Zayn did not grow a tough skin to endure the truth even after facing the ridicule and disgust of the people around him for years, he would be the wrong person to help rlin complete his mission, in the first place!
"The Colosseum's Manager wouldn't like to see with a Weapon Artifact as well, I guess. I just need a weapon of high quality that is strong enough to cut through the defense of the Chira," Zayn guessed before his expression turned sour for a mont, "Though I don't really know how easy it will be to find such a weapon that can be wielded by a Normie with a single Soulring, and is not an Artifact."
Zayn had heard quite a bit about Artifact. There were various types of Artifacts but all of them had one thing in common; they were superior to ordinary weapons and other armants. Artifacts were usually made from extraordinary materials, such as the Essences of monsters, tals that had been purified and refined through the pressure of the massive number of soul particles that entered the tal over the course of decades, or even centuries, and so on.
There were various ways to create Artifacts but only a few were skilled enough to actually be able to create a proper Artifact, including the Weaponsmith they visited.
"That's why we're only buying two sabers that will be fit for your height and strength before buying a large number of potions and other things you will need for your training," rlin said rather calmly. Unlike Zayn, he didn't seem to be too bothered about finding a suitable weapon. His trust in the Weaponsmith was more than enough to relieve him of any stress in that regard.
"Why two sabers though?" Zayn asked, wondering what exactly rlin had planned.
"I am going to teach you the Double Saber Kalivan technique, of course! The lesser version I've created after losing my arm is not comparable to the technique I was taught in the Dojo from a young age," rlin said nonchalantly, looking around the shop in hopes of finding the perfect weapon for Zayn at a glance.
"Wow...thanks."
Baffled by the sudden revelation, Zayn couldn't really say much more, but rlin just shook his head.
"I need to train you as quickly as possible because the fact that I train you, a Normie, will definitely raise suspicion and reach the Colosseum's staff sooner or later. It may take a few months because nobody really cares about anymore, but the people I don't want to know about you yet will find out about your existence in the near future.
It would be best if you fight and defeat the Chira before that happens. That ans I need to teach you the strongest technique I know, not a lesser version of it. Whether I like it or not, I'm depending on you in that regard. I am making use of you, not the other way around!" He clarified, choosing to be honest with the teenager.
Zayn was not exactly of the sa opinion as rlin but he could tell that it was better to stay quiet at this mont.
Because it looked like the Weaponsmith would take a while to finish forging, rlin walked through the shop while revealing a few more things about him, or his situation to be precise.
"The rchant family learned a while ago that I continued to work hard. After so research, they found out that I was actually still in possession of the System and that my God granted a mission that rewarded with the regrowth of my arm. Because they couldn't kill inside the city where the governnt would investigate the murder of a B-rank Adventurer, they used petty tricks to dry and block all of my inco streams.
That basically ans that I'm dirt poor and that you have to buy everything needed for your training. Sorry about that," He pointed out while scratching the back of his head rather sheepishly.
rlin truly felt as if he was exploiting Zayn, especially because he wanted to use the fortune accumulated by the young man to strengthen Zayn as quickly as possible.
He was getting impatient and Zayn was the answer to everything, or so it seed.
"Oh, that's no problem. I didn't intend to be a leech either way. You are rely supposed to train , not to feed with highly nutritious food and potions. I actually prefer investing lots of money in my training as long as that ans I can beco stronger in a short period of ti!" Zayn said, not to console rlin, but because he actually did not want to use rlin as a stepping stone.
"You're a really good kid, you know that, right?" rlin asked, looking back at Zayn, who raised an eyebrow.
"That's not true. You just don't know well enough," Zayn responded, not saying anything else.
rlin stared at the young man with the corners of his lips raised and muttered,
"If you say so, kiddo."
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