The Mist Vol 1 Chapter 17

Vol 1 Chapter 17

"Welcome."

Dunzel, the owner of the largest weapon shop in Asgar, was an NPC who always greeted customers with a sleepy expression. Not only his expression but also his personality disliked bothersome things, so he would sometimes angrily chase away users who pestered him with questions while buying items. True to his character, Dunzel didn't ask what Kapros was looking for, so Kapros approached and asked.

"Do you happen to have any swords that are between a dagger and a longsword among the swords in this shop?"

"What?"

"I mean swords. I'd like something just a bit longer than the daggers you have here."

"We don't have such things. Why are you looking for such an ambiguous weapon here? Go see old man Pulman in the left alley over there."

Only then realizing what Kapros had come to buy, Kion-hyung immediately said goodbye and pulled Kapros outside.

"A sword? What are you trying to do?"

"I think I need a weapon to protect myself too."

"What? But you're a mage, aren't you? ...Don't tell me you're trying to become a magic swordsman?"

Kion-hyung shook his head.

"Well... I'm not sure if I can do it or not, but I thought it might be good to try again."

"Huh?"

Kapros didn't answer and moved to enter the left alley Dunzel had mentioned. Suddenly, Kion-hyung seemed to discover something and started running towards the back with an "Ah!"

"Hyung?"

When Kapros followed Kion-hyung, he saw him approaching a girl with a flower basket and patting her head.

"Are you okay now?"

"Ah, yes... You're Kion-nim, right? Thank you so much for helping me last time."

Judging by her reddened face, this girl seemed to be the flower-selling girl who had been the cause of the fight with the guys they now had to crush.

"Ugh!"

Kapros approached Kion-hyung, who was grinning like a completely different person, and slapped him on the back.

"So this is the girl."

"Ah... Yeah."

Seeing Kapros's face, the girl opened her eyes wide and smiled.

"Wow. You're really handsome."

Huh?

"Rather than handsome... isn't he pretty?"

He seemed to be trying to speak quietly, but it was all audible.

"Ah, you're right. Yes, hehe."

"Hehehe. You really do have an eye for people."

What are they talking about...

Anyway, seeing that smiling face, Kapros thought that hyung had really done the right thing by saving the child. Watching hyung grinning while having an incomprehensible conversation, Kapros shook his head and slapped his back once more.

"Have you forgotten that we have somewhere else to go right now?"

"Ouch. It hurts, man. I'll go, just give me a moment..."

After stopping Kapros, hyung fumbled in his pocket and pulled out 5 silver coins, holding them out to the girl.

"Here, this is for the flowers I stepped on before. I was too flustered to give it to you then."

"No... it's okay..."

"Take it, take it. Here."

Seeing him change so drastically and grin like that, Kapros began to wonder if hyung perhaps had a younger sister or niece like this. In the end, when hyung forcibly placed the money in the girl's hand, she smiled apologetically and suddenly took out a flower from her basket and held it out to Kapros.

"Here, this is for you."

Why to me?

Kapros wanted to say 'I don't need it,' but seeing the girl's eyes, he couldn't, so he quietly accepted the flower under Kion-hyung's sparkling gaze. The girl then smiled shyly.

"That's the prettiest flower I have. Thank you so much."

"Ah..."

"See you again next time!"

"Alright. Take care! Tell me if those guys come again."

Dragging hyung, who couldn't take his eyes off the girl until the end, Kapros walked towards the left alley of the weapon shop where they were originally supposed to go.

"Ah, it's hot."

Hyung started rubbing his face with a frown. Kapros also felt a sauna-like heat as he looked around, and the first thing that caught his eye was a large open forge. Inside stood an old man with a robust physique in front of a furnace.

'That must be the place.'

A forge would certainly be able to give him what he wanted. Kapros entered the forge.

"Who are you?"

A small child, not visible from outside, came running up and asked.

"Are you a customer?"

When Kapros nodded, the child ran back to the blacksmith.

"Grandpa! It's a customer!"

The old man, who had been bending over, straightened up and approached them. Up close, the muscles on his arms and body were truly formidable. If the body was a measure of how hard its owner had lived, this old blacksmith's level could be considered that of a master craftsman.

'Anyway, one hit from that fist and I'd die instantly.'

While thinking this, the old blacksmith wiped his sweat and opened his mouth.

"What brings you to a place like this?"

"Can you make a sword for me?"

When Kapros spoke, the old man stared at him intently.

"Making has always been my job. What kind do you want?"

"I want a blade length of about 40 centimeters, and something relatively light in weight. And importantly... I'd like it to be a pair of swords."

"A pair of swords?"

"Yes."

"A pair of swords..."

The old man stroked his beard for a moment, then spoke.

"I can make them, but whether you can use them..."

"That's fine. I want them to be longer than daggers but shorter than longswords, practical and stable enough for both purposes. Please make them with regular iron."

"Quite a troublesome order. I'll accept it."

At that moment, a translucent notification window popped up in front of Kapros.

- Pulman, the blacksmith of Asgar, has accepted your production order.

"When's the deadline?"

"Please make them as quickly as possible. As quickly as possible."

Emphasizing 'as quickly as possible,' Pulman nodded.

"Three days. Come back in three days. I'll definitely have them ready by then."

Ding!

- Production period - D-3 days.

Kapros smiled and bowed his head.

"Please make them good ones."

As they came out, Kion-hyung looked at Kapros with a somewhat disgusted expression and said,

"How do you really intend to use such ambiguous swords? And a pair at that. Are you going to dance with one in each hand?"