Arch-Sabre: The Inheritor of The Blade

Chapter 6: Thunder Spear Princess, Elea

I continue my weapon-hunting to the other side of the shop and stop at the swords collection area, the most extensive area in the shop, it is not surprising at all since everyone love swords. If not all, at least I do. Why? Cause it's cool. The sword collection area is an exceptionally bigger than other, it has about ten rows and in each row has twenty swords on display. So, I started looking from right to the left on the seventh row since all the sword in first until sixth row prices are exorbitant, but of course, extraordinary stats, extravagant design, and all. I better choose the best I can get with my budget.

After 20 minutes has passed, I finally found the one that is fit in with my budget.

"This maybe the best I can get with my budget," I uttered.

The third last in the last line, economical and...well, fine stats, I guess.

--- [Grey Sabre] ---

[Rank: D]

[Weapon Type: Sword]

[Total Skill: 1]

[Skill: Sword Throwing]

[Ultimate: -]

[Magical Attribute: -]

[Basic Status]

Damage: E | Defend: - | Agility: D | Durability: D | Intelligence: -

[Description: A grey sabre, made with cheap but durable metal. Excellent for throwing or killing E-class monster.]

[Price: 1, 000 Zea]

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Hang on, am I always these broken? As I remember, allowance I received from that early this month was 5,000 Zea. I don't hang out so much with Quinn either. I did go to the zoo, cybercafe, testing some food at some unusual restaurants, those just take only 2,000 Zea. Ah, I remembered, I bought a new spell for my SACRED device for 2000 Zea. But the academy does give the students allowance for a year about 10,000 Zea. What did I do with that money? Rest in peace, Blade Festival.

"But it's okay Evans! You don't need to worry. As Eva said, the most important is my skill!" I try to encourage myself.

"Hey."

"Ah yes!"

I startled after being greeted by a girl from behind.

"Fancy meeting you here today."

I think I have heard this voice before. So, I turned around to see her face.

"Ah, sorry, I didn't realise... where did we—" my words halted upon seeing her face.

It is the angel... ah no, I mean the cutest girl who caught my heart before at gate. Wow, she's so wonderful today... wait, if a girl wears a cute outfit that means...

"Um, d-do you come with your b-boyfri—"

PANGG!!!

My hand instinctively slaps my own face right before finishing my unintentional dumb question producing a nice, perfect sound, reverberating my ear and whole face muscles.

I've got to reshape myself. All I need is one second! Activate Cool Mode!

"Eh, why? why did you slap your face?" she asks with a worried intonation.

"Ah no, there was a mosquito," I tried to cover my embarrassment.

"That's not possible..."

"Well, I brought it in," I stated.

She must be thinking I'm weird. Ah, I don't want that. Who the hell bring a mosquito inside a shop!?

"Hahaha, you are weird."