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???: Ah that blade?
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???: That thing is too big to be called a sword. Too big, too thick, too heavy, and too rough, it was more like a large hunk of iron.
Y/N: I'll take it.
Y/N lifts it with one hand, swinging it around as the blacksmith whistles.
???: You sure? That's about the heaviest sword we got. Hell, even Noelle can't wield that properly. And you got one arm. I'd suggest a lighter sword instead of a claymore-
Y/N: This is fine. How much?
???:.....Eh no one really wants it. Tell you what? I'll sell it for a low price.
Y/N gives him the money and takes the blade along with the sheathe, swinging it around as he heads into the outskirts of Mondstadt-
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Noelle: Wait that blade! Did you buy it?
Y/N: I did.
He swung it around, impressing her as she looks at him in awe.
Noelle: *awe* You're pretty strong I must say. Even it's hard for me to wield it with both hands and you're wielding it with one arm just fine!
