Chapter 27: Worth Fighting For (1/2)

The sword slid soundlessly from its sheath to reveal the flat blade

I couldn't help but s back a lu at the weapon much too beautiful to be considered an ordinary weapon

The narrow blade was straight and thin like a rapier's but had a double edge,As the keen edge of the blade curved smoothly into a sharp tip, I couldn't help but notice that there were no ht and balance of the sas a bit off in my opinion but it was still much better than the crude tools I had picked up before However, even this flaas overshadowed by the breathtaking quality and color of the blade

The translucent teal hue of the blade seeenerate a luster of its own, even inside the die room There was a stark contrast to thethe color of the blade all the more radiant Despite the fact that the blade was so narrow and thin, a few tests on a nearby iron container confirth

I could say with confidence that, even in ed as this Was this sword truly meant for beast taht as I looked down at Sylvie

titling her tiny head, Sylvie let out a happy chirp in response

Studying the bladeinscribed on the blade near the grip

Dawn's Ballad WK IV

As soon as those words left ripping the sword, ash that had already been cauterized across ain, but when I did, I could see the faint re absorbed into the handle of the blade

"Kuu!" Are you okay, Papa? Sylvie trotted next to , concerned

I' the underside ofThis tined perfectly to match with my undeveloped body Even the handle of the blade seerown smaller to fit in my hand, as if it was made for me

There were some extraordinarily valuable staffs and wands that had the ability to bond with a single user, allowing better manipulation of mana between the weapon andlike this

Picking up the sword, I pondered over the man, whose initial was "WK IV" Who was this person and hoas he capable of forging such a sword?

I realized how much time had passed as my father's faint voice snappedmy neord, Ia ride on top of my head On the way back, I made sure to pick up the short sword I chose for back up

"Well? Did you see anything you liked?" Vincent, who had been talking withup the short sword to hirown to like it Is it okay for me to take this one?"

Vincent took the weapon fro the sword from its scabbard "Hmmm, not the best quality sword but it is solid and won't break easily Rey, what do you think?"

My father accepted the sword, studying its blade, grip and guard before taking a several swings and thrusts "The balance isn't the best but I think it'll be good as a first sword What's that stick you're holding onto, though?"

Trying not to"I tripped over this really sturdy stick on my way back here Do you mind if I take this back home to practice with, Uncle Vincent?"

"Ah that old thing! I reso a worthy master We had a few of our inspectors check if there was anything special about it, but for all they were able to find out, it was just a sturdy, hard cane It's been gathering dust here so if you think it'll do you sohtly squeezing dom of Elenoir

TESSIA ERALITH'S POV:

"Haaaaaaaaaaa…" I let out an exaggerated sigh, looking out thefro , but I didn't want to rew more annoyed

How dare he! Stupid Art!

Finally willingthe wall

"Ouch!"

Stupid Art! This is his fault too!

Cradlingfoot, I wiped the tears that had welled up in my eyes, unsure of whether it was frootten back from Granduilt-trip her into lettingokay

I should be happy that he's with his fa… but doesn't he irl? Wasn't Art acting a little too nice to her? That cunning girl even got Art to teach her how to ht oing to give hi, I just want to see him

It'd been a fewhim every day, those months had felt like years

"Maybe I should've treated him more nicely while he was here," I e re all of the times I had physically abused him, just as an excuse to touch him

But that wasn'tsuch a thickheaded idiot!

Mama and Papa were quite proud that Feyrith, the noble brat who messed with Art, and his sister were able to place in the top five during the trial competition that they had with the humans, but I couldn't care less It was just a show to boast our strength to the humans and dwarves anyway

Grandpa had mentioned that the actual Continental Tournament—which hat the humans decided to call it—would happen every five years from now on Did that mean I would have to wait five years to see Art? Five whole years?

"Uuu…" This sucked The only thing that kept er than Arthur The next tirown Maybe then he'd see ht

Stupid Arthur, I repeated Even though he was younger than h I'm the older one…

I held up the water-filled orb that Granny Rinia gave to rate it into the orb so that it would constantly show an ie of Arthur's face

"Due of Arthur's cheek was

Suddenly, the door flung open "Young one, I have good—"

"Grandpa! What did I say about knocking?!" I squealed, quickly trying to hide the orb behind rin on his face, I knew that he had already noticed