"Hmm... That's not a bad idea. What are you planning to make with it?" Sky asked, slightly intrigued.
"If I'm not mistaken, I once said that I would want to make a weapon for Junior, but had been too busy recently. I wondered what type of weapon would suit him more. Although he once told me that he is okay with swords and blades but after observing his fighting styles for a few more times, I don't really think swords and blades will suit him well." said Chris.
"Ah! Now I remembered about that! You even bought the forging material with my money!" Sky exclaimed as he suddenly remembered about that mean deed of Chris.
"Yes, but I paid you back that money right after the tournament, didn't I?" said Chris as he walked towards a huge storage box and took out a wide and flat item that is wrapped in magic resistance leather.
"Yes, you did. Damn it! How could I forget about that?! So, what did you bought that day? It's a big amount of money?" Sky asked, rather curious.
"Well, have a look by yourself." said Chris as he placed that wide and flat item onto the working table and unwrapped the leather wrap.
Inside the leather wrap is a huge shiny greyish blue scale that is shimmering in blue radiance.
"Woah... Is that what I think it is?" Sky asked, a bit shocked after seeing that scale.
"Mhmm... That's a sea serpent scale." said Chris.
"The sea serpent, Leviathan?" Sky asked, in a blunt tone.
"Uhm... Most likely not." said Chris.
"Damn... That's too bad!" Sky asked.
"Ha-ha... He is actually serious about that." Chris murmured as he almost can't believe that Sky is serious when he talked about Leviathan.
"But seriously, that town surely has a lot of amazing stuff, isn't it? Anyway... I remembered Junior once told me that he had tried to make a retractable claw weapon before but the results aren't quite satisfying. I guess, even a genius inventor has weaknesses." said Sky with a shrug.
"Retractable claw weapon huh? I guess a combination between these two materials wouldn't be a bad choice." said Chris as he observed both of the materials.
"Hmm... I think so too. Alright! Now I have done with the polishing, I probably should get this up and replace it with the damaged one." said Sky as he was about to lift up that huge dome-shaped glass that is about twenty-five meters squared from the floor.
"Ah... Seriously, even if you are capable of getting this huge dome up to the stair all by yourself, what makes you think the size of the staircase and the door would be big enough for it to pass through?" said Chris, who is a bit triggered by that move of Sky.
"Ah... You are right. But, what should we do?" Sky asked.
"Tsk... Just go get your storage crystal and put this into the crystal. I thought you would at least know what to do." said Chris, with a facepalm.
"Ah... Haha! I have totally forgotten about that!" said Sky as he clumsily took out his storage crystal from his pocket and activated it, the dome immediately got 'sucked' into the crystal.
Chris sighed and stared at Sky with a 'Are you serious?' look.
"Anyway, when you go up, get Junior to come down here. I would like to ask his opinion on the forging of his claws weapon." said Chris.
"Okay!" said Sky, giving Chris an okay hand signal and walking up the stair.
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Meanwhile, outside the Secret Base building, there is a small fenced meadow lane. Inside the fenced area, there are about a hundred of miniature-sized griffins, and each of them has a small sachet bag hanging around their neck, similar to the sachet bag that Ben used to keep Pinky in her small bunny state. Ben is exchanging bandages for one of the griffins that have a bad injury on its wing, while Maria is helping him to feed and take care of the other griffins, a tiny Pinky can be seen sitting leaning on Maria's right shoulder.
"Ah... Chris-chan really made a right choice keeping these poor little fellows here, it's very obvious that they had been abused by their previous owners." said Maria as he is patting one of the griffins.
"Yeah... I can't understand why would someone treat such rare and exotic creatures like this. The injuries on this lady's wing here are obviously caused by a continuous whipping. While most of them are having signs of malnutrition. Seriously, what a waste to let this group of ruthless people to own such a huge number of these amazing mounts." said Ben, slightly irritated.
Probably sensing the negative emotions of Ben, the injured griffin snuggled Ben's arm with her head to comfort him. In response to the snuggle, Ben gently petted her head with the back of his hand.
"And why would someone even have the heart to harm such a lovely girl..." said Maria as he witnessed the interaction between Ben and the griffin.
"Let's finish the work here as soon as possible, Jason told me that, Colonel K and his people will be here this afternoon to send Seito and the others back as well as having some important meeting with us regarding those invaders. We probably should get everything settled and get some good rest before their arrival. After all, it sounds like it will be another troublesome stuff again." said Ben, slightly fed up...
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*Something out of the story
Sky: "Dear readers."
Chris: "Hmm?"
Sky: "This chapter is meant to be released for webnovel.com."
Chris: "Oh! This matter. Yes, if you're reading this chapter on another platform than webnovel.com, know that it's an illegal copy diffused without the Writer's authorization."
Sky: "As what Chris said. Right now, this story is free on the authorized platform, so please read it from authorized platforms as mental support for the writer."
Chris: "Mhm... There are two authorized platforms. One is webnovel.com. And another one is that messy and half-dead Weebly site that she uses for draft and backup... But not recommended."
Sky: "Ah... Haha. Yes, as Chris said."
Chris: "But look out, those scums might change this note to their own website link. So, be cautious.
Sky : "By the way, if the cover page is the old cover page that shows two stickmen, stop reading it, it's cursed and might cause the writer to stop writing."
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