Chapter 438: Relations!
Thinking like this, Votayl entered the weapons room.
He couldn't help but nod in appreciation, seeing the luxury around the store. Even the Ashamba floor used in endless quantity didn't stand a chance against the extravagance present in the weapons room.
Votayl's eyes then fell on the countless mural painted all across the room. He could feel that there was something different about the murals, and they weren't some ordinary paintings.
But no matter what, he couldn't peer over that feeling. So he instead started looking for others to check his conjecture about them being extraordinary.
Hartol, who had been standing a step behind Votayl, also looked at the murals.
Hartol was a mace user, so when his eyes came across the first mace mural, he suddenly felt something clicking in his mind.
He felt himself getting attracted to the mural, and soon, his eyes turned blank.
