"Words of thanks can often feel empty, so the best thing I could think of is these two blades."
"I can't follow you on your journey, as I need to help Antalya look after this tavern. But these two blades will accompany you, one is for you, and the other is for Ali."
Saying this, Greg carefully lifted the long straight sword from the box.
His movements were cautious, holding the hilt with one hand and pinching the tip with the other, his expression serious as if he was not holding an inanimate object but a fish that could slip away at any moment.
This fish had a lethal spine.
Howard's gaze was captivated by the silver line on the blade.
Although he preferred swords, he didn't mind trying other weapons.
He could feel the chill filling the room, indicating that this weapon was no ordinary one.
"This is called Ripper Mk II, originally Soma's weapon, a prototype."
