"No more questions," the blacksmith said, his voice filled with a mix of reluctance and unease. "That scene is too brutal, wild, and scary, even for a seasoned hunter like me. I don't like remembering it."
Curiosity piqued, Leon looked at the blacksmith and replied, "What's your name?"
The blacksmith paused, mulling over Leon's question before responding. "Call me Tomas."
"Mine is Leon" Leon replied as he offered his hand, Tomas accepted it and they shook hands.
After that, Tomas began, his voice laced with determination. "Here are the contract terms, Leon. When I give you this great sword, it should be used with the aim of getting my cure. However, if you can't get me a cure for my Meridian blockage a week after receiving the sword, then you'll have to return it to me."
Frowning, Leon expressed his concern. "Isn't a week too short? Can we extend it to two weeks?"
