After logging back in, Ambrose yawned and rubbed his neck.
The cozy cottage of Honorable Zhen's was empty as he had left to do his temple work.
Thus, he was alone in the empty room, with the sound of silence surrounding him.
'Right, what item did I lose?' Ambrose wondered and turned his attention to the air in front of him.
"Interface..."
With a single whisper, the holographic screen appeared in front of him.
He checked all the items, and it didn't take long for him to realize what he had lost.
"No... another one." Ambrose sighed and lowered his head. "My Black Sword... God damn it!"
After the loss of another Black Sword, he had only one left and two Red Swords.
When he had three each, he thought it was impossible to lose all of them, but now it looked very much possible!
"Shit!" Ambrose groaned and then stood up.
