Seeing her son like this Helena's mind was inwardly screaming.....'oooww soo cute kiyaa! How on earth can someone be so cute!! Kiyaaa!' ...'Calm down Helena now is not the time for this' ....but look how cute he is how can someone be so heartless not to respond to her son's cuteness!
While Helena was inwardly screaming and debating, her outside appearence was clam. Seeing this, Zeun played his last card. He jumped into his mom's bosoms and comfortably placed himself on her lap. Then looking with those same innocent puppy eyes he gently kissed his mother.
Smoke started raising from Helena's head 'Kiyaaa!! Sooo adorable ' whatever minor resistance she had before was all washed away with just a slight kiss from her son.
Her son rarely asked for anything except magic so Helena as a doting mother could not bring her self to refuse her son. Her concern stemmed from the fact that assassins are viewed unfavorably in the continent, especially those from demon races using poison and underhanded tactics.If found ,were met with hostility in cities and killed on sight. As a noble herself, Helena shared this disapproval, adding to her worries for her son's safety.
But since her son said that he only want to wield the wepon and not become an assassin ,she didn't mind giving her only child a toy to play with.
On the other hand Mr. Ed had a deep frown on his face, trying hard to remember if he ever made an assassin's weapon but couldn't recall any such memory.
Mr Ed questioned with the same frowning face "Zeun where did you see that wepon?"
"I saw in that room" Pointing towards the bedroom I replied.
'What the hell?He even visited my bedroom?' a weird look appeared on Mr. Ed's face 'But more importantly I don't keep any wepon in my bed room the how?....unless he misunderstood those as wepons..Ah I get it' he thought to himself then asked
"Are you talking about the fishing lines kept on the table?"
"Yes. Those with flying knives attached." I answered.
"Ho ho ho. Little Zeun thats not an assassin's wepon" said Mr Ed as he walked towards his bedroom and gestured me and mom to follow him.
"But what made you think that its an assassin's wepon?" He stopped in his way, holding the door knob tightly in his hand, as if waiting for my reply.
'Shit , I made a blunder. I do not know what wepons assassin's use in this world. I can't tell them that I recognised it from my past memories can I?Damn it' I cursed inwardly at my stupidity.
"Umm...oh a-actually I am not sure but since I r-read somewhere that assassin's use short melee weapons.So....umm.. seeing the knives floating in air I j-just assumed it..."
I stuttered.
With a raised eyebrow Mr. Ed placed his chin between his index finger and thumb and looked at me with bug-eyes. Then glanced at mom "Not bad!You got quiet an interesting child Helena"
Then muttered to himself "But where did he get his intelligence from?"
Both Paul and Helena were brute, they do not posses a scheming mind hence they couldn't inherit their family even though they were geniuses in their own fields. With a sigh, his tone turned serious as he asked
"Helena are you sure this is your son and not someone else's??"
"Old man, you are surely thinking bad about me right? Do you want another beating? As for your answer, yes he is my only son" retorted Helena with a chilly tone
Mr. Ed : "...."
He turned and quickly entered the room avoiding mom's gaze. Taking the flying knives as if touching his lover .Then he started a long and non stop lecture for an hour—– from how he gained idea to its completion. His enthusiasm had no bounds when talking about forging.
In a nutshell, he wanted to catch powerful fish-like monsters but lacked a good fishing net. Later on a wealthy noble gave Mr Ed a rank 7 metal and requested to craft a rank 5 weapon for his child using it.
With leftover metal, he improvised and created a unique alloy with obsidian iron, resulting in a bizarre combo of shurikens, flying knives, and a fishing net. However, a mistake led to the unintended addition of consciousness, rendering the weapon unusable as its sentience remained dormant.
Since he had used low rank void silk to craft the net, its durability is decreasing very fast as it can not contain the power of the six blades. So he is planning to make something different using the six flying knives.
Void silk are low rank material, as its name suggests ,its the silk from a rank 4 monster callled void spider. Its transparent in nature thus its highly effective to catch lower rank preys.
It is generally used by hunters and fisher men to make small traps and fishing nets. But they are ineffective against rank 4 or higher monsters so its not too expensive and considered as low grade material.
"I think the fate of this six blades are stuck to rank five for the rest of its life as investing expensive material is not worth the price.
Also its peculiar nature that it uses mana instead of aura is a headache to me.. Mages donot use wepons like this and aura users would be unable to use the blades effectively due to its requirements.
Honestly this is the first time I am regarding making a wepon" With a deep sigh Mr Ed showed his grief.
I looked at mom ,she smiled at me then said "Old man, just remove the fishing line from that wepon and pack the six blades."
I smiled brightly at her but inwardly I was pleasantly surprised, mom exactly noticed that I was drooling over the blades. 'Helena has frighteningly sharp sences. I have to be careful in future.' I thought.
"Helena, there is still some work left in the magic arrays in the blades. It would take sometime as I have other work to do. So atleast give me a few months." Mr Ed requested.
Mom look at me," its okay mommy. At first I have to be a 1st circle mage to weild that wepon without harming myself. Time is not an issue "
She shrugged,"as you wish my dear".
Before we left the dwarf asked," What should be the wepons name?"
I pondered for a while and said "Krait — the Silent Serpent"
We moved out of Mr Ed's place and looked for an inn to spend the night.