The next day, Takeshi was lent a workshop by an acquaintance of Angelica, located near the training area for soldiers. As they entered the small hut, Johan curiously observed the workshop's surroundings.
"So, since they mentioned a tradition of durability contests, what method can make your weapon withstand being struck by a weapon crafted with such fantasy-level expertise?" Johan asked, his eyes sweeping every corner of the workshop.
Takeshi shuddered and turned to Johan with a stiff expression. Johan felt a bad premonition coming.
"Don't tell me you don't know!" Johan exclaimed, his voice full of suspicion.
"Ahem," Takeshi coughed slightly, trying to hide his anxiety. "Such methods are rarely used, but we are dealing with a long-lived race. It seems difficult, but I won't give up! I will show that I will not disgrace my master!"
