Tanya propped herself up with her long sword, sitting in a chair.
Watching her grandfather, who was training Prince Locke on the field, a legend himself, born in the same era as King Robert, yet her grandfather showed no signs of aging. The reason was that he had an elf mother.
This also influenced Tanya—among all weapons, she favored daggers and light greatswords the most.
There was no need to speak of the dagger. As for the light greatsword, it is a type of slender blade, extremely difficult to craft and wield, used only by tall elves.
Therefore, the requirements for materials were very stringent.
Tanya's previous light greatsword had broken in actual combat, so she was in search of a new weapon. Unfortunately, the artisans who could craft such weapons either had their schedules booked until next year or were unwilling to make one for a half-blood.
As she thought this, Tanya suddenly noticed an owl flapping its wings, landing in front of her.
