"Master... Name..."
"Huh?" Aengus responded, his gaze fixed on the sharp pointy blade with a hint of astonishment.
As he held the blade, it seemed to come alive, initiating a telepathic dialogue within his mind. He felt an immediate connection, as if the sword recognized him as its one true master.
He gripped the weapon tightly, sensing the holy aura it emanated. It appeared incredibly menacing to all evils, as though a mere touch could reduce their flesh to ashes.
The powerful holy aura signified that it would show no mercy to either humans or demons alike. Those who had committed evil deeds would be struck down by its formidable might.
Suddenly, the words of Ilyana, the elven merchant Princess, echoed in his mind.
She had mentioned something akin to this—when sentient weapons are upgraded to B-grade, they gain the ability to communicate with their user.
