The dark-skinned vendor glanced at Owen but didn't say anything harsh. Instead, he just reminded him, "Alright, you're a regular person, so it's normal that you don't have mana stones."
"One thousand gold coins will do then. But think carefully—you probably won't be able to lift it. Don't expect me to give you a refund."
Owen cheerfully handed over the money. "No problem, I'm just doing it for fun. None of those other guys could lift it either, so I probably won't be able to."
He was just in a playful mood, feeling like it would be a waste to miss out on the excitement while on vacation. Grabbing the hammer by its handle, Owen's face suddenly showed a look of surprise.
The crowd around him immediately burst into laughter. "Hahaha, can't even budge it, right?"
"Buddy, you should let go. Magic items like this aren't something regular folks can mess with. You might hurt yourself if you hold on too long."
