As he stepped out of the massive building, countless eyes followed him. Just then, his pocket vibrated.
He pulled out his phone and checked the message—it was none other than the reward payment from the registration.
"Exactly what I need to move forward with my next plan," he muttered under his breath, seeing the payment lying there in his account. "This will go a long way for me."
Now that he was officially registered, his next move was already clear in his mind.
Minutes passed, and with the help of his phone, he was able to find his way around. He stopped before a building and entered without hesitation.
"Welcome to our weapon pavilion," a boy around his age greeted him warmly. The boy seemed to be an apprentice and stood nearby as Alden stepped inside.
Alden returned the kind gesture with a nod.
Everywhere around the place, there were different kinds of weapons, ranging from swords, knives, and spears to others he didn't even recognize. They were all on display here.
Seeing Alden walk further inside with clear interest in the weapons, the boy rushed behind him.
"Brother, with my guidance, you'll be able to find the weapon that suits you quickly," the boy offered.
"Take me to the low-rank section first."
The boy nodded and led Alden to a corner of the pavilion where the lower-ranked weapons were displayed. The section was filled with simple swords, daggers, and spears, all crafted with basic materials and designs.
Alden walked slowly, his eyes scanning each weapon carefully, his fingers brushing lightly over their cool surfaces. He picked up a few swords and daggers, testing their balance but wasn't satisfied with them. Using his system's character scan on them, it was confirmed that they weren't suitable for him.
Thankfully, the system made it easier for him to evaluate the weapons, saving him time and effort.
Alden frowned slightly as he put one back in its place. While the weapons were all good, they just didn't meet his standards. They were either too heavy, too clumsy, or simply didn't suit his style.
He had never handled a weapon before, but he had an eye for quality when he saw one.
If he had enough CP, he wouldn't even be here. He would have purchased weapons directly from the system, but he didn't have the points for that now.
"Perhaps you'd like to try the D-rank weapons section," the boy suggested, noticing Alden's dissatisfaction. "You might find what you're looking for there."
After checking around one last time, Alden sighed. 'What was I expecting from low-rank weapons?' He felt like facepalming himself before proceeding to the section the boy had suggested.
As he entered the D-rank section, his attention was immediately drawn to a set of daggers displayed on a nearby shelf. They were small, with sharp, curved blades. He stepped forward and picked one up, feeling its weight in his hand. As soon as he held the dagger, a cold yet warm sensation washed over him.
It was light and balanced, perfect for quick movements and swift strikes. He swung it lightly through the air, and it slashed effortlessly in a fast motion. With the dagger in his hand, he could feel some energy flow into his body.
[-INFO-]
WEAPON: Low-tier D-rank dagger
ATTRIBUTE: A supportive-type weapon that grants energy for combat.
[-INFO-]
"Feels good," Alden said, handing the dagger back to the boy. "I'll take two of these."
A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. This was exactly what he needed.
The boy's face lit up with excitement. "You've got a good eye for weapons, brother. These daggers are lightweight, easy to conceal, and perfect for quick strikes. Their special attribute is supportive, providing energy to your body during combat. That's why our customers who prefer agility over brute strength favor them."
"I guess there should be a sword that pairs well with these," Alden said.
"Of course, brother! Let me show you a few options," the boy replied, leading Alden to the sword section of the pavilion.
Among the displayed swords was a longsword, 2 cm wide, with a slightly curved blade. Its hilt was simple and well-crafted with a snake design, and the blade looked sharp and sturdy. The boy carefully lifted it and presented it to Alden.
The sword wasn't particularly eye-catching, but Alden wasn't interested in appearances. From where he stood, he felt an urge to try it out immediately after checking that the sword had a good attribute.
"This D-rank sword is lighter than most, yet still has good attack power," the boy explained. "Like the daggers, it has a supportive attribute. It allows you to strike through the air toward an opponent even if they're slightly out of range, as long as they're just a few steps away."
"It's perfect for someone who values both speed and strength. And it pairs well with the daggers you picked. You've got yourself a good arsenal, man."
Alden took the sword, his grip firm as he examined it. He swung it in a wide arc, and the blade sliced through the air with a satisfying whoosh, delivering powerful blows.
It felt excellent—like it was made specifically for him. Its lightweight design and length allowed for both close combat and long-range strikes.
"Package this one as well," Alden said, his voice steady but with a hint of satisfaction. He had finally found what he needed.
The boy beamed, clearly pleased with the sale. "Good choice, brother. I'll have them prepared for you right away. Would you like anything else?"
"No, I'll come back if I need another weapon. These will do for now."
As the boy hurried off to package the items, Alden remained in the pavilion, still glancing over the remaining weapons.
Soon, the boy returned and handed him his purchases. "Here you go! You're all set."
"How much for everything?" Alden asked as he accepted the sword and daggers, now safely sheathed and placed inside a small bag.
"Six thousand," the boy replied.
Alden wasn't surprised by the amount; he had already predicted the price. Since they were D-rank weapons, the cost was fair.
"But since you're here for the first time, take it for five thousand eight hundred (5,800) as a welcome gift from this old man," a voice called out from the other side of the room.
Alden turned to see an elderly man, presumably the shop owner.
"I appreciate Senior's generosity," Alden said with a slight bow.
He pulled out his phone, and the boy provided the payment code. Within seconds, the transaction was complete.
"Stay safe and keep up the good work," Alden whispered jokingly to the boy, who chuckled in response.
As he stepped out of the pavilion, he felt a sudden excitement in his heart for his final battle.
He had always wanted to wield and master a sword but couldn't in the past. Now, he finally had one.
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