Retracing her steps back to this particular shop, the blonde entered and after a greeting wave, she started fiddling with the inventory console. As she reached the counter, she materialized 2 pouches: one containing a certain amount of col while the other, with a little more volume, contained some materiales that a blacksmith could certainly use.
"Got your message!" said the blonde tracing with her gaze, the figure of the blacksmith through the shop. "After the recent game update, I found myself switching to a different main weapon. I'm sorry if you put hard work in them but those rapiers wi