Birth of the Demonic Sword

Noah was walking on the streets of Toottac town playing with two shining crystals in his hand.

’To think that he would actually give me two Credits for the three-eyed bat’s body. Hunting rank 3 magical beasts can be quite lucrative.’

Grant had taken him to someone that traded in magical beast’s body parts and Noah not only learnt the species of his blood companion but he also made some gains.

’He gave me two Credits for its fangs and its third eye, added to three hundred gold for the rest of the body. He said that a completely intact body of a rank 3 beast can be worth between twenty to fifty Credits depending on the type. I might really think about gaining money that way.’

Noah had no difficulty in hunting rank 3 beasts, the only problem was keeping their corpses intact.

’I will think about that once inside the academy, now I should first sell the spear.’

He had already sent Grant away and gave him his pay.

Not even a day has passed but Noah had already disregarded the value of the pieces of gold.

As a cultivator, accumulating that currency was simply too easy.

Noah first bought some provisions to refill the ones that he used during his escape and then went to the shop that Kirk mentioned.

When he arrived at the pointed area, a two-story wooden building presented itself in front of Noah.

’Solomon’s inscription shop’

’This Solomon is, apparently, an inscription master from the Voydol family. He opened a shop to increase the status of his noble family and to gain their acceptance. He should be an outsider and not a family member.’

Kirk mentioned that this illustrious man had graduated from the academy where he learnt the art of inscriptions and then joined the Voydol family to have a stable foothold for his work.

Noah moved toward the entrance door of the shop but two guards blocked his entrance.

They were both cultivators and Noah sensed that they were on the same level as Kevin.

"Five pieces of gold to enter."

’They really are from a large-size noble family to have this kind of guards to stand in front of a subsidiary store.’

Noah smiled from behind his hood and took out the sum.

"No problem at all, but may I know why is there an ingress tax?"

The guards became more amicable once they saw that he had a space-ring and explained briefly while leaving open the passage.

"Non-cultivators are interested in the items useful to cultivators. If Lord Solomon didn’t put a price for the entrance, there would have been a crowd of peasants admiring the goods."

Noah nodded, he agreed with their explanation, and then entered the shop.

Inside, many different inscribed items were exposed but no other customer was present.

There weren’t only weapons, but also pendants, scrolls, armors, and so on.

Noah immediately understood that this was the right place, yet his eyes could not help but widen when he saw the prices of the goods.

’Three hundred Credits is the lowest price that I can see! And that armor is priced ten thousand Credits!’

"Sir, may I help you?"

A lovely female voice rang out from behind him.

Noah turned and saw a young woman wearing a tight red dress that greatly emphasized her curves.

’Did they put this beauty here to confuse the customers?’

He shook his head internally and replied shortly.

"I’m here to sell a weapon."

The smile of the attendant diminished in brilliance but it was still kept on her face.

"I would have to inspect the weapon before suggesting a price. The shop will try to make the best possible offer but we will take five percent of the total sum as a payment for our service."

Noah simply took out the spear from the space-ring and handed it to the woman.

As she inspected the weapon, he inspected her.

’Is she stronger than me? I feel that her "Breath" is more concentrated. Maybe she reached the solid stage, I wonder if I could fight against a solid stage cultivator in my Demonic form.’

The attendant misjudged his attentions and her smile widened a little but then it froze as she continued to examine the spear.

She stood up and cleared her throat.

"I need to call my Master, the quality of these inscriptions quite surpasses my ability."

Noah nodded and waited patiently for the woman to climb the stairs to the first floor.

She came back after a few minutes accompanied by a middle-aged man with no beard and long curly hair.

Her gaze was lowered and Noah remembered that he had to show some respect to the cultivator.

He politely bowed and greeted him.

"It’s an honor to meet Master Solomon."

Solomon nodded and his expression became more friendly.

He picked up the lance that had been left on the desk and began to examine it.

Sometimes he would mumble with himself while he looked at the lines inscribed.

When he was done, he raised his head to look at the hooded young man.

"Where did you get this?"

Noah shrugged his shoulders and replied casually.

"Somewhere, I don’t remember specifically."

Solomon didn’t mind his answer too much and lowered his gaze again on the weapon.

"Are you sure you don’t want to exchange it? I have a lot of protective items on sale, you might need them during the entrance test."

’Oh, what a smart man.’

Noah was a bit surprised.

His voice was still the one of a young man so it wasn’t impossible to deduce his purpose in the city.

’I feel that he is even stronger than Kevin, are there that many strong people in this world? I really need to enter the academy.’

However, he shook his head at Solomon’s offer.

"I’m sorry, but I’m still not sure of what I’m in need right now. I’d rather take the Credits and think about it. In the future, I will surely spend them here to buy Master Solomon’s products."

The woman was surprised to see such courtesy by him.

After all, Noah continuously exuded a cold aura due to the imposing presence of his mental sphere.

All mages had a peculiar aura around them.

Solomon’s one, for example, was casual and uncaring and became focused only when he inspected the item.

Solomon nodded and smiled.

"Good answer! I can give you one thousand Credits for this weapon."

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