Chapter 40：Magician, Deity, and Resonance... (1/2)

When they entered the shop, a ”Ting!” sound rang alerting the people inside of some visitors or costumers stepping in.

Which followed by, ”Welcome kid!” A greeting from a man sitting in a relaxed posture on the back of the counter in a slightly hoarse voice. Which his two legs on top of something and leaning his back on a softback of a chair.

But Yman could not see the man's face, because his head that was facing the ceiling was covered by a straw hat. The shirt he was wearing slightly loose up to his chest where the bulging naked stomach as round as ball in full view. And a diety was comfortably cushioning on top of it.

”Mhm...”

Yman just nodded with a little deep sound to his throat. Emphasizing his appreciation from the greeting.

”???” On the contrary, Sistela floated near the man while question marks floated above her head as she was staring at the man and his deity with doubt.

She might be wondering why such a person had the same body as her. Maybe this person was the mother of all System Deities. (LoL)

Yman's mouth leaked a forced smile.

Then he walked to the sword area leaving Sistela on the counter. Swords in different designed and sizes were lined on top of a table covered by dark-colored clothes besides their scabbard. The sword shined as the yellow illumination of light reflected on its blade.

He took one of the swords and thought, |It was a well-made sword.| Then he checked the name of a smith who made the sword, he picked the scabbard after noticing that no marks of sword-smith on the blade itself, good thing that it was written on the scabbard.

”SarSmith...” he mumbled as he read the name of the swordsmith. He's not really proficient enough in using a sword. Since he was only 5 years old when his teacher taught him some basic sword techniques.

From all his teaching, the words that deeply marks in his mind was to always appreciate the name of the smith who made the weapon.

The man behind the counter made a slight movement after hearing his mumble. He seemed to be peeking under the straw hat that was covering his face.

”!!!”

Sistela seemed to be startled by it and hastily flew to Yman's side.

Yman was not really chossy of weapon. After all, he was not a master of a specific weapon. Any weapon was fine with him as long as it could help him in the battle.

Yman opened his Cyber Screen and summoned a cursor, then he pointed it to one of the swords. It was followed by a window display that appeared in front of his face.

[Silver Sword]

Rank Common

Atack + 20

”The sword that saves one's life is a fine sword no matter it was edgeless.” Such a description was written on the sword details. Yman thought that this quote might be hiding deep meaning.

He suddenly remembered something. His teacher used to tell him before that, ”a wooden weapon that can save one's life is better than a divine weapon that chooses its wielder.”

These two quotes seemed to be connected to each other. He thought. But quickly pushed this thinking at the back of his mind.