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"I want one of those swords."
"I thought you'd say that. Here, take it."
Out of nowhere Sheila took the sword out.
"Don't you have a sheath?
"I can handle that myself."
"Well, Cheney sells it. But I guess the sheath can lay itself out. Yeah. Is that magical sword going to be like this?"
"The sharpness is reasonably good, and whatever it is, I like it's hard to break. They'll kill and tear apart their magically defensive defenses."
"With a sword like this, you'll be able to make many from that one."
"Even if it's small, you can take four swords with one. If it's large, I can take about seven or nine bottles. Two or four spears."
"Four? If it's just the tip, you can take more."
"Then you'll lose your magic defenses."
"Oh, I see"
Lekan put the sword in storage.
"So, can I talk to Cheney?
"What?
"This tron is a souvenir of yours."
"You wouldn't even have to say that"
"Right. So, what is this guy?"
Sheila pointed out the Demon Stone of the "Demon Wolf of Chaos" left on her desk.
"So it's a gift to you from Instructor Ziza Morpheus."
Recan explained his greeting to Sheila.
"Yeah. Well, okay. If you're going to give it to me, I'll take it."
Speaking of which, I had a favor to ask of you.
"Heh. I wonder what. I feel good today, so I'm going to ask you a lot."
Rekan took out the fur of the White Flame Wolf. I don't have enough room on the table to just put it down. I asked with it in my hand.
"Can you make my leather armor with this?"
"Oh, I knew I got it. Have you been attacked yet?
"You knew! Why didn't you tell me?"
"In the meantime, leave that fur on your desk in that room. Because I took care of the leather armor. And I'll take the extra pieces."
Rekan went into the room and placed his fur on the desk and went out on the veranda again. And I sat in a chair, drinking wine and calming down my feelings.
"So, what do you want me to tell you?
"With this fur, you're attacked by a white flaming wolf. I almost died."
I'm glad you survived.
"What the hell is that? Am I resentful?"
"I'm looking for someone to play with."
"You think you're a playmate?
"When a strong one enters the Palsimo Labyrinth, a White Flame Wolf identity may appear in the lowest level. Sometimes the main body comes to play when he knocks it down and has fur. If you think you can beat your own kind, you think you're gonna be a playmate."
"That means you're coming out again."
"I think they'll change hands, change objects, challenge the battle."
"If we let go of this fur, will we not be attacked?
"Probably not. I've already got my eyes on you."
"You don't dive into the labyrinth now, but you used to dive into all kinds of labyrinths."
"Huh? Did I tell you that?"
"But I've never dived into the Palsimo Labyrinth. I bet you are."
I don't think so.
"That's because if you step over there, you'll be stuck with the White Flame Wolf. No?"
"Looks like my apprentice is getting smarter, and I'm happy as a master."
Speaking of which, the "Werewolf Ghost Slash" I got from Tubolt didn't work for the White Flame Wolf.
"The White Flame Wolf Groff is a divine beast. I'm not a werewolf. That's why it doesn't work."
"Really? Wait. Then some dragons won't work?
"I think the" Wan Long Slash "would have worked against the ordinary Land Dragon, Fei Long, and Fire Dragon tribes. It shouldn't work on dragon specialty individuals. That's one of God's beasts, if it's wide enough."
"What? So Wan Long Slash doesn't work for Ground Dragon Tron?"
"I don't think so."
"Is the name of the White Flaming Wolf Groff? How do I stop being stuck with that one?
"Come on. I've heard stories about the one that got stuck and killed. I've also heard stories about the ones who survived and became strong and became kings and heroes. But I've never heard of how to stop coming out. No, wait. There was one."
"Do you have a hand that won't be attacked?
"The White Flame Wolf doesn't seem to like it in people's eyes, so if you've been all over the city and surrounded by a lot of people, you probably won't come out. I guess."
"I don't like living like that, but yeah, you don't come out when you're with someone"
"It's not a sure story. I don't know what it is."
"There's something you don't know either."
"The more we research, the more we know about a lot of things, the more we don't know. If I live as long as I do, the world won't know."
"Live long, huh"
What's wrong with you?
"You're no longer immortal."
"That's what you did."
"How much longer can we live?
"Come on. I also have Purification. I also have knowledge as a pharmacist. Thirty more years, maybe fifty."
"Right. Speaking of which, you'd be happy to tell Scalabel that you can now use Purification."
"For you, you've turned your mind a lot. I'm going to visit Scalabel soon."
"What? So you're going to King's Capital?
"Yes. Are you coming, too?
"No. Now, I have the most important business left"
"Huh? What is it?"
"The Crown of the Decaying Tree." What you want to find out is, have you done your research yet?
"Oh. I got a paragraph."
"Okay, let's have it"
"Okay, sweetheart."
Sheila took the item out of nowhere.
"This is the Crown of the Decay Tree."