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Chapter 85 Enchanted Dagger Sylvie

Anna, who was walking at the front, suddenly felt an annoying gaze.

Among the dark elves, she was different from other dark elves in terms of physique from a young age due to special reasons.

Even after the other elves began to grow up, she remained unchanged and was called a goblin by her fellow elves.

She worked hard to improve her skills before becoming the captain of the royal guard.

Moreover, because of what happened to her as a child, she is particularly sensitive to the gaze of others.

Her gaze swept across the humans.

Finally, I saw Dorothy standing on the edge.

Anna could feel it; the gaze she had just felt was from this short human, even shorter than her. Ha!

"Foolish humans," she muttered to herself as she walked up to the red shield.

Anna took out a small burlap sack from her bosom and pulled out a fine dagger from her waist. She opened the sack and poured out some gold dust.

"This is your reward for this, plus an enchanted dagger."

Red Shield hefted the small sack filled with gold dust.

He then took the enchanted dagger up to his eyes and examined it closely.

Then he stepped aside, making way for the supplies behind him.

The short dark elf walked up to the supplies, raised his right hand, and turned the bracelet on his wrist.

A suction force was seen emanating from the bracelet.

The large amount of supplies placed on the ground began to distort, and then were all sucked away by the bracelet.

Dorothy's eyes widened at the sight.

"A storage bracelet?"

This looks way cooler than anything that involves storing magic.

After taking the supplies, the dark elf turned and left. At that moment, Elor whispered, "Are you satisfied now?"

Dorothy nodded slightly.

"As expected of elves, they all look quite good, except for the leader elf... who's a bit unique."

At that moment, Red Shield walked over.

"As I said, dark elves rarely interact with outsiders; they only trade with us and have no other communication."

"As you just saw, the dark elves don't waste a single word on me except when it comes to trading."

Then Red Shield held the enchanted dagger he had just obtained horizontally in his hand and placed it in front of Dorothy.

"This dagger is of good quality. I've heard that you mages often use melee daggers for self-defense in battle. Would you like to buy it?"

"I'm very poor." Dorothy raised her hands and twirled them.

She only had about 160 gold coins on her, 150 of which she had obtained by selling academic credits.

If I register with the Mage's Guild afterward, I won't have much money left.

Moreover, even without spending money on registering as a mage, one hundred and sixty gold coins wouldn't be enough to buy an enchanted weapon.

What's more, this weapon was made by an elf.

The price will only be higher.

"Haha, we usually barter here. Aren't you magicians? You must have a lot of good stuff on you. We can exchange some."

Dorothy didn't have anything valuable on her.

So she just shook her head.

Elor held out his hand: "Mr. Red Shield, may I see the dagger?"

"Sure." Red Shield didn't mind and handed the dagger to Elor.

Elor took the enchanted dagger and examined it carefully.

"Leonce, come and take a look too."

Although she has some knowledge of rune crafting, Leona is a specialist in elven runes.

Leonse approached and examined the dagger in Elor's hand.

"Hmm, these runes are 'Sturdy,' 'Sharp,' and 'Blessing of the Wind,' a total of three runes. This is a high-level weapon."

"Give it to me."

Leonse took the dagger from Elor's hand.

He infused his magic into the dagger and cleaved it at a tree so thick that it would take a person to hug it.

Whoosh!

A magical blade flew out from the dagger and struck the tree trunk directly.

Click, click~

A sickening sound rang out, and the tree slowly tilted to the side.

The magic blade sliced ​​the tree in half.

"Oh!" Red Shield was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected the dagger to be so powerful.

He would quickly resell anything he had previously acquired from the elves.

In a place like the Resilient Forest, there's no way to farm in peace, and even if you wanted to develop, you didn't know if you'd survive until tomorrow.

So once they got something, they all wanted to trade it away as soon as possible and then enjoy it.

After examining the enchanted dagger, Lyons nodded to Elor, confirming that it was an item worth trading.

Elor looked at Red Shield and said, "Mr. Red Shield, we don't have any expensive magical items on us, but we did bring a lot of magical potions. Do you need any?"

Upon hearing this, Red Shield's eyes lit up.

"Of course, I welcome both magical items and magical potions."

Elor nodded and took out the magic potion he had brought from the City of Apprentices.

"This red bottle is a healing potion for treating injuries, this blue bottle is a healing potion for restoring magic power, and this green one is an antidote."

"As for magical items, there are only some magic scrolls. This is for Fireball, and this is for Wind Blade."

Elor introduced them one by one.

Red Shield nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, let's use these items for the transaction."

Both parties completed the transaction amicably.

Elor handed the enchanted dagger to Dorothy.

"Take it. Your sword is broken, isn't it? You can use this dagger to replace it."

Dorothy took the dagger.

"Um, thank you."

It was called a dagger, but in Dorothy's hands it was more like a short sword.

The lightsaber itself is about 30 centimeters long.

Dorothy waved her hand, alternating between a regular grip and a reverse grip.

This new weapon is excellent in both its sturdiness and magic transmission.

It makes one marvel at how worthy it is of a weapon made by elves.

"I will cherish this weapon. I'm going to give it a name, I'll call it... Sylvanas."

"I will use this weapon to protect you well."

Dorothy smiled and said to Elor and Leonse.

Upon hearing this, Elor lowered her head, her face slightly flushed.

Leonce pursed her lips, her eyes thoughtful.

Dorothy blinked at their reaction.

What's wrong? Something seems off.

While Dorothy was wondering, Red Shield reminded her, "Let's leave quickly. This is, after all, dark elf territory. If we stay here too long, I'm worried the elves will shoot us with arrows."

"Huh? They wouldn't be that petty, would they?" Dorothy was a little surprised. Would they be attacked just for staying here a little longer?

Red Shield nodded.

"Of course, this kind of thing has happened before."

"Alright then," Dorothy said, somewhat speechless.

These elves seem really difficult to get along with.

On the way back, because the cargo wasn't fully loaded, the journey was much faster, and we returned to the camp in just half a day.

Now that Dorothy has made her promise, she will naturally work towards that goal.

So, in Elor and Lyons' eyes, Dorothy suddenly became diligent again.

She gripped the enchanted dagger, swinging it repeatedly, employing her sword skills.

When I'm tired and need to rest, I pick up the magic book and read it.