Ehrenar City...

In the market section of the City, a place where people in here are seems always busy. A pretty-faced boy, Yoro, is can be seen standing in front of the building where he assumed Old Iger is living.

But even as sure as he is to his sense of direction, Yoro can't help but doubt that this is the correct building. he feels that hesitation from the very first time he sees the exterior of this thing

It is somehow a bit...dilapidated? From the front of it, the store sign of this place is already lost its colour, making it almost impossible to see what is written in it. And the chain which hanged this thing has lost one of its chains. Damn, even the front door where the customer should be entered is missing one of its hinges.

Nevertheless, Yoro can see a chimney that letting out a cloud of black smoke. A sign that there is some kind of furnace or forge inside. And around this part, the only building that has a chimney on top of it is the only one in front of him.

So, regardless of the bad condition of the building and the hesitation he felt earlier, he has no choice but enters in to make sure it was the right...building?

Yoro: 'well...looks more like a dwarf hut for me' and sadly, it is his most honest opinion right there. But that is just showing how bad the building situation is, right now.

Knocking the door, there is no one answering him. So without bothering to try knocking again, he just enters it with or without the permission of this Old Iger or whoever the owner is.

Surprisingly as he got inside, that place interior is cleaner than he first expected it to be. Even, well... his expectation of the place is not that far from the image of a sinking ship, though.

Looking around, he can see on the side of the room that there are many kinds of weapon hanged on the wall. Ranged from the sword, scimitar, rapier to spear and war hammer, even he can see some nunchucks in there.

Can't hold his curiosity, he activated his clairvoyance and pull the sword he borrowed from Chad to slash at one of the most sturdier-looking sword hanged there. But the results are quite disappointing.

The blade he slashed at is chirped in the middle. While the sword he used just now is coming out unscathed in anywhere he can see. Shaking his head, he deactivated his clairvoyance and look at the other side, just to be startled by the sound of slamming door.

*BAM

???: "Hmm? What are snot-nosed brat like you doin' in this place?"With a gruff voice, a bulky man with a quite fat strature of body comes out from behind the door.

But while he is a little fat, a muscle in his hand can be seen quite clearly even from a dim place like this. A sign that he is a person who likes to use his hand, but unfortunately not his legs.

Yoro: "are you Old Iger the blacksmith?" Ask Yoro with a clearly disappointed voice.

Hearing that kid question, Old Iger just snort at him and folded his arm in his chest. Which Yoro take that as a yes.

Pointing at the sword he slashed earlier using clairvoyance, he then criticizes him. "I've checked the weapon here, and I could say that the quality of your work here quite sucks"

Iger: "you haven't answer ma question brat" with an annoyed voice, he then approaches Yoro until his alcoholic breath touches his nose. "If you don't have any business here, then get out! I am a busy old man, and there is work to be done"

Seeing his unfriendly approach, Yoro can just sigh to himself and pull out a certain bottle from behind his jacket. "Why don't you spare me some time from that busy work," he said, while he pushes the bottle to Iger's chest.

After he takes the bottle from Yoro, he then grins as he sees what is it. "Now we're talking" walking to the counter desk, he then pulls the cork with his teeth before smelling the content. "This is some of hella expensive stuff" but contrary to what he said, he just drinks it without worry like he is just drinking water.

Exhaling a satisfied breath, he said: "you're right, this old man is Iger, and people used to call me Old Iger the blacksmith" taking another gulp of the wine, he then added "but you're wrong, boy. All things here are the weapon that people sold to me. My work is not for people to see"

Seeing this old guy more closely, Yoro thought: 'well, it seems my father isn't just choosing a random person to make my sword' after that, his mouth turn upwards and he pulls out the pouch which is given by his father.

Yoro: "well let me introduce myself then old man" clearing his throat, Yoro then said to that blacksmith: "I am Yoro, the son of marquesses of Ehren. For what my business here..." folding his arm, he then let that old man complete his sentence.

Iger: "to take your sword, right?" Scratching his messy grey hair, he then slams his wine one the table. "Alrighty, let me grab your sword for one sec" and then he goes inside.

Banging sound can be heard from inside. There is also creaking from a drawer and squeaking from...he doesn't know anymore. It continues for a while until he finally appears from behind the door.

His hair has just become messier after he went inside. But in his hand is a sword, that rolled up in cloth. Throwing it at the table, he then back at his drinking as he sits in back in there.

Unroll the cloth, Yoro can see an amazingly...no, nothing amazing. It's actually just an ordinary sword in a scabbard. Therefore, with doubt drips out in his voice, he asks Iger who still enjoying his alcohol "you sure this is the right one?" But the answer he receives from him is not helping at all.

Iger: "just check it first and comment later. if you didn't like it, then I'll just take the sword back" he said while taking another gulp of his wine.

Hearing his unreliable answer, Yoro can just shake his head helplessly before grabbing the handle of the sword. Pulling it out, Yoro finally can see the real body of the sword. A white metallic lustre adorned with a streak of black line in some side part of the sword.

Iger: "heh, and that is my real work brat" and he is not even trying to be humble right there. But then, even if this thing looks sturdy and strong, a test is must be made.

Yoro: "well, while it seems promising-" he put it on the table vertically before grabbing his guard sword in hand. Activating his clairvoyance, he cut the sword right in the middle. Just to find-

Snap*

the sword he is holding breaks into two parts.

Deactivating clairvoyance, he can't help but feel some unbelievable feeling in his chest. And that's only normal. The sword he tests before and the one he tests just now is having a very vast difference in term of quality. Now if he doubts this old man for fraud, then any of that is gone now.

Iger: "hey brat, it seems you have a unique way there to test the sword" while all that happening, in Iger perspective there, he just sees him raising his sword, just to lowers it in the next second while having a wide-eyed expression on his face. Iger never sees it before, but its sure one hella weird technique he has there.

Yoro: "I have my own ways, and you know it is none of your business" sheathing his sword back to its scabbard, yoro then pick his new sword up before asking Iger: "alright, business is done," he said while pushing the pouch to Iger.

Opening it, he just sees it briefly before tying the knot again. "Alright kiddo, tell your father to comes anytime," he said while grinning.

And Yoro there just turn his body and leave while waving his hand at him. Because after he got his weapon, it is time to step up some of his plans and carry out for the real reason he is here in the first place