
red Sand City was a highly developed trading city, in every corner of the city there were always shops selling a wide variety of goods.
this city does rely on the economy but they also do not leave the characteristics of the natives which if to the coastal city there will certainly be fishermen there.
similarly, in the city of Red Sand, although the fishermen here are not too flashy but every seafood restaurant or early fish is no less fresh than other areas, well although not as big as other areas.
in this city both day and night will always be crowded with traders and tourists, and even almost can be said that the city never sleeps.
adalagi the privilege in this city, namely traders from other races usually also come and sell their products.
but even so other races are still discriminated by humans not infrequently they are deceived until their pockets dry and become slaves.
meanwhile, the day is approaching and on the sidewalk, Arcane and Ghor are walking together to enjoy the offerings on offer.
Ghor went to and fro to buy a lot of market snacks while Arcane was busy looking at the goods and magic staff.
Arcane also discovered something new: a long sword-shaped magic weapon with an aura coming out of it.
Ghor saw the astonished Arcane instantly explain.
"i suggest you don't buy that thing"
Arcane looked over and asked.
"why? "
meanwhile the merchant who was selling looked at Ghor sharply and said.
"hey son, don't ruin my business that my goods are quality and original even if I sell them by the roadside"
Ghor shook his head and explained.
"i've never doubted your stuff sir because you're an honest salesman, it's just a personal view"
the seller immediately smiled and was friendly.
"oh so hahahaha....
sorry, just continue"
Ghor then continued his explanation.
"arc, it is a magic weapon, whose name is a magic weapon is a weapon forged with a magic until fused well depending on the quality is also strong not his.
from the looks of it the weapon will produce a powerful fire magic equivalent to a red aura 3 to 4 times stronger, but a magic weapon for me is a traitor weapon "
"can we? wh why? "
Ghor sighed and replied.
"it's finished in use or the magic is exhausted then the weapon will be destroyed.
often adventurers die from relying too heavily on those weapons"
Arcane nodded and understood Ghor's intentions.
"well maybe they forgot because they relied too much on something instant"
Ghor chimed in.
"even though it was user negligence but a gun should have been with its owner until the end.
I do not admit such an object is a weapon, but a magic tool "
Arcane nodded and looked around the others although Arcane did not buy anything but he was quite satisfied and gave some copper coins to some poor people and street entertainers.
seeing that Ghor commented.
"arc, it turns out you're pretty good huh"
Arcane looked over and asked.
"why did you conclude like that? "
Ghor while eating his food he explained.
"well, you want to take care of me even if we just met and you also give your money to those in need"
Arcane chuckled and responded to Ghor's words.
"Ghor, don't get me wrong I want to help you because I think you're useful.
and it's also better that you disappear into such prejudice because I'm actually more cruel and inhuman than I seem"
Ghor is confused by Arcane's words because he thinks Arcane is the kindest person he meets.
For Arcane himself he said like it was not without basis, the article in the previous world he also stepped into cruel research to satisfy his desires.
Arcane even dissected and reconstructed humans just because he wanted to find new implants to replace human bones with sophisticated skeletons made.