The Northern Sword God
Mismaya and the Lightning Comet
It is winter in the northern part of the continent. However, warmth was felt throughout the Mystical Forest herd that formed a special Realm for the Magical Beast life.
Slowly the warm spring wind blew against the skin of the face and gave a tinge of orange dice on the cheeks of the little fairies flying in the city above the Lotus. They were all seen laughing full of jokes while occasionally chewing on the sweet lotus seeds.
In one corner of one house in the fairy village, was the residence of a fairy alchemist named Thelthorn - the atmosphere in the alchemist showroom was seen three figures who were conversing. That was Thelthorn with two of his customers, Sima Yong and Mismaya.
From the very beginning the alchemist felt the strange appearance of Sima Yong, reminding him of one race that was strong in casting magic spells.
"I'm sorry for asking too personally..
Are you from the Elf Race? at least you're an Elf descendant?" asked the alchemist politely.
Sima Yong who was sitting cross-legged on the floor answered briefly.
"I am not the Elf Race as it seems from the outside. I was a human race but was modified with Elf magic power when I attended the party of the people's celebration" he replied
Thelthorn still seems curious. He continued the question.
"However does this master have some innate abilities of Elves, such as dexterity or skill to cast spells above the average of other races? At least the master has soul energy power that is equivalent to the Elves' abilities?"
The man in grey did not immediately reply. He seemed to be digesting both the direction of the question, and the intent of this fairy alchemist.
"If I were to say that my magic energy ability is above the average Elf would you believe it? - silent - silent
And if I were to say that I don't have the ability to cultivate magic energy like the Elves, would Mr Thelthorn believe it?" the young man turned around to throw in an answer for Thelthorn to answer his own question.
Scan...! The alchemist of the fairies then performed a magic scan on the young man before him.
"empty..! Unreadable a single activity of magic energy. This youngster looked like he had no magic energy at all" Inner Thelthorn. His face became grim.
Indeed, as a magic alchemist, Thelthorn is experimenting with loading an artifact, but in the copy of the recipe it lists having to use Elf magic with its ancient language.
"Oh well, maybe I was expecting too much" he said. His face was changed back into a cheerful one..
"So Mismaya, what kind of wings do you want this time?" ask Thelthorn kindly. He tried to close the disappointment when he knew Sima Yong did not have the slightest magic energy.
"Well Mr. Thelthorn, I want ordinary wings. You know, don't you? My financial ability is not like Varrith Putra Patriak.so if there is a new wing sold at the cheapest price, please let this little Mismaya buy it" replied Mismaya.
"Then let's get inside my workshop room" Thelthorn asked. He then walked into one small door that was clearly only fit for the size of a petite fairy.
It seemed that Thelthorn no longer cared about Sima Yong after learning that the young man did not possess the magic energy power that the Elves possessed. He deliberately invites Mismaya to enter his workshop room whose door is small and very impossible to pass through a human the size of Sima Yong.
"So dear Mismaya, look .. This is a bunch of replacement wings that I made and worked myself very carefully. You can choose one of them at a reasonable price" Mismaya was speechless when she saw the expanse of imitation wings the alchemist had made.
Seeing the amazed look on Mismaya's face, Thelthron proudly turned her body and tried to look at Mismaya in order to give more dramatic stories about her authenticity.
But that second also the alchemist was stunned. He was surprised when he saw the young man in gray, knew he had come to stand in his workshop.. Even the gray shirt was relaxed
"How could this man pass through such a small door?"his inner.
"Wait a minute.. This man's body size becomes small like the fairies? What the hell is going on? W-how can?" the screech is in the heart.
"Can you turn your body into a little one?" tanya Thelthorn began to be polite and cautious. It seemed like the young man in front of him was not a mere human.
"As you can see" Sima Yong replied briefly
While Mismaya was busy choosing the type of wings she was going to buy, Thelthorn approached Sima Yong and asked again.
"Young master. It seems that you are a practitioner from the outside world who secretly and does not want to highlight the name.
YAng alu know .. the ability to process muscles and bones so that they shrink like this can not be done by just any expert.
"I'm sorry if from the beginning Thelthron was not observant to be able to see an expert like you in plain sight.
I admit that before it has indeed done a scan of yourself, but I did not find anything pure air energy let alone soul energy called magic.
Forgive me for my foolishness" Thelthorn's voice became lower. This alchemist blatantly apologized and admitted his shortcomings that at the beginning had doubted the young man.
Sima Yong himself was a person who appreciated someone who sportfully admitted his wrongdoing. He said,
"There's no need to get into too much trouble with that. I'm only here because I was invited by the little elf Mismaya. He will escort me somewhere, and should choose a replacement wing that is appropriate and suitable for him" Sima Yong said softly.
Meanwhile, Mismaya who had finished by choosing the wings in her tribe shouted softly.
"Alchemist Thelthron, I want to have that standard wing" Mismaya pointed at the display rack, one tiny wing resembling a butterfly wing.
The color of the butterfly's wings does not look too attractive. The wing is just a combination of two colors that are monotonous mixture of black and white. But Mismaya pretended to look happy by choosing the wings with minimal appearance, he was sure that the wings with the use of dye this season, would be cheap.
But the face of the young elf turned pale, when the Alchemist Thelthorn mentioned some value for the price of the wings.
"What's? For a pair of wings with a minimal look I have to charge 5,000 medium Elixir color Light blue?
I-it was an amount far above the price of the wings I bought three months ago" Mismaya replied in a trembling voice. He only had a total of 2000 Elixirs.
The alchemist Thelthorn turned around explaining that the wing Mismaya had chosen was to use rare materials that she could only buy in the City of Peace, a mixed city of various races located in the middle of this realm. Because the cost of delivering wing materials is expensive, the price also increases compared to similar prices a few months ago.
Mismaya was immediately in the thickets of deep disappointment. His dream was gone and the desire to accompany the Young Master faded. He could not say more, other than tears.
Sima Yong who became pity, besides he of course needed a road guide who understood this magical beast realm, then mediated.
"Capital ... Look at this Mr Thelthorn"
"I think I can handle the cost Mismaya needs. I'll sell this thing to you, cut the price of the wings chosen by Mismaya" Sima Yong said lightly.
The young man then took out something from his spatial ring. It glittered in a glittering red color dazzling the eyes. Instantly an aura full of oppression emanated from the thing in Sima Yong's hand.
"Red Dao-ranked combat dagger?" thelthorn screams in a pinched voice.
Dao rank spirit combat objects were extremely lamgka existences. Even its existence can be said to already resemble an artifact object that is very difficult to meet in the Silver Continent. With trembling the alchemist asked,
"B-what is the value of this Dao Ranking dagger you will sell?"
Sima Yong smiled. He said,
"His name is the Time Edge Dagger. This spirit item if it was sold outside of this Realm Magical Beast realm, would be valued at least with 100,000 high ranked Energy Stones. Even if at auction maybe the price can reach five times.
However I will sell to you at the same price, in conversion to Elixir value. 100,000 Pink (high ranking) I think is a fair price. No less" Sima Yong replied.
Alchemist Thelthorn trembled and nodded his head repeatedly. In his heart if he thought he would resell this thing, its value could even double.
But his little heart whispered again, "I will not sell this Time Edge Dagger. Let the people in the Fairy Clan see me so gallantly using one Dao Ranked Weapon"
The elf alchemist then smiled nervously. He hurriedly took out 100,000 Pink Elixirs, a highest ranked means of payment in this realm. When he was about to hand over all those Elixirs, the man in grey clothes said,
"Please cut it with the most expensive wing price. I heard Varrith's son of the patriarch was wearing a special wing named Comet Lightning.
Please prepare one similar wing device for this little elf Mismaya. The rest you can hand the Pink Elixir to me" Sima Yong said casually.
Mismaya. Never even in a dream did he imagine that he would possess and wish to have the wings of the Lightning Comet like those of the patriarch's son Varrith. But now, the human he met was simply giving away the wings of the Lightning Comet? "Oh by god .I adore you Young Master" cried Mismaya in a joyful heart.
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