Chapter 23: Skilled Hands

I sit on the ground resting from my training before hearing my mentor, "I will take you to buy a weapon today."

"A weapon?" I repeat asking him.

"Yes, your skill using the sword is unnatural for your age, so I thought about buying a sword so that you can have more possibilities for winning the tournament."

"Alright." 

*It's been a lot of time since I used a weapon that it's not made of wood."

We exit from the castle and head to the city, as we walk inside the city I see more guards than usual.

*I see, it is a normal reaction for 3 people being murdered by someone that is inside the city.*

Some woman that seems to be in her twenties is on her knees while crying and yelling somebody's name, "Mike!!". I raise a brow at her, *Could she is somebody that one of those bandits knew?*

I look away from her and continue to walk toward the place where I will choose my weapon.

After a while we arrive at something that looks like a warehouse, it's ruined, there are various cracks and the mold is consuming the wood.

"Huhh, here??" I ask dumbfounded.

"Yes, this is where you will choose your weapon." He moves forward and opens the door.

Scriiichh

I instinctively move my hands to my ears to block the sound.

I follow behind jack as he moves inside the warehouse, as my feet get inside a smell of rot and mold enters my nostrils, "Are you sure this is where I can choose my weapon?" My face turns into a grimace sniffing the smell.

Jack sighs, "Brat, you got too spoiled living in the castle and having good food and a nice place to live." He steps towards and opens a door, revealing a good room having a variety of weapons, ranged weapons, and hand-to-hand weapons, a floral smell exits from the room replacing the smell of rot.

I enter inside and see that the room is cured and clean.

Jack starts looking and touching the blade of a sword with his fingers, "This is where I store my weapons, I usually keep them here because nobody would mind entering a place that looks abandoned, and if somebody steals one of them I will find out who they are." He says while he watches almost with killing intent the sword.

I scratch my head and start to look around in the room, *Mhh, this sword it's not good, the blade is not sharp enough.* I move away from it and start to look at the other swords, *Too small* I think looking at another one.

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Minutes pass as I can't find anything that interests me. 

"Oof..."

*Is there anything that can match my hands and my style?* I think as my eyes notice a box, "What's in that box?" I ask Jack, "Just some swords that I don't use anymore brat."

I move forward and open the box before seeing various swords, some used and some never used, "Huh?", *something is shining under all of these swords* I move them apart and take the sword, looking at it now I can see it all, I notice that it's a dagger, the light of the room reflects on it and the color of the dagger is a pure black, it's almost like my eyes gets lost while looking at it.

"Mh?" Jack continues, "Did you find anything that interes--" He looks at the dagger before taking it away from me.

"How is this even here...?" I glare at him, "Hey!" My eyes fall on his body as he trembles looking at the dagger.

"What's wrong?" 

"This dagger... I was sure that it was destroyed." He grits his teeth.

"Can I still have it?" I ask him as he starts to look at the ground, "Ugh!" He yells before the dagger falls from his hands.

"Woah, are you okay?!" I run up to him before I look at his hands, there is smoke coming from them and they are burned.

I glance at the dagger before taking it again.

*I still need to see why it attracts me."

I grip the dagger, "Wait! Drop it!", ignoring him I do some movements while using the dagger, suddenly the dagger shines, and the black of the dagger starts to emit darkness from it, clouding the room.

Suddenly all of the dark fog enters the dagger. "W-what was that?" I try to see if my right hand is burned before seeing it in the same state before I took the dagger.

"How...?" My mentor exclaims before getting up and looking at the dagger, "Umm, can I still have it?" Grinning, I scratch my hair.

Jack eyes the dagger as he gives a look of sadness and remorse looking at it.

He nods, "Fine, take it."

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