Chapter 318
Chapter 318
Two days later, Max emerged from the weapon shop, feeling tired but glad he had done his part.
Buwingrid had been a taskmaster, and the knowledge that he had given her three weapons instead of the two they had originally promised earned him gratitude from the dwarf.
Even the older one had forced a smile as he was led out of the forge.
I’m about ready to pass out… Even as much as I learned, promise me you’ll talk me out of being stupid in the future like that.
That isn’t a promise I can make because we both know you never stop doing stupid stuff.
Chuckling to himself, Max ignored the looks of those who saw and smelled him as he moved along the street. Blackened sections of skin, marred by the time in the forge, also stood out.
At least you kept the weapon as whip. Walking with that halberd would have been really weird for most.
It is true… very few carry anything over a dagger or swords. No large weapons like mine.