Chapter 49: 049. The Master of the Underground City (2)
An awkward silence enveloped the space. Beatrice, her face flushed, glanced at Veris with a sidelong look.
Gulp.
Just moments ago, he had been joking around, but now Veris was examining the spoils he had obtained from defeating the Death Knight.
It was a sword that seemed quite mismatched for him. How should I put it? Even Beatrice, who was utterly ignorant about swords, could tell that the sword was far too large.
Curiosity got the better of Beatrice, and she asked a question.
"Are you planning to use that sword?"
"No? I'm going to give it to someone."
So that was it.
Even to her, the size of the sword seemed awkward, and it seemed Veris thought the same.
"Who are you going to give it to?"
"Your brother."
"My brother...."