Chapter 30: Shopping On Heaven Syvantis—2
"How about 50,000 Arthum?" I proposed, knowing that it would be declined—and it did actually.
"Seriously! You want me to sell them at half of their original price." She laughed, "You told me that you have money to purchase fifty of my masterpieces, yet you’re still bargaining. You are indeed a strange one, hah-hah."
I knew that, thanks. Even if I had that much money, I still needed to think carefully before buying anything. Otherwise, I’d be bankrupt before I’d know.
"If you want them, the price is fixed."
"Come on! No one will buy these, you know. They’ll only occupy the space of your shop. As you said yourself, they’re just deadweight. Will anyone agree to buy any failed weapons?"
She took a deep breath and gestured as though she was considering my opinions. She then folded her arms and stared at me with a strange expression.
"You’re right, and yeah, no one will agree to buy them. Everyone’s after the finest weapon which we, the blacksmiths forge. However, that doesn’t mean the failed ones have no value. They are the blacksmiths’ stigma—as well as an inspiration to forge a magnificent weapon after each failure. They remind us how many times we have failed and how many times we have succeeded. The Grade-A weapons you’re seeing in this shop are thanks to these failures. But..."
She leaned towards me with a gentle smile and whispered.
"I don’t want to ruin your reputation before your girlfriend. So how about a 90,000 Arthum, I can’t go any down, hah-hah."
Her words were impactful and I started to feel guilty for the bargain. Then again, seeing her lowering the price gave me a hint that I might have a chance. I smiled softly, seeing her generous mindset.
"How about a 60,000? I know I shouldn’t bargain after the generosity you have shown, but still. I might’ve paid you the first price if these had motivated you to make at least a Grade-S weapon. But I don’t see them here."