Shadow Slave

Nephis remained for a while, considering what the charming enchanter had said.

A weapon that was as powerful as its wielder was... Slowly, white sparks ignited in the depths of her eyes.

'A growing Memory.’

They did exist, but were exceedingly rare. Most of the ones she heard of had not even been received from slaying Nightmare Creatures, but were instead Aspect Legacy Relics.

Having a sword that would allow her to fully express the power of her Aspect was already exciting enough. But if that sword could also reflect her power as a Transcendent Titan, and one who had inherited the lineage of Sun God as well...

Such a blade would indeed be worthy of slaying gods.

As long as Nephis was worthy.

She glanced at Master Sunless, who remained calm and composed. Was he really capable of forging such a Memory?

Suddenly, the young man seemed to possess a different kind of allure in her eyes.

'He's precious... a precious resource, I mean. Cassie has really outdone herself this time.'

If what he had said was true.

Nephis hesitated for a moment.

"Can you really do it?"

Master Sunless gave her an electric smile.

"I haven't done it before, but I am confident that it can be achieved. It might be that nobody else is capable, but I am."

She raised an eyebrow, finding it hard to distrust his confidence. Not just because it was hard to imagine someone who looked like him being dishonest, but also because she could vaguely sense his passion.

Nephis had no doubt that Master Sunless was an inspired artisan. She was familiar with artistic ambition, and his was of the kind that could produce miracles.

Of course, he could simply be delusional. But Cassie would not have sent her here if there was any doubt about his ability.

How had Valor failed to scout this talent?

She looked away, studying the abominable remains surrounding them. It was quite a collection... since the charming young man did not seem like much of a fighter, he must have procured these material with soul shards and coin. That alone spoke volumes of his dedication.

Nephis sighed.

"How are you so different from all the other enchanters?"

He smiled.

really. Have you read the Exploration Report of the

silent, and then paled a

an endearing

am deeply sorry, Lady Nephis. I said

shifted from one foot to another,

cult of the Nightmare Spell mentioned in the report. There used to be sorcerers of a very

Nephis nodded.

"Indeed. So?"

young enchanter hesitated

is capable of doing so because of their Aspect. In truth, they aren't the ones who are making the Memories... it's the Nightmare

to one of his onyx

So, my Memories

listened to his words intently, What she heard... was

seem outstanding when compared to thousands of other Masters and the exalted Saints. He lived his life quietly, away from the spotlight, and lacking

singular existence. In his unique

infinite number of Attributes, Aspects, and Memories out there. Anyone could be a wonder in their own way, and be capable of things that everyone else

Nephis made a decision.

trust in

Nephis would simply be back to where she had

his slight smile with

your

for a moment, then

that creating such a sword would require a lot of effort from both of us, and that

for her to leave the ominous storage room. As they passed the elegant shopfront of the

will need your assistance at certain stages of forging. It is no secret that your flames are born from the soul,

remained silent for a moment,

you and your powers perfectly. Such a fit won't be possible unless I have a deep understanding of your powers and how you conduct yourself in battle. It would be very helpful for me to observe your swordsmanship, and your Aspect, closely... and not just in a sparring

him a

knowledgeable about swordsmanship, Master

charming young man

how to wield other weapons. After all, if one wants to forge a weapon, they have to know how to

for a moment, looked around, and then said with a hint

I once placed very high in the

Nephis blinked.

"The... Dreamscape tournament?"

That illusory game?

she felt a very unfamiliar emotion rise in her cold and

all over the charming enchanter's beautiful face and the sheer

'Cute!