The Author's POV

After leaving the bookstore, following Amanda into the busy streets of the area we were in, we soon took a couple of turns and entered a few alleyways. As we moved into the alleyways, with every step I took, I noticed that there were fewer and fewer people present.

Frowning, glancing at Amanda who was walking ahead of me, I asked

"Are you sure we're going in the right direction?"

Staring at my surroundings, I couldn't help but think that we were headed in the wrong direction as everything around me started becoming dirtier and more worn out. Graffiti appeared all over the walls of the buildings next to me, and more and more litter could be found on the ground.

This place seemed to resemble the slums rather than a high-end place that sold powerful artifacts.

"mhm"

Without glancing at me, moving around some of the alleys, Amanda nodded her head.

Observing her from behind, from the way that she was confidently moving around the alleyways, it became apparent to me that this wasn't her first time going here.

"alright"

Thus, seeing Amanda nod her head, I shrugged my shoulders and followed her. No point in regretting this now.

Fortunately, I didn't have to worry about our safety. Although I had no idea of what place we were going to, I was pretty sure that we were currently being followed by a couple of Amanda's bodyguards in the shadows.

Though I couldn't sense them nor see them, I was naturally aware of their presence due to Amanda's identity as the princess of the demon hunter guild.

Since she wasn't in the academy, she naturally had bodyguards following her at all times. This was especially so after what had happened to her a couple of months back with Elijah.

Back then, because she was at the Lock, she didn't have bodyguards tailing her. But now, after what had happened, bodyguards stuck to her like glue. Even if she was at the Lock.

Although her father wasn't there for her very often, that didn't mean that she wasn't precious to him.

In fact, he loved her quite a lot but with everything going on at the guild he rarely had time to spend with her which she naturally understood as his every move and decision could affect the lives of tens of thousands of people.

...being a guild master both had its perks and cons.

"We're here"

After a while, we arrived in front of a large metallic door. Moving in front of the large metallic door, Amanda raised her hand and knocked on the door two times.

-knock -knock

After knocking, silence prevailed in the surroundings. Shortly after, a couple of minutes after she knocked, a hoarse voice resounded from the other side of the door.

"what day is it today?"

Without batting an eye, Amanda indifferently said

"It's the day where the moonlight shines and the dust sweeps"

Tilting my head as I listened to their conversation, I thought to myself

'Was this some sort of password? It made no sense...'

This sort of reminded me of the black market where I would similarly have to tell them a password in order to enter. Well, that was before...now that I had the VIP card, I could naturally go in without needing to tell them the password.

-Clank!

After Amanda recited the password, after a short pause a small compartment appeared on the side and the hoarse voice resounded again.

"Identification card"

Nodding her head, Amanda placed a small purple card inside of the compartment. Thereafter, a couple of seconds after placing the card in the compartment, the compartment lit up and a red hue enveloped the card.

-Ding!

Moments after the red hue enveloped the card, a green one replaced it and a loud ringing resounded across the area.

-Clank!

Shortly after the light turned green, the metallic doors slowly opened revealing a long and dark corridor.

"Come in"

his back hunched down, an elderly figure with fading hair, holding onto a wooden stick to support himself, casually greeted

at me from the corner of her eyes, Amanda nodded at me and followed the old

really sketchy. But well, I probably shouldn't judge a book by

even if the building was ugly on the outside, that didn't mean the

I was quickly

of an old room that had a musty odor, evocative of grandparents' houses

room stood an old lamp that dimly lit the room, and at the center of the room, there were two white sofas next to each other with a squared wooden table in the middle. The walls were draped in light green wallpaper and on the right-hand side of the room were wooden

room before me, frowning, I couldn't help but stare

this really

honestly expected this place to be extremely luxurious on the inside. However, it seems like

"Please sit down"

us to sit down, the elderly man glanced towards his right where

two customers, please

give me

with vigor could be heard from the second floor

"Be quick"

down, glancing towards Amanda, with a hint of doubt in

the

"Yes"

down and was now resting on my shoulder. As she looked at her, a look

she really wanted

whilst still staring at the front, I

Angelica, if she pets you will

and staring at the side of my

inside of my body

I briefly glanced at Amanda next to me

you think you can

not

'Not even once?'

a

want

I instantly shut up and waited for the catalogs

the Lock I will definitely set

for the fact that me retaliating would lead to me being seen as

coming right

face was relatively handsome and if not for the

resting on one of the sofa's, Richards's eyes lit up as he straightened his posture, and proceeded to fix his hair

smile, handing her a tablet, he

if it isn't Miss Stern, what do I owe the pleasure of having you

a second, Amanda took

here to buy a

Richard smiled. However, his smile soon froze after he spotted me sitting next to her. Warily

who this

her

a

word 'classmate', Richard secretly sighed in relief as he couldn't help but

"Just classmate?"

down, Amanda just

Instantly the room froze.

mistake, Richard lowered his head

apologize for the slip

tablet, Richard coldly looked at me as he handed it

choose whatever weapon you want. After you're done choosing tell me and I will

ignoring the obvious difference in treatment, I

beautiful Amanda was, such scenario was bound to happen. Still, I didn't think much of it and looked through the

and all other types of weapons. There were even some weapons that

long catalog of weapons, I soon realized why Amanda was adamant on

nor were mass produced. There was only a single one of each weapon thus

but rather a

using the filter function I narrowed down my search

weapons weren't mass produced, they were bound to be much higher in quality than what

lines, shortly after, three swords that matched my criteria

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: Roaming