Chapter 123 Armory (1)

"HAHAHAHA! You really are amusing!"

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Creeeeeeeek

The door swiftly closed behind me, and my friends greeted me once again, but their expressions weren't too happy.

"Don't go making deals without us! Don't wrap us in your own shit!" Aisa shouted as she slapped the back of my head, but I quickly made up for it by displaying four keys.

"I got us a good deal, and I'll inform you of its contents later, but for now, let's just get some good rest," I said, and I led them all to their rooms, where they immediately hit the sack.

Each one conked out as soon as they felt the warm mattresses beneath them, acting as a comforter for them to finally relax and get a good night's rest.

"What is it?" I asked as I slowly closed Findir's door behind me.

"I know what you said about testing me wasn't true. I know you too well now than to believe such a stupid lie like that… I just hope we don't mess with each other from now on,"

I smiled while Bella walked beside me as there was a thing I wanted to check out in this large palace-like place.

"You're correct. I just wanted to play around with you, and you didn't react how I hoped… But I will say, you went out of my expectations when you apologized and admitted that you had done wrong. That was pretty cool," I muttered.

"I don't feel happy being complimented by you,"

"That's fine… Anyway, why are you following me?"

"I'm bored as fuck because we're just waiting around for things to happen. The only way we can defend ourselves is by making a sneaky counter-attack… and that's where you come in,"

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Just hold up your end of the deal, and I'll hold up mine,"

"You promise you won't break the deal?" Bella asked as she walked in front of me and held out her hand for a handshake.

"Promise… Promise is a strong word. If I ever sense that your family is in peril, I'll be sure to leave you to die. I wasn't contracted to protect your family but assist them. If you really wanted me to protect you guys until death, then you should've just added that on the contract," I replied before walking past her and taking a sharp turn down a flight of stairs.

"Then you wouldn't have agreed to the contract-... motherfucker. Still moving pieces as we speak," Bella cursed under her breath, and I just gave her a wide smile before stepping up to the metal door in front of me.

As I placed my hands on the cold metal, I felt the small engravings that made this room special and the reason why it needed a metal door.

Slowly, I pushed the two doors in and what was revealed to me was a large room filled to the brim with decently powerful weapons.

Now that all of us were pretty strong and skilled with our weapons, we just needed something that could withstand not only our skill but also our future power.

My plans will level them up at an insane speed while also increasing their mental fortitude… well, that's assuming if they don't break.

"Y'know, I've been thinking about this for a while, but are you really their friend? You just seem like their caretaker," Bella muttered as I shuffled through the large quantities of steel spears held in large wooden barrels.

But I didn't come here just for them.

"Think of me as their older brother. I'm taking care of them but still letting them go through the hardships needed in order to grow up,"

"... And sending them to a battlefield is helping them grow up?"

I gave Bella a hard and long stare before ignoring the question completely and walking to the back of the armory.

I could feel it… the presence of powerful magic-infused spears that wouldn't break even under the pressure of gravity magic.

"You have to be accepted by one of the spears, by the way. You can't just pick one of them up," Bella said, and I stopped right before the metal rack.

"What do you mean? Aren't they just magic-infused spears?"

"They are… But the blacksmith who made all of these was pretty special. He managed to create semi-sentient blades made of metal that nobody thought could even be forged… Do you know how much skill that took? We also had to pay about half our fortune for all of these weapons," Bella muttered before clicking her tongue.

"But it seems you guys don't even use them… Did none of them accept you?" I asked, and Bella began to sweat profusely.

"M-Maybe… W-Well, that's because we're mainly a magic family. The reason I was in the Spear Theory class was that my family wanted me to get better. Some of the other kids were given this task as well,"

"I see," I replied bluntly before walking up to the first spear.

It had two sharp ends, kind of like a bident but with a narrower headpiece, and it was all black… making it look edgy as fuck.

"Why would a blacksmith ever make something like this…." I muttered under my breath because I wasn't even going to bother claiming it.

Bidents are used more like lances than spears, and the same goes for tridents, but I've never seen someone use one… as they're pretty unpractical.

The next one was a long white spear with a single blacktip that kind of smelled like poison, so I was intrigued and immediately grabbed onto the handle.

It felt good and weightless as I spun it around a few times, but just as I began to familiarize myself with it, a raging shockwave of pain rushed through my body and made my hand go limp.

The spear dropped to the ground and floated up, placing itself back on the rack.

"Told you," Bella smirked as I moved on to the next spear.