Creation of Greatsword Assurance

"This weapon needs to be able to utilize the full power of my body without being trained in the exact art of its combat style". Isaac thinks as his weapon keeps changing form constantly to suit his imagination. "Why don't I go with one of the most simple heavy weapons from video games that I have played; the greatsword". Isaac thinks as he begins to form a blade into his ideal greatsword. "The hilt has to be elongated to accommodate the extra grip, then I have to made it double edged to properly make a greatsword". Isaac thinks as he accurately measured the proportions in his head making the blade 2 inches wide, and the handle 10 inches in length, while the blade boasted a impressive 15 inches. With the greatsword in both hands, Isaac slashes forward with a overhead stance to test the weight and power of his blade, but almost stumbles as he slashes, which causes the continuous laughter of Ella. Ella's laughter dies down before asking Isaac in a pleasant tone, "What is the name of your blade"?

Isaac begins to ponder on the question he is asked. "This greatsword may not be the best, but in a way, it's my own form of safety for the tough times I will end up later down this new road of life for myself". Isaac thinks as he stares at the new blade in his hand, a small smile forming on his face. He turns to Ella before saying "Assurance, my blade's name is Assurance". Ella stares at Isaac before giving a thumbs up to him. "You're so cool little brother"! She giggles as she says before picking up Isaac and hugging him like how a baby hugs a newly bought toy. Both Ava and Isaac roll their eyes at Ella's antics before Ava speaks up and becomes serious.

"Your talent is impressive Isaac, it would seem that Ferriun Tross has taught you well in the art of bladesmithing". Ava says staring at Isaac's greatsword. Isaac only looks at her confused before asking, "You know Mr. Tross"?

"His reputation proceeds him from when he was younger, Ferriun Tross back at a young age was a rebel of the third-rate Portson royal family, a family of alchemists. You would think being born into a family of alchemists would give you the genes to be a great one, but Ferriun Tross was born with zero aptitude in alchemy, and was considered to be the trash of his family and later kicked out". To the misfortune of the family, Ferriun managed to find himself into the arts of blacksmithing and later went and became a tier 3 upper stage blacksmith. The news of this made the Portson family red with both fury and embarrassment, so they sent 2 tier 3 assassin mages to hunt down Ferriun, but Ferriun ended up killing both mage assassins and sending their heads back to the Portson family with a letter stating, if they were to try any more foolery, he would come collect their heads. Even though now, he has practically retired to your small little town, he is still a force to be reckoned with". Ava finishes. Isaac who had been standing there absorbing the information nods his head a couple of times in understanding.

"I never realized Mr. Tross was had endured so much in the form of his family and his journey to be a blacksmith. Now that I know about all of this, I am even more inclined to not fail here at the final step, I wouldn't even be able to participate without him believing in me". Isaac says and his eyes begin to harden before he stares at the magical collection sphere before him and raising his Assurance into the air. Isaac begins to dash towards the magic collection sphere, while his blade begins to accumulate magic, causing it to gain a very lustrous purple glow that was even stronger than when Isaac has normally used this magic technique. What is different though is that suddenly in his magical tree, a purple orb begins to grow in size at the very moment Isaac's blade becomes laced with the highest amount of magical energy he can accumulate. As if reacting to it's spell being used, the orb begins to grow and glow brighter than the other orbs.

Isaac jumps into the air with Assurance clenched greatly in both his hands as gravity carries him and his greatsword forward, before slashing with all his might at the sphere, not even causing a dent in it, but he lands safely on the ground after performing the slash and looks up at the sphere, waiting for it to tell him his magical strength for the attack. As the number starts from 0 and begins to rise, it ends directly on the number 270.

Ava and Ella who was behind Isaac begin to clap their hands, with Ella even letting a whistle escape while cheering for Isaac shortly. "That's not a bad magic strength score for a tier 1 lower mage newbie". Ava says in a mellow voice short from being a melody.

"Ava can we keep him in our hunting squad!? I promise to keep him safe and take care of him". Ella says hugging Isaac into her arms again. Isaac who is struggling to escape Ella's arms is shaking his head furiously at Ava signaling to say no. Ava gives off a short giggle before saying to Ella, "If Isaac would like to join us, then he is free to do so". Ella lets go of Isaac and stares at him with expectant eyes. Isaac who is currently panting replies, "No thank you, I wanted to try being alone instead of joining a squad, but if I have nowhere to go when I look for a squad, I'll be sure to join you both. For now, am I able to officially be a hunter"? He stares at Ava when asking this question.

"Yes Isaac, you are officially a hunter now, but before you can actually go do solo work if that is what you wish for, we have the new hunter recruits shadow a professional hunter for some time to make sure they understand things better about this profession. Ella and I will take you to the orientation that will assign you to a professional hunter right now. Follow us. Ava says as both her and Ella take the lead in leading Isaac down hallways until they reach a moderately sized room with chairs and people inside. As Isaac looked around, others looked at Ava, Ella, and him back.

"This is where my hunter journey begins. Time to make the most of it and become one of the greatest mages this world has seen".