Negotiation

Sevenus led Athos to the hole in the center of the forest, where the willow was still in the same position as before. Between its roots, a one-meter-wide hole was dug. Sevenus jumped into the hole without hesitation and Athos followed.

"Incredible." Athos muttered, looking around. Just as Sevenus had said, dozens of enchanted wood weapons were strewn across the floor, as if Treevor saw no value in them. There was no furniture except for a desk, so it's likely that Treevor used this place only as a workshop rather than a home.

Broadswords, shortswords, scimitars, spears, axes, halberds, bows and arrows, etc. There were a few weapons taped to the wall, as if Treevor had separated his best work from the rest.

Athos took a white wooden sword from the wall to admire it, but his hands burned when he touched it and white smoke began to rise. Athos dropped his sword to the ground and frowned, realizing the weapons here would be useless.