Enchanting The Weapon!

The Alchemist Guild building stood proudly, the most luxurious structure in Wittes after the temple. Though only four stories tall, its walls were covered in expensive marble tiles, and the logo of the Alchemist Association gleamed brightly at the top, plated in gold.

The symbol; combining a craftsman's hammer and a pharmacist's leaf, was as tall as a person, dazzling in the sunlight. Raymond's eyes widened as he calculated the cost. "Two kilograms of gold to plate that logo? That's at least a hundred gold coins! What a luxury!"

Raymond couldn't help but shake his head in amazement. He had come to the Alchemist Association for one thing: to enchant the Dark Moon sword he held in his hand.

It had been five days since he had forged the Dark Moon, and now, finally, he was ready to take the next step.