chapter : 7 Hazen

Elizabeth was torn between believing Silver and not, he was right in almost every question that she asked which for her was close to impossible for him to even know.

Looking at his Back as he Walked through the market street it felt totally different from the usual and it was strange for someone to change overnight unless he was hiding himself and if he did , it means it was to perfection fooling even the head of the house of arcania and the king

Whilst she was worried about this Silver had something bothering him, if the storyline were to Stay a bit consistent, then he had an exam in the exactly twelve months from now which equals a year and he had to train himself to the schools standard before the due date and that was something really bothersome since he only know how to fight with Normal strength and not with Mana or aura.

This was also one of the many reasons he came to the market so he could acquire some the best materials that he could use to properly awaken his essence, awakening of true essence is usually done at the age of twelve but he couldn't do it because of the queens interference and in the story he later awakened when when he was put in a life and death situation .

One's true essence is the ability of their bloodline which depends on how powerful it is it need's specific requirements for it to be activated, Silver's ability which is related to. The primordial dragons allowed him to truly tap into the power of a dragon which although came with limitations was still a broken ability .

His first stop was the tailor shop since he needed new clothes, after which he got separated from but not after a long time explaining to Elizabeth who wanted to go along with him since she would be affected if he was hurt .

It took a while before she finally agreed and left with the others leaving him alone

He decided to first check up on something that he would be needing, he navigated his way to an old antique shop that was located in a not so hidden part of the main market, he was greeted by the sweet smell of age thaade him miss earth a little, number 3 one of his brothers retired and opened up an antique shop where he relaxed and Silver sometimes visit to see how the old guy was doing.

" You can't just stand there like a statue you know " A voice called out to Silver who was already spacing out drawing his attention back to reality, embarrassed he gave a slight bow to the man who called out to him who also happened to be the owner of the shop, someone Silver admired both in the game and real life ; Gerald Haizwoth one of the greatest mage of all time who retired to become an antique shop owner, obviously nobody knew he was here and he would like it that way and Silver would even like it that way .

" At least you are. Polite not like those other dimwits who come here without courtesy looking for artifacts that they didn't leave here " Gerald said with an annoyed tone maybe his last customer was a douchebag but he didn't say anything instead took a calm walk through the store, what he was looking for was something that even an arcmage like Gerald won't be able to find and it didn't take time to find in lying close to the bin filled with dusts, he picked it up and noticed its weight which was exceptionally heavy : nanomite a mineral that is so scarce and hard to find because of its strange ability to mimic any material, and remain that way until it is activated. He looked around and picked up a few more things he might need , well most of them were not even of use but it was to mask the main thing he needed .

" You have a strange taste kid, picking a rock out of the few many things, but I'll give a point for the fact that you have good eye's try to be honest next time it would do you good " Gerald said to Silver who was shocked about it since he thought he wouldn't be caught but it went another way for him, he quickly settled the sales and left Gerald who suddenly got a thought in his head " Where have have I seen that young man's face before " He thought

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He had three things to take care of, one of them was to get weapons and he knew the right place, it took him a good while to find the place since it had been a long while since he even visited in the game, it was an old looking shop that looked like one that would collapsed any minute and so discouraging for anyone who saw it but beneath it lied a very important thing that he needed.

The old door creaked open revealing a normal blacksmith shop, which was to be too honest wasn't in the best condition " We're closed " A voice called out to Silver who subconsciously almost left but something pulled him back to reality " I came with a commission won't you at least see it " Silver asked as the place was beginning to give off an earring vibe

"Leave! " the voice called out again to Silver who was getting pissed just then he felt a large hand touch his shoulder causing him who had his whole attention to move instinctively to attack but was caught .

With a look Silver felt odd since the hand touching him was that of an old frail man, which is what he is to. The eye of the public but to Silver he was a monster who was on another level, " Hazen orewing " Also known as the king of the hammers and blacksmiths to the dragon's his weapons are on par with the ones produced by the god of blacksmiths and that was no exaggeration in the game he didn't meet him this early only later on in the story but Silver didn't have time to wait.

" Greetings sir, I'm sorry for my intrusion I just wanted to apply for a weapon commission" Silver said politely to The old man who didn't seem interested waving him off, " Well you said so before I just really need it " Silver said to the old man who seemed confused " we only just talked, why do you sound like we had a conversation before " He asked looking very suspicious, Silver on the other hand was still in the same mental situation, " I just talked to a voice inside and he told me to leave similar to what you are saying " Silver replied to the old man who was beyond shocked .