Chapter 8
#### Eason's POV
For the past month, I've been undergoing strenuous training, and Denim has been enjoying it through and through. He made my early morning sessions so much harder than before, with the difficulty rising as I grew stronger.
Leah had strangely stopped calling me a pervert, and we were relatively close now—but not friends. I have a feeling she's keeping an eye on me. I don't want my dad to die because of my carelessness, so I won't tell her I get buffs every morning before work. If she finds out, she might snitch, and Valerian might discover us and hunt us again.
"Finally, you're ready to hold a sword," said Denim as he walked up to me carrying a large black box with golden patterns that looked like veins running down each side. He cast a healing spell and a stamina buff on me as he spoke. "Now, you'll have to choose your first weapon."
"The McKay family members are usually weapon masters, but they are more proficient with four types of weapons: swords, spears, bows and arrows, and guns. The last one is a new creation, so not many know about it," he said, opening the box.
Inside, there were a lot of weapons, but four swords immediately caught my attention.
There was a *jian with a beautiful guard and hilt. Dragons were carved into its sheath, and there was a dragon on each side of the blade. There was also a *katate uchi that was somehow beautiful yet plain, an *odachi, and a stunning katana with a flame-shaped guard and a white hilt.
"So, choose one. Remember, you'll have to rely on your left hand for now," he said, staring at me intently.
"Can I touch them?" I asked, my eyes sparkling.
"Yes, you can. And don't act cute, or you're not getting a sword, and training will get harder for a whole year," he replied with a smug face.
I first held the odachi. It was too long and too heavy for me at the moment. Most of all, it couldn't be used with just one hand. I immediately gave up on it—for now, only for now—because I really liked this sword.
I picked up the katate uchi. It wasn't too short for me, but it wasn't long enough for my liking. I didn't even attempt to lift the katana because it was almost certain I couldn't use it. So, I was left with the beautiful jian.
As I held it, I could feel my mana and my soul resonating with the sword. I wanted it, and I could tell it wanted me too.
"I want this one," I said, my expression dazed.
"Okay. Give it a name and wipe your drool," Denim said.
I held it up and said, "Your name is…"
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#### Notes on Weapons:
1. A *jian* is a Chinese longsword known as the "gentleman of weapons" and also as the "sword breaker."
2. A *katate uchi* is a Japanese sword that is too long to be called a shortsword but not long enough to be considered a longsword.
3. A *katana* is a Japanese sword with a single curved edge, sloping upward.
4. An *odachi* is a Japanese sword almost twice as long as a katana. It also has one edge, curved, and can only be wielded with two hands.