It's another sunny day.
The weekend has arrived.
Chloe went to Lainer's factory.
"Yo, Chloe, you're here."
The Dwarf Lainer laughed and said, "How's the quality of the stuff I sent over?"
Chloe stepped forward and said with a smile:
"The quality is quite good. I asked them, and they said they'd come to you next time to buy again."
"Haha, well, that's a relief."
"So, where's the stuff?" Chloe looked at Lainer seriously and said, "I reckon I'll need it soon."
"Alright, alright, I know you came for this matter, follow me."
Lainer led Chloe into a small room at the deepest part of the factory.
In a display case protected by several layers of protective magic, a Battle Halberd flickering with jet-black lightning was confined.
Although it looked no different from before, Chloe knew very well that this thing had become far more dangerous than before.
Chloe clicked his tongue in amazement and said:
"Old Lainer, your craftsmanship has improved."
