"I haven't seen you in a month, my lord," answered the girl, Fiona. Then she smiled with joy and invited me inside the shop.
I returned the smile. "Any developments?" I said, then followed her.
Fiona moved her lips in a silent yes, then drew from her hands two gleaming cubes — each about the size of a palm.
I knew exactly what they were.
"Accumulation storage cubes," I said, then added, "How much is in them?"
"Eighty thousand, my lord," Fiona answered. "Unfortunately, I was only able to sell a small number of weapons. None of the lords are willing to buy weapons using accumulation."
"No matter," I said.
It was not surprising to hear that.
I already knew the lords were not foolish enough to give up their precious accumulation — their winning card for climbing the ranks — especially for a specialized weapon. If what was on offer were ancient relics, things might have been different entirely.
But I had bet on one thing, and it had worked.
