The fourth-rank woman with hair blazing like fire stepped forward.
As she approached the table, she spoke softly…
Yet her voice echoed throughout the entire hall.
"Let us begin the exchange… with something everyone desires."
She paused briefly before extending her hand toward the table.
"An ancient weapon."
She lifted one of the seven weapons.
It was a strange-looking weapon with a wooden handle shaped like a cross.
But its blade wasn't metal…
It resembled a giant palm frond.
One of the five ancient weapons I had gifted to the city.
"Forest Generator."
The woman raised the weapon high.
"With every strike… dozens of palm trees are created. Each tree summons a creature to serve its master… without requiring any accumulation to dominate it."
Her words left a heavy impact on the audience.
Owning such a weapon meant the ability to create an entire environment capable of producing an army of beasts.
Whispers began spreading…
Until the woman silenced them once more.
