Bab 3122: Commotion at the Entrance

Wesdey received the message not long after but took over an hour to come and see what Tagunda, which was Popon's alias, forged during the last day. Arriving at the room, Popon held his sword, seeming to be giving it some final touches. "There is no need to decorate it. I only care about its quality. Give it to me."

Popon nodded and passed the sword over.

"Just like many others, you also went for a sword. A little boring, but it matters not in your evaluation," Wesdey began to speak. However, as soon as he put his hand on the sword, his expression changed. His eyes narrowed, understanding that the unremarkable appearance of the sword hid its true value. Without thinking twice, he channeled his Spiritual Energy into it.