Bab 152: 152: VoidSlayer

The old man's face darkened. He thought his bad karma had caught up with him. 

Anyway, while it was true that he had scammed a bunch of people in the past by selling trash as treasure, this time, he was not lying. After all, according to the legend passed down in his family that only had him and his wife left, the rusty old sword was an actual cursed artifact with unlimited potential. While even he found it hard to believe it, he had to sell it as only then would he get enough money to buy the medicine that was needed to save his wife. 

He looked at the busybodies and barked, "What concern is it of yours if I sell a trinket as a treasure? Not to mention, my family's heirloom is an actual cursed sword with unlimited potential. You lots are just a bunch of jealous mongrels, barking up the wrong tree out of envy!"

Then he turned to Val with a serious look on his face.