After pausing for a while, old Draught continued, "The truth is every person born into this world, they already have a sentient weapon suitable with them. The only problem is for you to retrieve, form, or make it. We the crafters only help you to mold and form it."
"Ehh... That means I also could also have sentient weapons?" asked Angus curiously.
"Of course. However, as I said, no living being could create your sentient weapon. My advice is you should ask those deceased ones. You are not the first case of such a thing to happen, and I bet you also will not be the last one." said old man Draught mysteriously.
"Anyway, let's put a hold on this conversation. So, Jade, I bet you here for your sentient weapon?" asked the old man Draught, trying to divert the topic.
However, Angus begins to contemplate the old man's words carefully.
*Pop* *Pop* *Pop* "Bubbles.. Bubbles.." - Anna.
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