Chương 495: Merlin's Magic

"Cursed Items?" Arad gasped as he heard Doma's giggles in his head. ^{The one I remember best is the cursed sword pins. They make the wielder drowsy the more they swing the blade.}^

^What are pins? And who would use them?^ Arad sighed.

"Arad," Alcott stared at him, "Cursed items?" He had heard him gasp earlier.

"I was talking to her in my head. Do you know pins? She's saying to ask you." He tapped his head.

"You mean those?" Alcott lifted the sword he was sharpening and showed Arad the handle. "See those small pins? The ones holding the wooden part of the handle to the blade so it can be wrapped with leather."

"Those are the pins," Arad pulled the adamantine sword from his stomach and looked at it. "She says she used to make cursed pins that make the user drowsy. Can that be used?"

Alcott blinked, "Of course, that's more useful than you think," He smiled.