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Chapter 426: - 1 Gold Coin Missing

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Broken was still taken aback by Princess Alora's words. He furrowed his brow, unsure if he had heard correctly.

"Sorry, Princess?" he asked, needing clarification.

"This is a Legendary-grade item, and producing something like this is no easy feat. Even a Master Blacksmith might need decades of dedication to craft one. You know this is no ordinary item-it holds immense value," she continued, her tone serious.

She paused briefly before placing the sword back on the table. "Since you're a swordsman yourself, and you were the one who crafted this sword, it's yours. Next time, you can craft another sword for me."

"But Your Highness, the materials used for this sword are incredibly rare, and we might not be able to obtain them again anytime soon," Mercy interjected cautiously.

"This is my decision to make, Mercy," Alora replied, her voice firm.

"My apologies, Your Highness," Mercy said, bowing and stepping back respectfully.

"Take it," she reiterated to Broken.

Broken remained silent for a moment, his mind already made up. He had never once considered keeping the sword for himself, and he had already solidified his decision for a variety of reasons.

"Well, if you think the materials are too valuable, consider it a deduction from your next payment," Alora added, trying to lighten the offer.

But Broken had already set his heart on crafting something exceptional for Princess Alora. This sword was perfectly suited for her fighting style, which combined swordsmanship and magic. It boosted strength, defense, and magic power all at once-an ideal weapon for her. As for himself, Broken already possessed his own Legendary-grade sword, The Scorchslayer, which he had acquired from Hell. Though he didn't intend to use it publicly due to the identity it might reveal, he had plenty of other weapon options. His Wavebreaker Spear, in particular, was an incredibly powerful weapon that currently served as his mainstay.

With that in mind, he knew this sword belonged to Alora.

"Princess, I understand that a Legendary-grade item like this could make anyone greedy. But no matter how much I might want this sword, I'd rather see you wield it."

He smiled, nodding to reinforce his words. He truly wanted her to have the best protection, and this sword was exactly that-a powerful weapon suited perfectly for her.

"Take it, that's an order," Alora insisted.

"You know that doesn't work on me, right?" he replied calmly. "This is your sword. You commissioned it, and I'm delivering it. That's my responsibility."

Alora pushed the sword toward him again. "I'm forcing you to take it."

Broken pushed it back gently. "Princess, please don't make me lose my cool in front of Knight Mercy."

"So what? Are you going to show your true nature?" she teased. "Come on, now force me to accept the sword."

"Princess, you're really testing my patience," Broken muttered.

"Oh, how polite of you, speaking that way to a princess."

"Princess Alora," Broken said, his voice more serious now. "I'm truly serious about this. I believe this sword will be incredible in your hands."

"You'll regret this decision."

"I'll come back and ask for the sword if I change my mind," he said with a smirk.

"Oh, I didn't realize a great blacksmith like you could be so indecisive."

"Then take it." This time, his tone was firmer.

Alora sighed softly as she finally took hold of the sword, lifting it with ease.

The glow from the forge reflected off its flawless surface, casting a shimmering light across the room. She smiled, admiring the craftsmanship, before giving the blade a graceful spin in her hand.

She turned toward the window, adopting a perfect stance with the sword in her grasp. Even in her elegant royal dress, she held the weapon with flawless precision, her posture both poised and powerful.

The sight of her, a princess in such regal attire wielding a Legendary-grade sword, was truly mesmerizing-a pleasure to behold.

With a swift movement, Alora lowered the sword and looked over at Broken. "I'm afraid I won't be able to pay for a sword of this caliber."

Broken grinned. "That's a pretty amusing excuse, Princess."

Alora giggled at his response and then turned to Sir Mercy, who had been quietly observing. "Sir Mercy, tell me, what would you estimate the price of this sword to be?"

Alora handed the sword to Mercy, who examined it closely, analyzing every detail. After a few moments, he shook his head slightly in disbelief.

"This is the best possible result for the Cragstorm Sword, Your Highness," he said. "If we exclude the cost of materials, the craftsmanship alone would be valued between 2200 and 2400 gold coins."

Alora nodded, then turned to Broken. "2400 gold coins. Is that a fair price?"

Broken paused, swallowing as he processed Mercy's words. He vividly remembered the sale of The Scorchslayer at auction in Hell, fetching an impressive 2700 gold coins-a truly astronomical sum. Of course, that sword was a Legendary-grade item dropped from a raid boss, with far greater rarity than anything crafted.

But here, this sword was crafted from materials all provided by Princess Alora. Even so, the value of 2400 gold coins was beyond anything he had imagined.

"Deal, Princess. I'm very pleased with that price," Broken finally replied, his voice steady.

Alora smiled and extended her hand to him. "A pleasure doing business with you, Baron Broken," she said warmly.

With a flick of her wrist, the sword vanished from sight, stored securely in her dimensional storage.

"Follow me, and the gold coins will be prepared for you shortly," she said, turning gracefully and beckoning him to follow.

They made their way through the lower floor of the workshop, where the attention of every blacksmith was still fixed on them. The blacksmiths were dying to know the outcome of the sword's creation. Since once a sword is used, its grade can no longer be inspected directly, their curiosity remained intense. But whatever the result, they all hoped it would make Princess Alora even stronger.

As they continued on, they reached a quite big chamber. After waiting a few moments, a group of servants entered, carrying several chests filled with gold coins. Broken accepted the payment and stored it in his inventory, watching the total amount in his currency balance

skyrocket.

It was an enormous sum of money!

"You're not going to count it?" Alora asked with a playful smile.

"There's 1 gold coin missing, Princess, but I think I can let it slide. Consider it a discount."

Alora giggled at his remark, enjoying the moment.

After confirming the transaction was complete, Broken was ready to move on to the next

matter at hand.

"So, I suppose it's time for me to check on the progress of the demon egg?" Alora said.

Broken smiled and glanced around to make sure they were alone, aside from the two Knight Grand Crosses standing at attention nearby. Confident that the room was secure, he retrieved the egg from his inventory and placed it carefully on the table in the center of the room.

The moment the egg touched the surface, it began to shake more intensely than usual. Broken frowned slightly, hoping the egg wouldn't demand anything troublesome this time— especially since its progress was only 3% away from completion.