Unaware of Zeon�s seething emotions, Sirone quickly looked at other items.

Now that I look at it, it was a tremendous resource.�Most of the objects lined up along the shelf were of C or B grade, but occasionally A grade was also noticeable.

It was a luxury that even the king of a country could not afford.�It was possible to guess how powerful Uorin, the direct descendant of Theraze, was.

After examining all the eastern ledges, Sirone turned her gaze to the north.�However, the place was bleak and empty, with only one sword on display.

�huh?�Uorin, what is that sword?�

�It�s <Demon Sword Armand>.�It�s Ji-on oppa�s favorite object.�

It is the most precious thing for Jion, who regards even gold as insignificant.�It wasn�t particularly flashy for something like that.

There were no treasures of five colors attached to it, and there was not even a scabbard.�But, strangely enough, there was a feeling that fascinated people.�There seemed to be a subtle design difference that could not be distinguished by the senses of the general public.

However, that evaluation disappeared the moment I saw the jewel embedded in the center of the handle.�The presence was so overwhelming that it was impossible to look away.

As if Armand was calling her, her feet moved spontaneously.�When she came to her senses, he had already reached the north wall.

The moment I slowly reached out my hand and tried to grasp the handle of the sword, Zion shouted.

�That�s mine!�Don�t touch it.�

Even after Sirone backed away in surprise, Ji-on�s distorted expression showed no signs of improving.

<Demon Sword Armand> is a <contract ceremony> object that belongs to the user.�But its presence is so strong that it sometimes reaches out to other users.

The exact <guidelines> for the criteria for selecting users have not yet been revealed, but the fact that they seduced others in the presence of the owner was unpleasant in itself.

Sirone came to his senses and asked Ji-on.

�Oh, I�m sorry.�stop without me knowing�But is this S-class?�

�You know what?�On the subject of not being able to live even in the middle of the day.�Get off my sword quickly.�Where does an illegitimate child flirt with luxury goods of the royal family?�

Sirone frowned and turned around.�No matter how <Demonic Sword Armand> was an S-class object, I didn�t have enough pride to pay attention to it even after hearing this.

Ji-on, who watched the scene, changed his mind.�Wouldn�t that be a good thing?�It would be good to take this opportunity to show the gap between the royal family and mountaineers.

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�good.�If you�re really curious, I�ll introduce you specially.�

�No, I don�t����.�

Before Sirone could finish his words, Zion held out his hand to the sword.

�Come on, Armand.�

A clear sound of metal spread through the room.

The moment Sirone turned to Armand, the sword that rose by itself was sucked into Ji-on�s hand.

Sirone, who twisted her body again following the movement of the sword, hurriedly stopped moving.�Suddenly, a knife was lodged in his throat.�The cold metal vibrates, and a high frequency roars through my ears.

Uorin, whose hobby was interrupted, struggled.

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