Rhode shot Durol a glare. "Once this Holy Sword is finished, upgrade everyone's equipment in our party, and I'll pretend I never knew about this."
The old Dwarf's expression immediately turned miserable.
Upgrading the equipment of everyone in their party would cost no small sum. Just reforging the battle axe and armor of that beardless Dwarf would take quite a bit of effort.
Not to mention everyone else.
The only thing that made the old Dwarf feel a little better was that upgrading the equipment of a mage like Rhode was not difficult. He only needed to make a few magical items.
"Mr. Rhode, isn't that a bit too—"
"I'll give you another Dragon Scale!"
They had picked up seven or eight intact ones on the battlefield back then. Unfortunately, it was still far from enough to make a shield or suit of armor, so it was perfect as payment now.
It was killing two birds with one stone.
It was just a pity that the situation had been so urgent at the time. Both he and Serie had been focused on killing that Dragon, so they had cast their spells for maximum power.
If he had known, he should have used more piercing spells and aimed for its head. Then they would not have blown the Dragon's body to pieces.
When the old Dwarf heard that Rhode was willing to add to the payment, he immediately shut his mouth.
After weighing the pros and cons, he gritted his teeth and agreed.
As the two spoke, Serie appeared soundlessly at the workshop entrance. "What are you doing?"
Only when Rhode saw the sunset scattered across Serie's shoulders outside the workshop did he realize that he had apparently spent the entire day here without noticing.
Activating the Mana Crystal had simply