The dragon-slaying battle had ended without slaying a dragon. That was a regret for Liszt, but with the strength of a juvenile Dragon Knight and a newly promoted Magician, he had killed one Dragon Knight and routed two dragons.
It was already a glorious victory.
"Doesn't Brother lack a dragon lance? A Ke will go salvage that Dragon Knight's silver dragon lance." Having flown back to the battlefield where the magical baptism had taken place, A Ke suddenly said.
Liszt nodded. "Salvage Carlo's body while you're at it."
"Mm."
This stretch of sea was not deep, only around two to three hundred meters. To the sea sprite A Ke, such a depth was no different from strolling through her own backyard. In the blink of an eye, a five-meter-long silver dragon lance and a corpse that had yet to stiffen were salvaged and handed over to Liszt.
He had Rio seize Carlo's corpse while he himself gripped the dragon lance.
It was five meters long and as thick as a wrist. The silver shaft seemed to have been forged from a blend of orichalcum and mithril, covered in intricate patterns and inlaid with many Magic Beast materials. On closer inspection, the patterns and Magic Beast materials interwove with one another, vaguely forming four Wind Speech.
"Thunder's Wrath."
"A fine name. I like its domineering air." Liszt stroked the shaft with a satisfied expression, then shifted his gaze to the spearhead.
The spearhead was likely forged from a mixture of orichalcum and adamantine, gleaming with cold light, yet its very tip was bone.
"It looks like a dragon's tooth was ground down, then coated with mithril, orichalcum, and adamantine. Does that make Thunder's Wrath a Dragon Tooth Weapon?"
A Dragon Tooth Weapon was a grade above even a Great Elf Weapon.