A sea elf wanted a sword?
As a warrior who loved sword fighting, he could never tolerate a swordsman going without a longsword!
Upon learning that Selina was skilled with a greatsword, Renato's excitement flared.
People who could wield a greatsword well were rare. Having finally met a fellow sword enthusiast, he immediately pulled Selina out the door, around the street corner, and into a weapons shop beside High Tide.
The shop was much roomier than its storefront suggested. Wooden weapon racks reached the ceiling along three walls, with blades of varying lengths arranged tier by tier. From daggers to halberds, from estocs to two-handed cleavers, the selection was dazzling.
Unlike smithies that churned out standard-issue weapons, most of the weapons in this shop in the Governor's Special District were elegantly shaped and finely crafted, with a distinctly aristocratic air.
The proprietor was a thin, middle-aged man dressed in respectable clothes. When the two entered, his gaze lingered briefly on Renato's black plate armor with its gold detailing and his Black Sword. Then he approached, bowed slightly to the tall nobleman, and said warmly:
"Sir, are you looking for a suitable weapon for your slave?"
"My shop may be small, but quite a few guards and officers in the Governor's Special District buy their equipment from me. Tell me what style you like, and I'll explain it in detail."
Renato turned to glance at Selina. The sea elf was scanning the sword racks with her blue-green eyes, her gaze moving between several greatswords.
"I want a sword that's big enough."
The proprietor followed her gaze to the greatswords on the left wall, then glanced at Renato's expression. Only when the nobleman remained silent did he turn and take a conventional two-handed longsword from the rack.
The longsword had a relatively