She blinked her golden eyes and turned her head with a slightly dazed look, glancing left and right along the empty corridor.
She confirmed that there was no one else around.
Then she extended a slender finger and pointed at her own nose.
"Me?"
"Who else? Hurry up and get in here!"
Loki came to her senses then, too, no longer bothering to scold Bete.
She ran straight over, grabbed Ais by the wrist, and pulled her through the Red Copper Gate.
"Come on, come on! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
Her face brimming with excitement, Loki pulled Ais into the Workshop.
As the gate rumbled shut again.
The heat inside the Workshop instantly enveloped them both.
Ais frowned slightly, clearly feeling some discomfort in the extremely dry, hot environment.
However.
She still stood obediently before the workbench without voicing any complaints.
Haimo walked around to the other side of the workbench and picked up a dry towel to wipe his hands.
"What do you want upgraded?"
At Haimo's question.
"Her weapon, of course!"
Loki patted Ais on the back without hesitation, even taking the opportunity to grope her slender waist, making Ais dodge away in slight discomfort.
Loki pointed at the scabbard hanging at Ais's waist.
"This is a first-class special armament the Guild spent a fortune commissioning the [Goibniu Familia] to make specifically for her!"
Clang!
A clear ring of steel sounded.
The long, slender silver sword was drawn, its blade gleaming coldly in the furnace's red light.
Haimo's gaze fell on the sword.
There was no need to examine it closely.
With [Divine Appraisal], the sword's details were instantly laid bare before his eyes.
-The Sword of Despair.
A first-class special armament forged by the [Goibniu Familia].
Its price had reached ninety-nine million valis.
The exceedingly rare