One of the students could no longer hold back her curiosity and she pulled the sword out of the scabbard.
The sword was truly thin. But it was perfect. The blade glowed in slightly blue light. This was evidence that the blade alone was made with more than three blue beast cores in mind.
The hilt of the sword was inlaid with another three blue beast core stones. Evidently, a lot of money was put into making her sword.
Jealousy was clearly registered on Cablen's face and he sort to disprove the value of her sword.
"It's not possible. Your sword cannot have that many blue beast cores. Besides, Your father is just an elder. How is it that he could afford that much money?"
This question actually got the students thinking.
It was true that Nora's father was just an elder. There was no way he was wealthier than the chief of the clan. It was only expected that Cablen's sword should speak of more money than hers.
Some of the students nodded in understanding.
"It must be fake!" Cablen added, "You just used more gems on your sword. What do you think of us? That we are blind and can't see?"
However, before he could accuse her more, She threw the sword at him.
"If you think the beast cores on the sword are faked, then I don't mind you testing your sword on mine."
This took everyone by surprise. This was indeed a good way to settle the problem of which was more priced than the other.
Cablen smiled and took his sword. He asked one of his friends to hold Nora's sword. He was going to use his own sword like a Hammer against her sword.
However, the moment he lifted up his sword in the air, a conversation between Nora and one of their classmates made him pause.
"So, Nora! how many beast cores were used to make your sword?" The student asked.
"It was made with Five hundred yellow beast cores, Two hundred Green beast cores, and ten blue beast cores."
Those words not only made Cablen pause but he also joined the class to gasp this time around.
It was true that Aleen affording that much for a sword alone was just too much. However, Nora was now the sweetheart of the entire clan. Many elders willingly donated Beast cores for her weapon.
All in an attempt to please who everyone was sure was going to become the next Clan Chief.
Cablen ended up making a lame excuse that he did not want to bully her and returned the sword.
The students could not get enough of Nora's sword. They all wanted to check it out. However, Nora's state of mind was not one of excitement for her new weapon.
She worried more for her big brother. The last time she heard news from him was days ago when Emma had brought a message that he was fine and busy with getting a sword.
This was the longest time she had ever been without him. She was naturally very worried for his well-being. Of course, she knew he was tough. But this was a cultivator's world and her big brother was not at all a cultivator.
To top it up, since Emma came to inform that Chiron was safe, Aleen did not seem to care.
The only thing he seemed to care about these days was Nora's cultivation progress, and anytime she would bring up her brother, she would notice he always frowned.
....
Meanwhile, Chiron had just finished Writing the last of the Runes.
*Cough!*
He coughed a few times. By his side was a piece of cloth that was already very wet and red with his blood. He took a new rag and wiped the remaining blood from his mouth.
"Damn it! I really underestimated The Ancient Language of Laws. It's a good thing I'm pretty young. If not, it would not have been easy for me to use my voice box like that. Especially, since I have never actually practiced it. It's all from my memory of the MC." Chiron thought to himself.
It had not been easy, but he had finally done it. It had taken him a total of twelve hours to carve the runes. he had taken several breaks in between, but somehow, he had still managed to carve out Ten Runes on the sword.
Each of them still glowed in shining hot red. The same color metal had when it was just removed from a forge.
Throughout the process, Ganja stayed and watched. His fervor and reverence for Chiron did not let him remove his eyes for even a minute.
What Chiron had just done in his eyes was a miracle, "and he is not yet ten! And he is not yet ten!!" Ganja kept telling himself.
After Chiron was done, Emma brought him some hot soup, which he gladly enjoyed. He had a feeling that talking for some time was going to be painful, but for what he had just done, it was worth it.
Ganja could not hold back anymore and he ran over to check out the Sword.
The Runes were real and in his face. His hands hovered just above them as he enjoyed the beauty they presented.
However, as he looked at the Runes closely, his smile slowly disappeared.
"This Runes..." He muttered lowly, and then he looked at Chiron. "This Sword! It's still missing something. I'm I right?" Ganja asked.
Chiron was drinking the soup he was served, He paused and turned to Ganja, "Oh! I'm impressed. Your Rune skills seem to be better than I gave you credit for. You instantly noticed what was missing."
Ganja nodded slowly and then he turned to his daughter, hot tears slowly came down his eyes.
Emma understood earlier when Her father cried tears of joy when Chiron was carving the Runes. However, she did not understand why he was shedding tears now.
Ganja suddenly took a knee in front of Chiron, "I would like a few words with my daughter before the process."
Chiron nodded in understanding.
Ganja took heavy steps as he approached Emma.
"Emma, I need you to go into my room. Under my bed lies my best wine. I want you to bring it for me."
Emma frowned. She knew the wine her father was talking about, but she also remembered that he said he would never touch it until he arrived at his deathbed. Even the crises with the family did not make him break this vow.
"Why...!?" She muttered slowly.
"Because the last piece that legendary sword needs is the Heart-Blood of the Blacksmith that made it..."
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