Ichi adjusted the orc sword on his shoulder. He looked down at the dull golden blade and sniffed. The smell reminded him of the fish market he used to pass in the city. Such a small village like this didn't even have a grocery, so Ichi's mouth watered at the thought. His mind snapped out of good memories. Now wasn't the time.

He shook his head at Satou.

"I don't want it."

Satou grinned at him, folding her arms behind her back.

"Oh? And why is that?" Satou looked at the sword she threw to Ichi's feet. "Scipio's sword is a unique masterpiece. I assure you, as someone with high appraisal ability that its worth exceeds that cracked lump of metal you are shouldering by at least four trillion United States Dollars."

Ichi froze. Four trillion? Four trillion dollars? His eyes drifted to the dull golden blade on the ground. He shook his head, again, that wasn't the point.

"I'm not giving this sword to a slimy bastard like that," Ichi pointed at Scipio. "Even throwing it at his face would be an insult to the sword. It's not even mine. I respect other people's property."

Satou looked to Rikya with a straight face. Rikya met her gaze, then nodded. Rikya turned her head to Ichi.

"Ichi, Satou's trying to make a point to Scipio using that blade. They're going to get married in the future. Satou wants to make sure he grows up well so her future is secure."

"Marriage?" Ichi balked.

Rikya nodded solemnly. Ichi saw Scipio looking at him, waiting. The three other people here were having a discussion that had nothing to do with him, but, Ichi was glad that Scipio didn't seem interested in fighting anymore. So he threw the orc sword into Scipio's face.

Scipio's hand moved to grab the handle. The sword pulsed red and dodged from his hand. Scipio's hands then tentacles chased after the blade's grip as it slipped through his grasp to the ground. Scipio stared at it with a frown on his face. He bent over the blade and put his hand carefully around the grip. As his fingers tightened, the blade squirmed out from under his fingers. Ichi looked on with bemusement. Satou matched his mood.

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Scipio tried a few more times to grab the orc sword on the ground before he opened a blue portal. Out from it stepped a deep one. Scipio slapped the tentacle beast and it went to pick up the sword itself. A tentacle from the deep one snaked out and curled around the hilt of orc sword. As it picked it up, it's violently struck Scipio.

Scipio's blue blood splattered across the ground as he coughed. His hand grabbed the deep ones head. He crushed it.

Breathing hard, Scipio turned to Satou.

"Magic Rejection."

Satou heard Scipio's weak tone and she turned to Rikya.

"Didn't you say Ichi first learned magic only during the last week?"

Rikya nodded and closed her eyes. She saw where Satou was going with this, and she liked it. Satou turned back to Scipio.

"You couldn't resonate with even a single blade from Syon's Armory. A blade that Danzaburo's son was able to wield within a week. The Armory will stay with Rikya. I'll take it as part of my early dowry for our future marriage. And as recompense for the abuse you inflicted tonight."

Scipio shook his head. His brow furrowed as he stared down Satou.

"I'm not leaving without the Armory. Even if it's you, I can't let a Burncastle get their hands on whatever the Tengu Twins managed to collect."

Satou tented her fingers in front of herself pointing at Scipio.

"You could make something much stronger yourself if you listened to me. I'll only tell you the secret if you agree to my terms."

Scipio held up a finger.

"Or, I could take the Armory. You could tell me the secret. And, then, we'll have both in the future. You see, Satou, you're not thinking of the future. Can you really trust the Burncastle girl? No, no. How could you possibly trust her?"

Satou drifted her hand over her golden glove, stroking it.

"The real question is how can I trust someone who blows an entire nations worth of budget on aircraft carriers?"

Scipio held up his hand.

"The U.S loves those aircraft carriers. They have more than the rest of the world combined!"

"Those are toys. Technology can never surpass magic, Scipio. It took humans until the 1950's to get to the moon while people like us have been there since it formed."

Ichi's eyebrow raised at Satou's statement. He looked to Rikya, whose face was staring at Scipio. This didn't look like new information to her from the look on her face.