The moment before Akatosh passed the group of adventurers, the man who seems to be their leader felt something from him.

As for Akatosh, he didn't bother them in curiosity instead walks out to the exit like nothing. While the group of adventurers unhoods, Barry notices the guild crest from the young lad, it was a magical crest so to be seen. Barry smiled, the only people that came to his shop with a magical crest were the three people from the guild.

"Welcome, what can I do for you today young lad." Says Barry saying it off like nothing.

A red-haired young man, no it was Roland the hero's legacy. "Hi, I'm Roland."

Barry smile. "I see… The young hero ehh… Well, then what can I do for you today."

"They say your smith here is remarkable." Says Ulgar the paladin of Adra.

"Some say this, some say that."

Then the group of adventurers' scatters looking at the marvelous design, the different varieties of armor and equipment not to mention there too are traveling utilities.

"Well." Says Roland bringing out a broken sword wrapped in fabric. It was Irish's sword that was broken into two parts.

Barry inspects the broken sword. "I see this one magical sword you got here."

"So can you fix this?" Ulgar ask.

"Yeah… I just need magical dust and some steel would do." Barry replies as if talking to some simple adventurers.

"How much is the cost," Roland asked.

"That would be 10 Silver Shar," Barry replies

"So, when can it be fixed?" Roland says taking out his pouch of coin, he then right away give ten pieces of silver Shar.

"You can come back tomorrow."

While Roland and Ulgar were busy conversing with Barry. Lisha who seems to be in keen eyes saw an open chest. It was an elven-steel, a magical one. She was so surprised to see a magical elven-steel just lying at some shop.

It said that even the dwarfs are jealous of the elf's sacred magical elven-steel. What makes the elven-steel special was through its toughness, weightlessness, and not to mention its durability that can last up to thousands of years or so.

Lisha was so surprised, magical elven steel wasn't just a normal ore being extracted in the earth rather it was extracted from the tree of Hackrash the god of nature. It would take eight years for the tree of Hackrash to create 50 magical elven steel. But a sacred one would take twenty years to extract ten elven-steel a powerful quantity.

As Barry begins to store Akatosh's belongings. Lisha suddenly asks Barry about the Elven steel.

"Mister! Can you tell me about that elven steel!" Lisha exclaim.

Even Ulgar and Roland are in shock after hearing Lisha's words.

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Barry could see the elf somehow furious. He'd already known how elf's behavior when it comes to this kind of item. He was once a blacksmith traveler so to say.

"This… well?... If you want to ask it's one of the adventurers that came here recently."

"Who!" Lisha hurriedly said. "Say how much will that cost I will buy it!" Lisha continues.

Barry left out a sigh. "Sorry young lass, but if you want to have these go talk to the one who recently went out."

"You mean that man!" Roland said.

Lisha quickly went out of the shop but Akatosh was far too gone. They didn't even know what he looks like, his face nor even his name.

Ulgar then asks. "Just what did the man request about that thing?"

"I'm sorry but I'm just a Shop keeper, not a barkeeper to be interrogated." Says Barry gathering the blueprint of the Katana, the worn-out armor, and the magical elven steel.

-At the Market-

Akatosh and his companions walk together looking left and right. It was different when he last passed came here, there are more items and equipment displayed.

Few yards away he notices one store selling magical stuff but not just him but also Sheila since she's a mage. Interested in magical stuff so both Sheila and Akatosh walk towards the store lagging Chifya and the others behind.

Sheila was the first one to consult the woman in her mid-forties selling potions and lots of scrolls. Akatosh however, notices a bunch of bag-pouch holding something like sand.

"Miss, do you have a teleportation scroll?" Sheila asks the storekeeper.

"We have a young miss." The shopkeeper says bringing out a bunch of scrolls.

Sheila grabs 4 or 5 scrolls and since Akatosh was more into what's inside of the bag, the lady's been selling he waited for Sheila to finished conferencing with the storekeeper.

"How much is this." Said Sheila.

"That would be 5 silver Shar."

After their brief transaction, Akatosh consulted the lady about what's inside the bag. He can tell they may weigh about a kilo.

"Ah… This young man is what we called glittering dust." She says loosening the tight.

It does glitter in purple and reddish. What's more interesting to Akatosh is, what it holds.

"What does this do." Akatosh was quick to ask.

As Akatosh says his sentence the woman before seems surprised. "You-you never heard of this before?"

Akatosh went silent hoping to give him some vague information. The lady smiled scooping a small amount.

"Well, if you lit it up with fire." As she was saying giving small lit of fire. Suddenly it fizzles lighting up the glittering dust, it was more like a black powder but unstable.

"I, see? It's more like gunpowder." Then suddenly Akatosh's mind cracks. "Wait! wait-wait-wait-wait, gunpowder?" Akatosh grinned without knowing that Sheila and the storekeeper seems to be taken back by his menacing smile.

"How much does one bag cost." Akatosh quickly asks.

"That-that would be 13 silver Shar." Says the lady somewhat surprised.

Taking the glittering dust, Akatosh assumed it weighed more than half a kilo. After paying, he notices that there is some endurance potion, so he again bought more than 15 pieces.

Realizing Akatosh had some pocket in hand the storekeeper began to advertise them some of her trinkets and odds.

After a brief advertisement. Akatosh was only familiar with mana potion that replenishes one’s magical energy upon use. The second was about some antidote that purified any kind of diseased nor toxic running through your body. There are also a lot of scrolls, but it was useless to him, so he asks Sheila if she needed anything.

More on to the antidote Akatosh bought a bunch of them. In the end, Sheila only bought three scrolls that hold things and equipment same as Akatosh's spatial bag. Except it had a limit in the storage room, unlike Akatosh that seems to be infinite storage. As they walk regrouping with the others, he started to ask her about this glittering dust.

"Hey… do you know something about this so-called glittering dust"

Since Sheila knew that Akatosh was a traveler from afar, she began to explain about the glittering dust in brief details.

"It was first created and discovered by Azageis; he was the one who formulated the dust. It was then they recently discovered that it can be used as an explosive. The ingredients and formula on how to create this dust were hidden secretly by the mages there at Maginum. They're the ones who know how to create this glittering dust or explosive dust. But somehow they have been using this as business to some nations and it cost surprisingly expensive."

"Say how do you make this explosive," Akatosh said looking at Sheila hunger in expectation.

She hesitated for a bit. "Well, it needs to be stuffed and compressed in a magical paper to react with the dust making it explosive."

"I see, so it's more complicated than gunpowder," Akatosh says, smiling and unknowingly Sheila begins to look at him scared and curious.