Novel & Cerita Nobles Equipment

Zane looks at the gear and walks forward to the counter and asks, "what's this? Can you explain it to me? I'm a new shopper." "This is the finest craft I have. Magic infused armor that uses your mana to provide a physical defense. And this sword is 'Mronie'. Crafted from the finest metal anyone can find, which is 'Prijon', it's infused with magic as well to make it lighter," the shopkeeper explained thoroughly and politely. "Does he even have any Gold or silver to pay for all that?" Clarissa asked Lucia. "I'm not sure as well," Lucia bluntly said. "If he doesn't have any, looks like we'll have to pay for it ourselves," Lucia added.

The nobles were seated in curved rows along the walls, like an ocean of judgmental faces. Alessia recognized some by description. Men in rich crimson, their cloaks lined in fur and iron stitching—Ignis nobles. They held themselves like sparks waiting to ignite. Women in pale blues and whites—Aqua scholars, their eyes sharp and calculating. Terra warriors wearing heavy earth-toned armor. Eurus diplomats in flowing silver. Lux priests with golden patterns painted across their foreheads. And at the highest row, shrouded in darker garments —Caligo observers that have sharp eyes, quiet and watchful.

But holding that lazy measure of confidence. Nugen’s tan-colored eyes lifted in time to catch them stepping out—Nochten guards in polished gear that looked worn by display more than duty. Their armor was immaculate in the way of men who didn’t earn their scuffs. Their hands hovered near their swords, not from readiness but from habit—an ornamental threat they liked having on show. One of them smirked when he saw Nugen.

“RIGHT. THANK YOU FOR THE MATH THAT IS MAKING MY HEAD BLEED.” Elena didn’t even blink. She was scrolling through specs. “Relax,” she murmured. “It’s just equipment.” “EQUIPMENT?” Jace sputtered. “You didn’t buy equipment. You bought Narnia. You bought a moon base. You bought...” “A gaming rig.” She tapped the screen once, satisfied. “And a thermal matrix. And a quantum decryptor. And six curved monitors. And a privacy field generator.” Jace stared at her.

For the bow naman, it's a bracelet, same activation, and lastly, the quiver with bows, ay isang hikaw. The necklace for the sword was stunning, it was a gold chain tapos ang pendant ay black crystal. Sa bracelet ay may pendant na pa-bow, all black siya. Ang earrings naman ay simple lang, black na bilog tapos may naka-sabit na pendant na black rose, bali may 6 sets of earrings ako, total ng 12 quivers with bows. Anyways, I carefully attached the gold chains in front of my attire and my nameplate. Formal knight attire raw ang kailangan naming suotin ngayon for the exam.

They saw hacking devices, highly optimized rifles, pistols, combat armor, and many more goodies. “Oh my God man, I think this is heaven,” Kalen blurted out excitedly, as he bumped his dumbstruck friend on the head.

As the nobles gazed at me, I could sense their thoughts. It was clear to me in an instant. "These scoundrels were actually considering robbing me, weren't they?" I was utterly astonished. And my hunch was spot on. The vassal nobles cast fiery glances at the composed noble, their eyes betraying a secret agenda. "If we relieved this noble of their possessions, we'd be set for life." The vassal nobles were drawn to everything Baron Riel and his knight possessed, from the gleaming armour to the precious salt. Each item seemed to beckon them to claim it as their own.

"What do you want." He held up the metal bundles. "Nero's orders. Both of you wear these tonight. No arguments." He dropped his eyes to the gown Isolde was holding. "As beautiful as that would be — and it would be genuinely beautiful — tonight is not the night." He held out the armor. "Warriors only." We looked at the armor. Then at each other. It was metal. Heavy. The kind meant for wolves twice our size. Chest plates. Arm guards. Something that was either a helmet or a very aggressive hat.

"Do you know how rare that metal is? It's what the weapons of the most powerful void creatures that make it into the Tether are made out of. Nobles don't use Lagorin, and no one in the mortal world knows how to forge it, so how did that switchblade end up in there?" I pull a face, but Mosley seems to be catching onto whatever I'm missing because he abruptly looks even paler than usual. "You think that switchblade is Bethany's?" "Who cares if it is?" I snap. "Look, maybe one of the anti-Noble cultists who raised her picked up the switchblade at the Tether or something. It doesn't matter."

I just shook my head and listened to the lady’s introduction of the second weapon. "Meat Cleaver, na may napakagandang mekanikal na istraktura. Maaari itong mabago, na ginagawang madali itong dalhin. Ito ay isang sandata sa pakikipaglaban, na ginawa ng isang natatanging craftsman. Ito ay bihirang makita, at nagkakahalaga ng 25 Nars." There sure is a huge difference in pricing between weapons with divine blessings and those without.