Chapter 27

"Your longsword is already worn out, right?" Delmont said, "Why don't you try this one?"

"Try holding it first," the main character, a succubus, said.

"Oh, to what extent do you not trust me, sir?" Delmont asked.

"To the extent of the bottomless abyss," the main character, a succubus, said. As she spoke, Delmont opened the glass cabinet. Then, instinctively, the main character, a succubus, couldn't help but reach out and grasp the hilt of the longsword—immediately, the longsword, under the control of the main character, a succubus, turned into...

...a little girl.

However, it had no life, merely a sculpture of a little girl. It looked like it was made of lava, but it didn't feel hot to the touch.

"Huh? What is this..." Delmont looked even more surprised than the main character, a succubus, "This is usually only supposed to turn into a weapon. What's the principle behind this?!"

"Is this not your weapon?!" the main character, a succubus, shouted, "You're selling it without even understanding its principles? I don't expect you to have morals, but do you have any business ethics? I guess I'll have to kill you."

"No, please wait, in general... this should be the manufacturer's problem. Yes, that's right, try calling the number on this communication crystal—"

"Are you starting to pass the buck to the manufacturer? The problem is, I haven't even bought this thing yet!"

"Yes—no, that's not the issue, the issue is with this thing..."

In the next moment, the little girl statue turned back into a longsword. It was about 1.2 meters long and weighed 3.6 pounds. It felt quite good in hand. The main character, a succubus, swung it casually, easily slicing the glass cabinet that originally held the longsword into two halves.

Although it was a bit brittle, in terms of hardness, glass is quite hard. Generally, to cut glass easily, you need a glass cutter with a diamond edge. This means that the longsword is harder than diamond?

"No, no, no, besides being hard, a weapon also needs to be flexible. This is why materials like diamonds, gemstones, and glass cannot be used to make weapons," the main character, a succubus, thought. Immediately, the longsword in her hand turned into a flexible whip.

"...Alright, flexibility is also perfect," the main character, a succubus, had to admit, then looked at Delmont, waiting for an explanation.

"This is a weapon forged with pure abyssal power. It can freely change shape according to the owner's will," Delmont said, "It is harder than the hardest diamond and as flexible as a liquid. It also has self-repairing capabilities, requiring no additional maintenance. It's a very convenient item... but why did it turn into a little girl statue first?"

"Because I'm desperate. I'm already desperate about those big-breasted, big-bottomed succubus bitches. So my preferences naturally shifted towards little girls. Do you think I would tell you this?" the main character, a succubus, thought with a chuckle.

"Is that so," the main character, a succubus, replied indifferently, while reaching out to grab a part of the whip. Then, she had an identical whip in her hand. One became two.

"Can it split into an infinite number of weapons like this?" the main character, a succubus, asked.

"Um... I don't know," Delmont shook his head.

"You don't know?" the main character, a succubus, asked back.

"Yes, because it's a treasure I obtained by chance. So in reality, I know very little about its functions," Delmont answered.

"You said to call the manufacturer's number just now..."

"That's a professional habit," Delmont answered without any embarrassment.

"Alright," the main character, a succubus, fused the two whips back into one, then turned it into a dagger, preparing to put it in the weapon belt at her waist—before that, the dagger was snatched back by Delmont and thrown into the glass cabinet that had been cut in half.

"..." The main character, a succubus, was very surprised, "Isn't this a gift for me?"

"No," Delmont answered, "It's a business deal."

"Alright, business," the main character, a succubus, asked, "Then, how much money do I need to buy this?"

"Business isn't just about money," Delmont said, "If you really want to use this weapon, you need to exchange it for something else."

"Like your head, how about that?" the main character, a succubus, felt she could get angry.

"To be honest, my head isn't worth that much," Delmont answered with utmost seriousness.

In the end, the main character, a succubus, failed to trick the super-useful weapon from Delmont. Considering that a strong grab would likely not work, the main character, a succubus, had to agree to another deal with Delmont. She would do a few things for Delmont, and upon completion, the weapon would be her reward.

Additionally, this "deal" could be seen as an insurance policy, making the main character, a succubus, feel that "I am still useful to the other party, so they won't betray me." This was to deepen mutual trust. Although the main character, a succubus, admitted that her distrust of Delmont was already as deep as the bottomless abyss.

Thus, after more than an hour, the main character, a succubus, walked out of Delmont's general store again. She had a silver mask and a few bottles of odor-hiding potion that Delmont had tasted and proven to be environmentally friendly and harmless—all paid for.

The main character, a succubus, walked out, put on the mask, and wandered aimlessly. The cool breeze on the street made her feel a bit off.

She felt that she should have gone to the general store to settle accounts, planning to completely ruin that unscrupulous merchant. How did she end up doing business with him in the end?

Thinking about this, the main character, a succubus, instinctively turned her head to look back at Delmont's general store. She saw the Yorgros merchant still standing at the door, who immediately smiled professionally and bowed to her. Then, the door of the general store closed automatically.

"Strange," the main character, a succubus, muttered. Then she continued walking towards the inn where she had previously stayed. Upon arrival, she found that the inn had already resumed normal operations.

Looking at the innkeeper, who smiled professionally at her, the main character, a succubus, smacked her lips, wanting to say, "I've already paid the rent here," but didn't say it.

This time, her identity had changed, so the rent she had paid before was wasted. It was really annoying.

"Cheated that bitch," the main character, a succubus, muttered softly as she climbed the stairs—only to find that the innkeeper had assigned her the same room she had stayed in before. So, the main character, a succubus, lay down on the familiar large bed. From morning until now, she had been fighting all day and was completely exhausted:

"This is what they call the darkest place being the safest. No one would expect that I would come back after a round... But it seems that the last time I used this tactic, it failed... Well, I won't be so unlucky to fail twice in the same way..."

She thought about this, and then fell asleep.

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