Other Shore, dwarves’ village.
“Since scythes were synonymous to evil as its weapon because it is used to cut down things, and also can be used to cut down people, thus this scythe should bear ill will.” The old dwarf spoke. “Even if you own it, yet no one has seen it before, and with that fairy’s reaction, then it must entirely be… something else.” He explained and changed his words at the last second since he doesn’t want to say too many bad things.
Leui solemnly nodded. “I understand.” He spoke and closed his backpack to keep the scythe out of their sight.
“Since this scythe has been made after the Great War, and we can confirm that it was Leui… ehem, Loheiruchel who owns it, then something must have happened after the Great War.” Gie spoke.
Leui looked at him.
“You have a poi
