nyslfriends Chapter 638 140.2 - Concocting
Chapter 638 140.2 - Concocting
Chapter 638 140.2 - Concocting
"Now, the best part. The true edge these blades hold isn't just in their silence or their piercing power. No.....This is where the magic really happens."
With a swift motion of his wrist, Kieran activated the enchantment, causing the blade to emit a soft glow, with a pulsing energy tracing along its edges.
"You can change the type of poison that you want to enchant your weapon."
Kieran's eyes sparkled as he continued, his tone dropping to a hushed but excited whisper, "Here's the true edge. For most weapons that carry poison, you're limited to a single type—paralytic, venomous, maybe corrosive. But this one... this blade doesn't settle for just one." He gave the blade a final, expert twirl, then held it aloft, the edges faintly pulsing with energy.
Astron's eyes sharpened, his interest piqued as he listened.
"With this enchantment, you can change the type of poison the blade holds. Venom, paralysis, decay—you choose," Kieran said, his tone filled with pride. "I developed a unique layering process that lets you switch between poison types on command. You won't need a new blade for every situation. Just activate the enchantment, and the weapon adjusts accordingly."
To demonstrate, Kieran flicked his wrist, and the blade's glow shifted from a deep emerald to a sickly purple, indicating a change in the poison's nature. He moved it once more, and the purple hue turned a faint, smoky gray, each color representing a different toxin within the blade.
"Think of it as flexibility for the user," Kieran explained, glancing at Astron with a knowing look. "I figured someone like you, with the arsenal I've seen you carry, would put this to good use. Adaptability in a single weapon, so you're not tied down by equipment or constantly switching tools. It's all in one place."
Astron couldn't hide the glint of admiration that crossed his expression. The concept was something he'd considered in the past—having weapons tailored to match his strategic adaptability. However, he hadn't had the time, nor the resources, to fully develop it.
"You've exceeded expectations," Astron murmured, taking the blade from Kieran's hand to feel the subtle, pulsing energy coursing through it. The enchantment responded to his touch, and he could sense the ease with which he could shift its attributes—venom for a prolonged fight, paralysis for quick subduing, and even decay for disabling tougher opponents.
Kieran smirked, his voice holding a trace of satisfaction. "I thought that might impress you," he said, crossing his arms. "It wasn't easy to make, but I knew someone like you would see the value."
Astron gave a final nod, respect evident in his gaze. "I see now that, Senior Maya's words regarding you were true."
Maya's lips curled into a playful smile as she glanced at Astron. "Did you not believe me?" she teased, her tone light but her eyes gleaming with mischief.
Astron turned to her, his expression calm but with a glint of honesty in his gaze. "It wasn't that I didn't believe you," he replied. "I just wanted to see it with my own eyes."
"Transportation," Astron said, the word alone carrying a sense of purpose. "I need a vehicle. Something fast, efficient, and compact—ideally something I can carry with me. I want the option to return to where I leave it without being weighed down."
Kieran's eyes widened slightly, and he stroked his chin thoughtfully, clearly fascinated by the challenge. "So, you're talking about something you can summon or assemble on the spot, something that wouldn't interfere with your mobility otherwise?"
"Exactly," Astron replied. "It needs to be reliable, but also unobtrusive."
Kieran nodded slowly, his mind clearly racing with ideas. "That's... quite the request," he admitted, though a spark of excitement was unmistakable in his expression. "But it's doable. I'd have to look into specialized materials for durability and lightness, probably something that can fold or collapse into a smaller form. And a way to remotely summon it... yes, that could work." His gaze sharpened with inspiration, and he flashed a quick grin at Astron. "I like it. Give me some time, and I'll see what I can come up with."
Maya, watching the exchange, felt a surge of excitement at the thought. She could already picture Kieran throwing himself into the project with all his skill and enthusiasm. Astron's confidence in her friend made her feel quietly proud, knowing he trusted both of them enough to share this need.
Kieran watched Astron thoughtfully, the gears in his mind already turning over the possibilities for this new project. There was something about Astron—something he couldn't quite put his finger on. For someone who kept so much hidden behind a calm exterior, Astron seemed unusually sharp, like he could grasp the nuances of a concept even before Kieran fully explained it. It was a rare trait, one that Kieran, a self-proclaimed genius, held in high regard. And the more he observed Astron, the more he felt that this wasn't someone he'd get bored talking shop with.
He cleared his throat, shifting his attention from his thoughts. "All right," he said, a spark of interest glinting in his eyes. "If I'm going to work on this, I'll need a way to contact you directly. I get the feeling I might have some questions—or ideas—that'll pop up as I go."
Astron looked at him, his expression as steady as ever. With a small nod, he produced code from his smartwatch. He handed it over to Kieran, who accepted it with his own smartwatch and then the smartwatch registered the contact.
As Kieran's smartwatch registered Astron's contact, he nodded, satisfaction clear in his expression. "Good. I'll reach out if there are any updates or, well, any sudden flashes of brilliance," he said with a smirk. He tilted his head thoughtfully, adding, "Just a heads up, though—the sum may end up a bit higher than these daggers. Working with specialized materials and adding custom summoning functions isn't exactly a bargain."
Astron opened his mouth to respond, but before he could say a word, Maya stepped in, her tone light but firm. "I'll be the one covering this. No need to worry about the cost," she declared, her smile unwavering as she glanced between the two.
Astron's gaze shifted to her, his voice calm but with a note of insistence. "Senior, I appreciate it, but there's no need for you to—"
Maya shook her head, cutting him off with a warm but unyielding expression. "I'm not taking no for an answer, Astron. This isn't up for debate." Her voice softened, though her resolve didn't waver. "You've done a lot for me. Let me handle this."
Astron sighed quietly, recognizing the look in her eyes and knowing it was pointless to argue. He gave her a slight nod of acceptance, though his gaze lingered as if silently acknowledging her support.
Kieran watched the exchange with a grin, chuckling as he crossed his arms. "Well, then, it looks like we've got everything sorted. I'll get started right away. Should be... interesting," he added with a glint of excitement.
With that, the deal was sealed, and as Astron and Maya left the shop.