[100 copper coin =1 silver coin

1000 silver coin =1 gold coin

A single bottle of water cost 5 copper coin.]

The sun was beaming hot. It could burn a whole mountain as if now. Gladly there were no mountains here. I am not exaggerating.

Valhalla is a kingdom surrounded by the seas. Its capital lied in a port.

I miss my cool forest. And my expression didn't fail to carry my feelings.

How do I know that? Solis is looking at me with a disappointed look. She still held a poker face but her eyes spoke another word.

As I continued to walk, I felt a push behind my back. Maybe the sun wasn't the reason for the heat. It was the crowd.

Yes the crowd of people that crawled like ants. The scent of sweat and salty sea lingered in the air.

But that wasn't all that hid in their smell. The smell of magic dominated the air. Yet still Solis didn't possessed any.

It was lively, busting with chatter and magic vehicles.

I felt another push, a powerful push. My body tried to balance the sudden force.

Stumbling I crashed into Solis back. Her long blue hair stinged my skin. Yes blue.

In order to hide our identity, we had dyed our hair.

Thanks to Solis unimaginable knowledge about plants, her hair transformed into blue colour while mine completely black.

“How good could Spell’s blizzard be?” I mumbled under my breath.

“Members of mage tower participated once.” Solis replied.

“Must be fierce.” I commented.

“You don't look that shocked.” Well I can easily out power them. They haven't lived as long as me.

But I didn't tell that.

“The competition is not a fighting competition. It is appearance competition.” Solis easily navigated through the crowd.

“Ah. Did they lose?” I question.

“They did.” Magical towers mage are all about efficiency.

Once they even developed a wand less magic. Wand, oh,” I need to buy a wand.”

“A wand? What about your dragon wand.” We had reached a quiet alley. Children had been playing there.

Solis had stopped. Her body had relaxed. The air had soften.

“Well it's a dragon wand which is only carried by a dragon.”

The different races in this world had different symbol for their weapon.

A human for example had a inclusion of a crown in their weapon and for a dragon, a dragon.

This made it easier to distinguish the races of a being. Especially since most liked to hide their special features. Talk about humans influence.

“You are right.” Solis looked like she had a ah moment.

“Do you know any blacksmith?”

“I do. Actually it is near from here.” Solis looked around. Her pupils shifting between various signs.

Rosemary. That's what the sign said. It was written in a cursive font with white ink, contrast to the black background.

Solis opened the brown wood door. The sound of the bell ringed quietly.

Unlike its name, there were no smell of fresh rosemary rather the smell of hot metal fragmented the air.

A strong taste of metal dominated my mouth.

The burning furnace in another room had added flames to the already hot day. My skin felt like it would dry any moment.

I respect all the blacksmith in the world.

A reception in the center of the room looked cramped between the shelves after selves displaying weapons.

Some weapons had crown, some had leaves, some specifically outlined with black metals but none had a dragon.

“Can we see some wands?” Solis questioned the receptionist.

“For?”

“This man.”

“Sure follow me.”

The wand were cased in selves.

The wand's ranged from gold, purple, silver, maroon, green. The choices were endless.

But one specially grabbed my attention. Bluish silver in colour.

The wand extended from a end into four seperated lines which again met at a narrowed point. It was like the trees bark.

In the middle a purple crown symbol had been placed. It was stunning.

The receptionist saw my gaze fixed on the ward.

“You have an excellent eye .” The receptionist voiced. “This wand is made of a white wood.”

“White wood…….. the one that only grows in elven kingdoms?” I question.

A single piece of white wood was as rare as a painite.

“You are a knowledgeable fellow.” The receptionist let out a soft laugh, fitting of her appearance.

“I want to confirm it.”

The receptionist narrowed her eyes. Her smile didn't fade. “Sure.”

She took out the wand.

As I touched it, it had a hint of nature magic. A true gem.

“What is its price?”

“2500 gold coins.”

“1000” I state my price. My eyes still fixed on the wand.

“You can't be serious. It might be fake.” Solis finally decided to talk.

“2200” the receptionist reasoned.

“The wands magic has greatly reduced you know. “1200.”

“Sir, even with reduced magic, it is matter of great value. 2000 at best.”

“Come on now, we both know it's value. 1500.”

“Sir try to understand our situation. We need to run the business too.” The receptionist still held her smile.

She was a experienced negotiator.

“Well then I should leave. After a year it's value is surely to decrease.” I place the wand on the desk.

“Someone will surely buy it.”The receptionist still held her resolve.” I raised my eyebrows.

“Are you sure. For a normal person, it will be of same value as a fake.”

“1800.” The receptionist stated.

“We have a deal.” I was quite happy.

“I will pack it for you.” The receptionist said.

I grabbed the money from the pouch.

“Are you foreigners?” The receptionist questioned.

“Ah yes.” Solis had answer her. “We are here for Spell's blizzard.”

The receptionist eyes widen. “Spell’s blizzard?”

She paused for a moment before continuing, “Have you not gone to register yet?”

Solis and I nod our heads.

“That explains it.” The receptionist had finished packing the wand. She haded me the wand.

“Well how do I put it?” She rubbed the back of her head. “It……Spell’s blizzard has been cancelled this year.”

Solis and I didn't believe our ears.

“Cancelled.” Solis sated.

The receptionist nodded her head.