"What was that?" Danzel mumbled as he stopped casting spells.

Agares and Shiro also noticed the sudden explosion in the distance and were like Danzel curious and wary of it. Agares in particular moved his hand closer to the hilt of his scythe sword.

Seeing his class losing focus, Velkir mumbled some curses that could be hardly understood. Making his staff appear, the Lich tapped the ground once and made the barrier surrounding them disappear.

"Thats it for today. I got some important business to attend to, so if you got questions save them for tomorrow. Agares, if your child wants to continue the practice, make sure to supervise her so that she doesnt kill herself. As for you Danzel, I dont care. You are free to do what you wish."

The Lich didnt even wait for their response and teleported to who knows where.

Danzel felt regret from seeing his living spell vending machine leaving and not managing to get at least another spell unlocked.

Shiro in comparison reacted like an excited child that just heard the bells of school and escaped the lesson. Although she liked magic by nature, it was still too much for 6 hours of constant training.

Seeing no point in staying here anymore, Danzel made his way back to Skull Claw before turning his head to see the old man named Agares staring daggers at him.

`What the hell is with this guy? Is he still seeking to cut my neck or what. Danzel thought as he hurried his steps to get away from that scary grandpa.

The memories of the sword reaching his neck were still fresh in his mind and he wasnt willing to make another such memory any time sort.

"Skull Claw, stop lazing around already." Danzel said as he jumped on her back while she was still laying on the ground.

Standing up and doing a stretching motion, she and her master moved away from the Liches house.

Danzel wondered as to why Skull Claw stretched herself just now as undead didnt had a need for it, but in the end, he decided to keep silent.

`Skull Claw cant speak anyway...

While Danzel was thinking as to how to spend his remaining day, his ethereal eyes noticed a huge cloaked figure who had the dark elve tied up on his halberd and carried her like some kind of package on a stick.

The dark elve looked unconscious as far as he could tell by this distance and honestly quite beaten up to plumb.

If it wasnt for the fact that the huge figure was missing a whole arm and the blood was flowing like a waterfall from his wound. As Danzel on top of Skull Claw moved closer to the duo, Danzel noticed how a trait of blood was made through the distance.

`What the hell happend... Danzel thought internally.

And it just happens that someone else blurts out his exact thoughts in disbelief.

"What the hell happend!?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Danzel imminently knew who it was.

Running towards them was none other than the dark gray elve with his pair of glowing crimson eyes. The anger in his voice was clearly for others to notice.

After all of them gathered together in a spot, the huge figure said his first words.

"We had a spar, long ears. I and her couldnt control our strength." The huge figure said in his harsh voice.

"Dammit, you two! Lets go to my place. I will begin the treatment there." Azrael said and before he turned to go back to his house, he quickly noticed Danzel who was making his escape from the trio.

"Wait Danzel. If you got nothing important to do, follow me. I got something to show you." Azrael said while turning his back.

Shrugging his shoulder, Danzel followed the trio suit.

It wasnt like he had any other plans other than earning some XP through training and practicing the [Rune of Harvest].

After a few seconds of walking, the trio arrived at Azrael's house.

"You can put her done." Azrael said with a harsh tone.

Nodding his head, the huge figure struck his halberd into the ground and pulled the cloth that had the dark elve tied up, and then gently gave her to the dark gray elve.

"Then I will be leaving." The huge figure said with a hoarse tone as he turned around and left to Danzel's surprise.

Without answering the big guy, Azrael carries his sister inside the house in a princess carry. With a swipe of his hand, all the papers on the table that Danzel considered to be important were thrown to the side with a small wave of blood that came from the dark grays elve arm.

Placing his sister on the same table where important documents were a second ago, Azrael made a red potion appear from thin air.

Opening the small bottle, Azrael manipulated the red content of the potion to float in the air and directly pierce Vanessas veins. By manually spreading the medicine, the bruises started to disappear and the light showing in [Eyes of the Damned] brighten up by a little.

Danzel who was watching by the side though was left confused.

"Ehm, though your sister is beaten up quite badly, she doesnt look in any danger. In fact, shouldnt you use that red liquid on the guy who lost his arm?" Danzel voiced out his confusion, but compared to his thought, what he received was Azrael staring at him like he was the biggest idiot out there.

"Why should I waste something so precise on that guy? It would be a total waste of him. My sister needs it more." Azrael said as checked his sister's condition.

Danzel in turn was left even more confused than before.

`Compared to her bruises, that guy lost a whole damn arm!

He didn't say such thoughts out loud, but Danzel knew that something was either with Azrael or him wrong.

He reminded himself of not provoking the dark gray level using his sister.

"Alright, now let me show you one of my creations." Azrael said as he brought a long cloth out of his storage.

Unwrapping the cloth, Danzel saw a whittled white spear which looked like an exact copy of the whittled crimson spear that Azrael had created in their spar.

"Why are you showing me this?" Danzel said with an inch of suspicion in his tone.

And as he expected, the exact words that he thought that we've would say came out.

"Can you carve me the blood-sucking rune on this?"

"..." A deadly silence appeared on those two.

Even after Danzel expected it, he didn't think that Azrael would ask him so early.

"As I even told you, as long both benefit from the transaction, I don't mind carving some runes."

"Right."

"If you know already, then instead of showing me my work, show me my reward."

For a second Azrael was in a state of trans before remembering being on the material plane.

"Reward you say. Hmm...is there anything in particular that you have in mind?"

Having expected such an answer, Danzel started listing what looked like his charisma gifts.

"First of all, I would like a constant supply both with weapons as I need them to practice my runesmithing with them. Although the weapons could be of low quality, there should at the very least have no damage on them. Other than that...what can you offer me specifically?"

Upon hearing that the dark elve face grimaced.

"The weapons part is doable. I can simply craft some with my alchemy and magic. At worst we can loot the weapons of our enemies and put them in our space storage. But this isn't enough for our deal..."

"I could make various alchemy potions and other handy tools and also enchant some of your item . But since my focus on that profession is quite...unique. I ain't sure if they suit someone like you." Azrael said awkwardly.

Usually, he would never offer so much stuff to anyone but his sister.

Potions and enchantments of someone of the 4th-tier were incredibly valued. Even if the enchantment itself doesn't suit the user, the fact that is a 4th-tier enchantment is enough to fight over.

Alas, Azrael wasn't an idiot.

He knew the worth of runesmiths and that they were capable to put another set of enchantments in the form of runes.

If it weren't for the fact that he saw a rune that was capable of manipulating his own blood, he might even ignore Danzel. But since that wasn't the case, he might as well build connections with Danzel.

And Danzel was very well aware of the exact thoughts that Azrael had in his mind.

After all, he even had himself worked to the bone by a dwarf and a merchant.

If he didn't learn how to recognize such people by now, then he truly wasted his three years here.

'[Rune Vision]'

With the world losing color and all sounds dying out, he moved his gaze towards the whittled white spear.

What he saw was multiple yellow spots every we're around the whittled spear except for the tip which showed a green color.

"Although I ain't that interested in potion...for now, let's make a temporal contract."

"The rewards are as you state and I will carve runes in that spear. When I am done with it and you like it as much as I like the reward, we can continue the contract."

Though at first confused, after explaining how the runed contract works, they went ahead and finished the contract with mana and blood.

Taking the whittled spear in the storage ring, Danzel turned towards Azrael.

"Since its shape, it would be quite awkward I carve so it might take a while to finish the end product.

" it's alright...as long as you don't run with it."

Saying both their goodbyes, Danzel went ahead with a huge grin on his face being the helmet as he found his first target on carving the [Rune of Harvest].