When I look around, I see a woman who has three swords, she is probably a former Adventurer.

“Can I see those swords?” I ask the Merchant and gesture towards the woman.

He nods and then says something to the woman, who holds out a sword.

Name: Tirihi

Age: 22

Sex: Female

Class: Villager

Level: 12

I then look at the sword:

Equipment - Weapon: Flaming Rapier

Weapon-Type: Sword (1-Handed)

Skills: Flame Sword

I wonder if she is an Adventurer?

She has long blonde hair and blue eyes, her looks are strangely Eastern-European.

While she is slightly dusty from living in the country, her skin is a healthy tan, and she is fit--I would definitely welcome spending the night with her, if I am to be honest.

Even the common Villagers of this world are beautiful.

I can feel my hormones raging, shouting at me to ask her to join me tonight--I mean, I’m the hero who saved the village, should I take advantage of that and ask for a ‘reward’?

But we don’t speak the same language…which might cause a problem.

I receive the sword from her and speak, “This looks like a good sword.”

“Is it?” Bikka looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

I hold it out, staring at the sword--after a few seconds, an incantation appears in my head.

“I call upon the flame in my heart, release your power in a torrent on my blade--Flame Sword!”

I recite the incantation--strangely, my words come out in another language…yet I can still understand them.

Flames covered the blade, swaying and dancing.

Tirihi looks shocked--then she looks at me with sparkling eyes.

The Merchant looks purely surprised.

Tirihi says something to the Merchant, who responds. I can’t understand either of them.

I feel strangely mentally tired…so this is what it feels like to use MP; well, it’s likely that it took a fair Magic, and I am only level 5, so it may be a large portion of my entire pool.

Tirihi comes towards me, I give her the Flaming Rapier, which she holds almost reverently; she quickly hands me the next sword.

It is a one-handed Scimitar with two empty Skill Slots.

“Well, it doesn’t have any Skills, but my intuition tells me that it’s still quite a good sword.”

I return the sword, and she hands me the final weapon--which is just a normal Dagger.

“This is just a plain dagger--it isn’t bad, but the value probably won’t be too high. As a memento, you should probably keep it.”

I smile and pass the dagger back to Tihiri.

The Merchant translates my words, and her eyes redden in response as she looks at the dagger, running her fingers along the flat side of it with a heavy sight.

Holding back tears, she holds the dagger and leaves, though she leaves the Flaming Rapier with me. I tried to return it to her, but she wanted me to have it.

“Have you finished inspecting the equipment?”

“Yes.”

“Then please, come to my house--breakfast should be ready.”

“Thank you.”

I think I want to leave this place quickly--but I do need to wait for tomorrow, for the Merchant to transport my new stuff, so I can sell it.