[Thanks for the support from our alliance master!]
The firelight reflected Lev's unpredictable face.
He silently watched the skinny man walk away, then picked up a dwarf pipe and took a deep puff.
Bang.
The heavy door closed.
Lev picked up a wine glass and took a gulp, then kicked his bed board open. Under the messy bed board was a locked chest, next to it were a heavy steel sword, a cross silver sword, and a crossbow.
Clang.
Lev picked up the steel sword and drew it out; the blade was still sharp, clearly well-maintained.
This steel sword was different from the ones used by demon hunters Su Ziyu had seen before. Demon hunters from the Bear School wield two-handed heavy swords with one hand, swords that require two hands for others are quite easy for them; hunters of this school are warriors with incredible strength.
The cold light of the blade reflected Lev's face; he silently wiped his weapon with sword oil.
Clunk.
