Max Level Miscellaneous Character

As the game gets older, the number of newbies decreases, and when the proportion of users who can catch the World Boss while eating ramen increases, there are certain things that will appear.

In a situation where the gap has already widened like sky and earth, there will be a new character experience event to attract new users or a jumping character that gives a high level.

At that time, it was very cumbersome to change equipment one by one according to the level. This is because the speed of leveling up was so fast that I had to change the equipment often.

In that case, the growth weapon was very useful. Items that evolve according to the character’s level.

Compared to other items in the same grade, its performance is very low, so it is ignored when you reach a high level, but it is a tool that can save equipment cost when you level up quickly in the early to mid-level.

It was treated as a miscellaneous item in the game, but now that good equipment is not easily available, it was more necessary for Ivan than anything else.

“…What is this?”

Ivan asked without revealing his excitement as much as possible. Honestly, it was because he was suspicious.

‘You’re exchanging this for a rare ring?’

No matter how poor the growth weapon was compared to other equipment of the same grade, it was not at the level to exchange for a rare ring.

Wouldn’t the option to be strong depending on the user be quite coveted by others?

It’s not the speed like in a game carrying a dog or a cow or a legendary or mythical weapon, but it would be a performance that could never be ignored if it became a reality.

I don’t know if he can’t read Ivan’s suspicious eyes, but Yorik shrugged his shoulder.

“Can’t you recognize it? It’s a Norse relic. If you look at the items absorbed around it, it must be the item of a warrior who worshiped the gods of Asgard.”

” I see.”

“Even without flashy features, it’s hard and sharp. It slightly strengthens the user’s muscle strength and gives vitality. To be honest, it’s a waste to exchange for one ring, but I’ve researched everything worth researching. It won’t be bad if a Norse warrior uses it again.”

Ivan looked closely and asked as if he was scooping.

“That’s the only function you have? Is there anything else?

“Right. Why? Is it not enough? I think it’s a perfect item for you.”

“Well, it’s a bit weird because it’s a spear. If it were a sword, I wouldn’t have hesitated.”

He dragged my time by making it sounds like he didn’t want it. To see if he was wrong and what Yorik’s expression would make…

‘I don’t think I was wrong, but does he really not know what kind of weapon is it?’

Maybe that could have been the case by case. Weapons that grow together according to levels. It was by no means ordinary, and it was not common.

Could it be that it was only reacting to him, who was a player and had the status window?

While Ivan was cheering inside, he frowned as if he was worried, Yorick added quickly.

“It’s a relic that’s been around for a long time, but there’s no sign of damage. This is a great enough item!”

Ivan, who had been listening to it for a long time, nodded as if he couldn’t win.

“Well, you’re right. Strong and sharp weapons are enough. Can you get me a magic book? I heard that the tower also sells basic magic books.”

“Basic Magic Book? That’s true, but you have to get a separate gold.”

I can’t give it to you for free!

“I’m forcing myself to sell the ring I don’t want to sell, can’t you give me a discount?”

When Yorik heard that, he looked upset.

“Do you think the blue tower sells fish on the floor of a market? If you want to bargain go there. The value of knowledge cannot be reduced. Instead, I’ll give you another convenience.”

The wizards were usually proud. There was no need to offend them just for a few pennies.

In the first place, the goal was not to really cut the price, but to turn his focus from the growth-type items.

“Well, I see. Then I’ll be satisfied with that.”

“Huh, really? Well thought!”

Ivan packed a spear instead of a ring, and in addition, he was handed dozens of gold coins.

It was not funny to think that all the heavy things in the pocket were gold coins, and that the commission fee earned from the damned hard work in the forest was only one gold coin.

“You solved one request well and it’s a jackpot.”

Furthermore, the most important thing, the growth weapon.

If this reward always followed, Ivan feels like he can blow off the demon’s head over and over again.

“It was a good deal.”

“It was a reasonable deal. We wizards don’t stab at each other in the back of the head like the merchants or mercenaries.”

Ivan burst into laughter as he watched Yorik rambling.

‘The dog’s sound is very acrobatic.’

According to Ivan’s experience, the wizards were no different. Rather, because of his eccentric and proud personality, he often interpreted contracts as they want.

‘After all, that’s the essence of wizards.’

To distort the world’s laws and change them at will, there had to be a self-righteous way of thinking that one’s thoughts were right and a unique mental world different from others.

Not all wizards are eccentric and selfish, but it was natural that they had to change to that trend.

seueug, hwiig!

Ivan swung the spear a few times and quickly put it in the inventory. And Yorik, who was looking at it, smiled satisfactorily.

“The spear is not good, but your posture is not bad. The owner of that weapon will also be satisfied if an Esirsson uses it.”

Then, Emin, who was only watching from the side, hesitated and opened his mouth.

“But you’ve been saying Esirsson, Esirsson. What does Ivan’s last name mean?”

When asked like that, Yorik hardened his face and looked at Emin.

What kind of pathetic question is he asking? What did you learn from your teacher?

Yorik, who had such a look, sighed deeply when he realized that the master of this idiot was him.

“You pathetic punk! The Norsemen don’t have a surname. It’s just saying who’s son they are.”

Svenson is the son of Sven, and Ivanson is the son of Ivan.

So Esirsson, the son of Esir.

“Esir means the Asa gods. And most of the gods in Norse mythology are the Asa gods.”

“Then…”

“Son of the Asa gods, heir to their blood. A great warrior who has a noble lineage and is recognized by the gods. Only such a person dares to call himself Esirsson.”

Yorik looked into Ivan’s eyes and added.

“So to speak, you can say that they are the old royals of the Nord. Unless, of course, he is a scammer.”