Chapter 37: Sam the Tailor II

Jack carried Sam to his room and laid him on his bed and came downstairs. He looked at the Black sword that was placed on the table. He took the sword and caressed each and every part of it carefully feeling the expert craftsman ship and the superior aura coming from the sword. The sword in total is a little less than three-foot-long and the blade itself is a little bit more than two foot. It is a single edges blade which is fine and sharp. He can even feel the aura emanated by the beast blood used to quench it.

Black sword is exquisite that a single look and he wants to wield it and don’t want to put it down. He tried to swing the sword and then he felt the slight resistance. The sword is not heavy. It is around 12 kgs. But for the cultivators it was light like a feather. But the Black meteorite weapon has a special property that the density of the metal increases as it increases in rank further. Now that it is only at rank 2 it is not that heavy.

Time slowly passed and Jack just held the sword and tried to wield it to get comfortable with it and slowly the resistance started fading. After a long time, a few hours away from the noon, Jack heard the foot steps from the stairs and he saw Sam walking down the stairs with his usual calm expression. He came down and took a seat and gestured Jack to take a seat.

Both of them sat there for a few moments maintaining the silence. Sam finally spoke.

"Is it good enough?" Sam asked as he looked at the Sword. Jack also took a loot at it and felt its sharp edge, then he looked at Sam and said.

"It is more than what I could ask for."

"Are you sure, you want to give the rest of the Black Meteorite Sand to me?" Sam asked as he felt that no matter how he looked at it the deal was completely beneficial to him only. After all, making a sword is only around a day of time for him, nothing else. For a day worth of time, he didn’t think that someone is generous enough to present around more than twenty kilograms of level 2 Meteorite sand.

Looking at Sam’s expression, Jack just shook his head with a faint smile and then replied. "I don’t have any use with it. But an Artisan like you can make it real treasure. After all, with me, it would only be a more valuable sand. Anyway, if you think the price is too high, then I can ask something from you. You just have to agree for one request of mine in the future, but don’t worry, the request wouldn’t be disadvantageous to you."

Sam pondered a bit and nodded his head and then he stood up and shook Jack’s hand who also stood up. Then after thinking for a second, he said. "I have something to do, you can stay here for a while if you want." Jack hesitated for a minute and asked.

"Are you going to make something with the Black Meteorite sand?"Where Stories Blossom: N♡vεlB¡n.

Sam just nodded and didn’t say anything else. Jack took a deep breath and said.

"If you don’t mind, can I watch it?" Jack asked with hesitation. He knew his request was rude. After all, an Artisan’s technique is a valuable knowledge and not everyone can just spectate it. Last night, it was still not over the line as sword was made for Jack himself. But today, Sam is working for something of his personal use. So, it is indeed not appropriate for Jack to watch it.

"Can I borrow your sword?" Sam asked.

Jack came out of his daze and then took out the black sword from his storage. Sam held the sword and then passed the cloth to Jack.

"Hold this cloth at these two places." He guided Jack to hold the cloth as he spread his hands. Then a clearly drawn chalk line could be seen. Sam took a step back and held the sword tightly then with a swing a sword keen could be heard in the room and the cloth became two.

Jack almost jumped out of his skin as he saw Sam making his move. After he came to his senses, he couldn’t help look at Sam in admiration at his control over sword. He can cut a solid anvil and can also cut a bolt of cloth without escaping the range.

Soon, sword keening could be continuously heard as Sam and Jack repeated the same actions and a number of various sized cloth pieces could be seen. Sam walked towards the mannequin and then only he remembered something and immediately ran over to the forging room.

After a few minutes and he came back. He has a black needle in his hand. Then he placed the clothes over mannequin and started sewing with the same left-over thread. After the work is done there was a coat on the mannequin. Jack looked at the coat and then looked at the Black coat with the feather patterns on the table. But just as he was about to compare the two, he saw Sam burning the feather coat and, in a few minutes, there are only a pile of black feathers left inside the disappearing golden flames.

Jack was surprised by two things this time. First one, the feathers are real. The second one, Sam couldn’t burn the feathers. He was wondering how Sam could do that. Never in his mind did he think that feathers are of precious material. He just gave all the credit to Sam’s fire control. Of course, he couldn’t be more wrong.

Sam took the feathers and started his embroidery just like he did before. Jack had same feeling as Philip and others as he looked at Sam working with a smile on his handsome face. The smile and devilishly handsome one at that, didn’t even match the cold-blooded demon who could kill that ruthlessly. He just stood there as he looked at him working. By the time Sam was done there was birds chirping that could be heard from outside.

Then only Jack came out of his daze and realized that it was already morning. Sam took the new coat off of the mannequin and wore it.

Jack just looked at him standing majestically as he wore the coat and gave a supreme aura. Sam felt a sense of dejavu as he wore the coat. It was just like how he did it last time at the Lava rock village. He couldn’t help but chuckle as he looked at the coat.

*Grumble* Suddenly a stomach grumbling disrupted the silence and Sam looked at his stomach as he felt an immense hunger, then he looked at Jack who just came out of the daze and said.

"Want to eat something?"