[Miju]
Type: Dagger
Level: Good (Green)
Effect:
1. Strong Tenacity;
2. Slightly increases the ntal resistance of the bearer when held.
Introduction:
A wooden dagger made from the broken branch of the thoroughly dead "Miracle" orange tree. The special power from the Exotic Realm has caused a mysterious transformation.
It was not made for slaughter but rather as a nto crafted by the holder to comfort the past and remind oneself. Perhaps the true intention of its not-so-sharp blade is to cut through sothing beyond flesh.
Note:
"The place closest to the goddess seems to be also the furthest from her."
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The wooden dagger made mainly from the dead branch of the orange tree is currently presenting a bizarre and splendid contradictory posture.
The overall structure of the dagger retains its original rough form, with no ticulous polishing, preserving its intent as a nto rather than a weapon.
The main body, including the hilt and the core inside the blade, is still made from the dead branch of the "Miracle" orange tree from the Priest’s childhood mories. The wood is coarse and unrefined, with a deep brown color and intricate natural grain.
When held, one can clearly feel the warm, lightweight texture unique to old wood.
But from the tip of the blade extending upward to the hilt, covering the entire edge, is the pink gemstone, known for its exaggerated physical defense properties, that Xia Nan is very familiar with.
The translucent pink crystals cling tightly to the wooden dagger, forming a perfectly smooth, flowing, and sharp beautiful edge.
Upon closer inspection, one can see an irregular twisted boundary line through the junction of crystal and wood, like a coastline eroded by tides. The pink gemstone is slowly and irresistibly transforming everything it touches, yet it halts abruptly in the middle, stopping suddenly.
With a gentle twist of the wrist, the glass-like clear pink edge reflects the moonlight, casting a hue of intertwined silver and pink in Xia Nan’s dark eyes.
Although it’s an enchanted piece of equipnt, clearly, the attributes of this dagger are not sufficient for Xia Nan to use as his main weapon, and its type doesn’t match his combat style.
The additional effects are limited to the rare "Strong Tenacity" and an increase in ntal resistance when held, which is better than nothing.
Xia Nan even thought that the [Miju] short dagger’s quality reaching "Good (Green)" on the attribute panel was entirely due to its "Strong Tenacity".
In so respects, it’s just an ordinary little knife with average sharpness but exceptional strength.
Fortunately, the pink gemstone that covers the blade edge has lost its charming effect, so there’s no worry about it affecting one’s mind when carried.
Xia Nan trusts his judgnt and the information shown on the attribute panel.
If there really were any side effects from holding it, his only Golden Finger would definitely display it.
Coincidentally, his carried knife used to cut biological materials had beco dull, and due to the gemstone incident in town, he hadn’t managed to repair it at the Blacksmith Shop.
As it stands, using [Miju] as a replacent is just tily.
With the content of "Strong Tenacity", it’s certainly more durable than those ordinary daggers.
Interestingly enough, only Xia Nan would use such a truly enchanted piece of equipnt as a regular skinning knife for processing materials.
"If I ever run short of money in the future... it’s not impossible to sell it."
As Xia Nan contemplated inwardly, his gaze drifted from the blade toward the body of the Priest on the ground ahead.
Unconsciously, he recalled the dream experience of Mo’en.
Born to a family of fruit farrs, his hotown suffered from wilt disease, earnestly prayed for the Seven-day Goddess to appear, miraculously saving his family’s orchard, thus embarking on the path of serving the divine;
He thought he was a chosen one of the Divine, but ended up languishing in a corner of the Church for decades, witnessing the corruption and hypocrisy of the higher-ups, even his family beca a monopoly of the local industry, and the forr Divine Tree no longer bore fruit;
Disheartened, he retreated to a remote town, expecting to spend the rest of his life there, until a pink gemstone descended to the world.
The dagger nad [Miju] in his hand is also the epito of this old Priest’s life:
One end is the source of faith, a past that has withered yet not forgotten;
The other end is the "new divine gift" that arose from the cracks in faith, carrying deadly beauty and power.
The collision and fusion of the two, trying to forcibly amalgamate amidst fragility and danger, yet abruptly halted midway, leaving everything stagnated.
"Swish!"
With a forceful swing of the arm, accompanied by a sharp sound slicing through the air, the pink and brown interlaced dagger left a fleeting phantom in the air.
Fingers bent, knuckles tapping lightly on the surface of the short dagger, feeling its exceptionally firm blade enhanced by pink crystals.
With a satisfied nod, Xia Nan sheathed the dagger back into its leather scabbard and tied it to his waist.
Ahead, in the direction of the church entrance door, faint sounds of painful breathing could be heard.
Lying on the ground, the two mbers of the Black Wood Squad, who had fallen unconscious, finally awoke now that the battle had ended.
The first to regain consciousness was the squad leader, Margaret.
The always calm and decisive female knight with healthy, tanned skin and a valiant spirit now appeared as if she had just awakened from sleep, struggling imnsely to sit up with her arm’s support.
Her eyes were unfocused and bemused, with no focal point.
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