“Okay, sure,” said Alisa.
Tyrone and the others looked uneasy. Alisa reassuringly winked at them.
It seemed that even the man himself was not expecting her to say okay so readily. The man was stumbling over his words and scratching at the scar on his face.
“—I-Is that so? Here, this is the weapon,” said the man, pulling out something from a large bag.
“It’s a Missile Launcher for Mammoth Hunting. It’s an antique, so you’d never find one in some Armor Shop. They’ve stopped production on this type of warhead, actually. It can only shoot once, but the power is outstanding. This thing can take out huge beasts like Mammoths and Dragons in only one hit.”
“But I thought it could only shoot once,” said Tyrone.
“Okay — so then don’t miss, then. That shouldn’t be a problem for you, right? Unless you think you can’t do it,” teased Alisa.
“O-of course I can!” stammered Tyrone.
“So, it’s settled then.” Alisa, smiled sweetly. (Erase the AMBER EYE from your Item list and write in MISSILE LAUNCHER.)
After parting ways with the man, Alisa and her comrades: