Jinhoo glanced around the workshop.
Countless swords of various kinds, chains, and strange pieces of metal hung from every wall.
"There's a lot of weird stuff in here."
"Hm? Ah, those are all failed creations. I was planning to melt them down or sell them."
Renald replied while carefully examining the shape of Jinhoo's black mask in his hands.
Jinhoo slowly walked around, observing the items displayed on the walls.
His eyes eventually landed on a bundle of neatly coiled white thread.
"Thread? What do you even need something like this for? It's not like you're sewing swords or weapons."
"Of course not, idiot. Those are someone's old weapons. They don't need them anymore, so they left them here."
Jinhoo slowly reached out and touched the thread.
"Hmm... Did that person actually use these threads as weapons?"
