Chapter 30
Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell
A massive, rare sword suddenly appeared.
âHeavâHeavenly Swordâ¦
Seanâs legs went weak as he gripped the chair with both hands. His eyes bulged in disbelief.
Carlisleâs body quivered with excitement. He was so excited that he even forgot to retrieve the
equipment.
âDamn. Itâs the Heavenly Sword?â
The internet cafe owner, who had just come up from downstairs, dropped the cigarette from his mouth
onto his chest.
Despite being a heavy spender in the game, he had only heard rumors of the Heavenly Sword and
never witnessed it himself.
The trio breathed heavily. Their eyes widened in awe.
âHurryâHurry up and grab it, then log off!â
The internet cafe owner was the first to react. He spoke with a trembling voice out of excitement.
Carlisle snapped out of his daze and quickly seized the Heavenly Sword. He then used a Town Portal
Scroll and logged off the game.
Carlisleâs excitement couldnât be contained, even after having his second chance at life.
The Heavenly Sword was topâtier equipment, even rarer than the Judgment. The first sighting of a
Heavenly Sword on the entire server dated back to 2002.
Even two years later, the Heavenly Sword remained as scarce as dinosaurs.
âWeâre going to be rich! Carl! Weâre going to be rich!â Sean, who had regained his senses, vigorously
shook Carlisleâs shoulder.
The internet cafe owner gazed at the two students before him coldly.
The current value of the Heavenly Sword was easily over 100 thousand dollars. If he wasnât the owner
of
this internet cafe, he might have resorted to underhanded means to obtain it.
At such a price, it wouldnât be surprising for someone to resort to theft or even violence.
*Sean, Iâm exhausted. Letâs head home first!â Carlisle rose from his seat and shut down the computer.
Sean was wide awake, buzzing with excitement. He nodded eagerly. âAlright! Letâs go!â
The owner of the internet café took out a pack of cigarettes. He offered one cigarette to Sean and
another to Carlisle.
Grinning, he displayed a mouthful of yellow teeth and asked, âBoys, are you planning to sell this
Heavenly Sword?â
Carlisle accepted the cigarette. The internet cafe owner hurriedly took out his lighter to light Carlisleâs
cigarette.
To appear unfazed, Carlisle held the cigarette between his fingers and took a drag.
He had learned to smoke from Sean a year ago. Exhaling a cool plume of smoke, he fixed his gaze on
the Internet cafe owner. âWhatâs your offer?â
The internet cafe owner didnât respond right away. Instead, he lit his own cigarette and took a few
drags.
âThe value of legendary equipment depreciates rapidly. Last year, it fetched 100 thousand. But this
year, itâs probably around 50 to 60 thousand.â
âBullshit.â
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Sean shouted loudly. âDo you really think we donât browse
the forums? Several guilds are offering over 100 thousand for the Heavenly Sword!â
Seanâs outburst startled several teenagers sleeping on the second floor, who woke up abruptly.
âHeavenly Sword?â
âWhereâs the Heavenly Sword?â asked a groggy young man in his twenties with dyed hair.
âWhoâs spreading rumors? Where did this Heavenly Sword come from?â The internet cafe owner
retorted with a laugh, then shot Sean a fierce glare.
This Internet cafe owner had been around the block for a few years. He was covered in tattoos on his
arms and neck.
Just a glance from him was enough to intimidate Sean. Sean took a couple of weak steps toward
Carlisle.
The internet cafe owner turned to Carlisle with a smile. âShall we continue this talk downstairs?â
âSure, letâs go,â Carlisle agreed and followed the internet cafe owner downstairs.
The owner brought the pair into his bedroom. The air conditioning left the room feeling cool. A shiny
machete was laid on the floor in the corner.
Sean was visibly nervous, constantly swallowing saliva.
Carlisle, on the other end, appeared very calm.
This street already had surveillance cameras installed. Carlisle was confident that the internet cafe
owner wouldnât dare do anything rash.
Besides, the internet cafe had over 60 computers, amounting to a value of more than 100 thousand
dollars.
As he observed Carlisleâs calm demeanor, the Internet cafe owner held him in even higher regard.
He pulled out two stools, âHave a seat. Iâll get some drinks for the both of you!â
As the two sat down, the internet cafe owner exited the bedroom. Sean immediately asked nervously,
Carl, do you think this guy will try something?â
Carlisle shook his head. âUnlikely. His internet cafe is worth more than 100 thousand!â
Sean breathed a sigh of relief and asked, âThen how much do you plan to sell it for?â