“What is this?” Kapa was interested in the purple bead that Hyeonu took out.

‘It doesn’t look like metal.’ 

He couldn’t tell what it was just by looking at it with his eyes.

‘Is it really something I don’t know?’

“Can I touch it once?” Kapa took a step closer to Hyeonu and extended his right hand to Hyeonu.

“Yes, feel free to touch it. Just don’t break it.” Hyeonu placed the purple bead onto Kapa’s hand.

“Thank you,” Kapa said. He examined the purple bead all over and even tapped it with his fingers.

‘What is this?’

No matter what he did, he couldn’t figure out the identity of the purple bead. It wasn’t in Kapa’s knowledge.

‘It is hard, but it isn’t metal. I’ve never heard of a metal with this color.’

“What the hell is this?” Kapa’s voice was full of doubts. He was the only Mithril Hammer of this era. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that he had touched all the metals in the middle world. He had even smelted dragon bones over and over again.

“Great Tribe Chief, it is natural that you don’t know it. It isn’t a metal but a crystal of magic power. It is often referred to as an...