My weapon is finished.
When I heard the news from Master Farga, Amako and I first went to get Nair with Mr. Alk, who was resting in his room. Mr. Alk was awake for me, but Nair never came out knocking on the door of the room.
I wondered, turning the door knob wasn't locked, so when I came in, she was throwing her limbs out in bed and bursting asleep.
I've seen it in Samaritan, and I was stunned by her, and I decided it was hard to wake her up in this state, futon her, and then leave the room behind.
In the end, the three of us, me, Amako and Mr. Alk, were to come to the hall with the throne again.
There was only one Lady Norn waiting on the throne. Where's Mr. Leona? Questioning, she seems to have gone to Master Farga first.
As soon as we arrive in the hall, we head underground.
Standing on the central floor of the hall, he descends into the basement like an elevator, just like the first. Arriving underground in about a few minutes, I saw Master Farga's large body and Mr. Leona standing in front of him.
Was he talking about something?
A glimpse of us coming down to the basement, Master Farga spoke to Mr. Leona, who was slightly upset when he exhaled a deep sigh like him.
"Leona. Don't forget what we're talking about. If that's what you want. But understand that it's a means to spit."
"... Yes"
Is the story over there, she bowed silently and looked back at this one, she also seemed a little forced.
You thought the same thing I did, and I spoke to Mr. Leona with a look that Norn seemed worried about.
"Leona, what were you talking to Master Farga about?"
"We're talking about our next battle with Caron. Earlier, I said something unworthy and I was being scolded. Don't worry, it won't affect what we're going to talk about."
"... yes"
About the battle with Mr. Caron, huh?
I know you're not lying, but don't catch something.
Norn doesn't seem to be sure where...
"I've been waiting for you, Usato"
"Thank you for waiting. So I heard that my weaponry is complete..."
"It's not exactly complete, one step ahead of it. It's up to you to finish it."
What, me?
Are you sure you're going to need something technical?
Master Farga continues to spin words at me, pointing and surprised at myself.
"Don't worry, it's not that hard for you to do it. What matters is a clear will. Whatever power you seek and how you treat it, use that thought as a nucleus and the weapon will take shape"
From Farga-like's mouth, a silver sphere pops out and floats around him.
Perhaps that was the brave knife I gave you.
When the sphere stopped in front of Master Farga, it came before me fluffy. Having taken it with my right palm, I learned a strange feeling in an indefinite sphere of shape.
"I wonder what form my weapons will take... what do you think Amako is?"
"Sticks, Hammers, Morningstars, Iron Balls"
"Can you tell me why it's a blunt weapon? Hey?"
I knew exactly what Amako had in mind for me.
Sure, I think myself that the blunt weapon relationship gets tight, but no way am I as barbaric as I imagine it.
"Ha ha, Lord Usato seems to fit with the shield"
"Don't even think about using his handsome feet as a weapon... Hmmm, Usat has so many possible weapons candidates that I can't predict what it will be like..."
Meanwhile, Mr. Leona and Mr. Alc are seriously anticipating my weapons.
In fact, I don't really know what kind of weapon I want. I have an image, but I can't tell if that's the right weapon for me.
"Dear Farga, after this..."
"Just remember. Tell me how you are and how you've been. That way, my fragments will turn into the shape that best suits you."
"Mine, the road..."
I meditate on my eyes, feeling the presence of a sphere above my palms.
My previous path, its beginnings, began on the day I was caught in the recall of Senior Kazuki and Kazuki's brave men.
The day I came to this world, I joined the lifeguard.
Rose trained me to run through the battlefield for the people fighting for the kingdom of Ringle. Underlying me as a lifeguard, I wanted to help someone who was hurt, no one to grieve over someone's death, Rose wanted to be recognized... and I wanted to help Kazuki with my senior dog.
In Lukvis, I met Nack.
I showed him the way to the lifeguard, who was suffering from Meena's abuse. That was the same way I taught Rose what to do in this world.
Evil Dragon fought on his journey to Samariar.
This revival of the evil dragon, which also caused one incident, was temporarily about to become a major event in which many lives would be endangered. At the end of the day, Amako, Mr. Alk and Burlin combined forces to defeat Evil Dragon and solve it without taking anyone's life.
And the curse of Samaritan.
Samarial princess, struggled to destroy the curse that was eroding Eva's body. Everything was solved by the magician, who had been fascinated by the presence of the brave, but at the end of the day freed the souls of the Samarian people and royalty, who had been imprisoned by the curse, and reclaimed Eva's taken flesh.
I think it was a long and short journey.
I was also seriously injured, and when my spirit was about to break, it was a life in a different world full of waves that I couldn't normally think of, but I didn't think it was strange and painful.
Anyway, I met a lot of people in this world.
Even if it just comes to mind, my relationship with countless people is a testament to the fact that my journey so far has not been in vain.
So I want to take care of that edge.
I don't want the power to hurt someone or defeat them.
I want the power to protect you. As long as I can reach it, it's such a force that any threat can be removed.
"... the shape of the sphere of Usat's hand is changing..."
I close my eyes to Amako's voice. [M]
Seeing, the sphere above my palm flowed and glowed to cover the tip from my elbow. It's a sight that would surprise me if I were normal, but I was strangely calm.
It took about ten seconds for the light, which covered the tip from the elbow without a gap, to emit rainbow light, to mist into the universe as it began to fly. All I had left in my arm was a silver cage hand.
There were no flashy decorations other than Falga-like scales, almost no gaps, but it didn't feel difficult to move at all.
"This is my..."
It's more like armor than weapons, but this shape was as expected in a way.
I'll try to turn it around my wrist, but it's still easier to move than it looks.
"... after all, you were different from that young man"
"Dear Farga?"
"Which one, show me that arm"
"Yes, sir"
Show the caged hand of your right arm to Master Farga, who has turned his emotional gaze somewhere.
Something like magic literature floated in his eyes, illuminating his caged hands brightly.
Staring at the cage hand for a few seconds or so, Farga-like's expression was slightly distorted. Was there a problem? and anxious, Master Farga, who erased the magic of his eyes, opened his mouth and laughed out.
"F, haha, hahahaha!!"
!?
"Lie!? Master Farga laughed!?"
To Master Farga, who laughs so loudly that he sounds underground, we are, of course, stunned even by Mr. Leona and Mr. Norn, who know him.
Once again, Falga, who finally pressed his laughter, looks down on us and speaks delightfully.
"I'm sorry. It was too unexpected for me. It's been a really long time since I opened my mouth and laughed. At the earliest, I just thought I'd be dead and not laughing, but no, I don't know what's gonna happen."
"Oh, you know, something's wrong...?"
I don't know what to do, I made the dragon laugh.
Evil Dragon was laughing raggedly nasty, but I didn't think it would just surprise Master Farga or make him laugh.
Isn't this a pretty bad thing?
Lady Farga pointed at my cage in a slightly more upbeat mood at me.
"The caged hand you have made us create boasts an unmatched steadfastness that will not let anything pass. Even high fever, cold air and sorcery cannot pass through this cage. Simply put, a cage hand that is just very stiff. That's all."
"That was so easy to say!?"
"Normally, it is a weapon that is branded as defective. Naturally, too. There are too few uses for cages and hands that are just hard. But if you're the one who handles it, it's a different story. Leona, would you know if you fought Usato?"
Mr. Leona nods mysteriously to Master Farga's voice.
"Exactly, this is a cage for you. If you perceive a threat with exceptional motion vision and reflection, and you are capable of returning it to a powerful force, you will be able to handle it more than fully."
... I feel like I'm finally figuring out how to fight.
This cageman is not used to attack, but a shield that plays the opponent's attack.
To say that you will not pass through all things can grasp even Mr. Caron's cold air wrapping axe blade.
Above all, I'd like to be able to incorporate it into these few days of training without any problems.
"Does that mean that this ability is an invincible cage hand that doesn't pass through all things?"
"That's not all, of course. Try magic in the cage."
"? Yes....!?"
I put healing magic magic magic in my cage hand as Lady Farga said and immediately understood the difference.
The magic operation is smoother than before!?
If you try to make a healing magic bullet, you can make it in less than a second, and you can put a fair amount of healing magic in your palm.
If we devise magic manipulations, can we do things?
You think it's a healing magic bursting clap for emergency evasion or a healing magic riot for mass warfare?
"Did I tell you? He said it was a cage for you."
"But isn't it plain... this?"
"Aren't you dissatisfied?"
Sure, I do.
You're just a stiff cage hand who can help you manipulate magic.
Sounds like I'm the only one who can handle healing magic.
"Until now, everything that gave us fragments of our flesh has created powerful weapons. Young creation is a pair of swords that seal and liberate all things. What the runaway caron had in his hands and changed to shape was an axe that froze all things. Yet you have created a cage hand that is only stiff and not even aggressive at all. You can't help laughing at this."
"Uh..."
"I'm not denigrating you. Instead, I even want to send praise for your presence. You created a weapon to protect, not to hurt, in front of Karon, who became a dragon, and you certainly had the credentials to have my weapon."
I don't have that much of a praiseworthy idea......
Sometimes I just didn't have an image of myself having strong powers...
"Well, my possession of a big weapon is only a treasure rot, and maybe... I hesitate to use it. Then you'd better beat him up like me..."
"Yeah. Sure, that sounds more like Usat"
Shit, I dug a grave.
When I tried to claim that I wasn't doing so much praise, Amako stuck me in the gap.
Besides, beside me, she looks at me and tilts her neck wonderfully.
"I'll leave my shards to you. It belongs to the brave, but it belongs to you now."
"Yes."
"Take my shards on your upcoming journey. It's a pleasure to keep an eye on the fate of a man I've recognized."
Once I saw my own cage hand, I nodded clearly to Master Farga.
When Master Farga meditates with satisfaction, he opens his mouth to us in a quiet voice.
"Then we're done talking. You need to rest today."
Dear Farga, I ended the story by cutting that word off.
We also move back from the basement to the ground, as he said... but I look at the cage hand on my right arm and it hardens for a while.
For a few seconds, Amako tilts her neck at me when she sees the cage hand and shuts up.
"Usato, what's wrong?"
"Sorry, I'll be back for a second"
"Huh!?"
On a small run, we return to Master Farga, who tries to return to the fountain.
Amako and the others, worried about my condition from behind, are coming after me, but regardless, I turn around and show Falga the cage hand on my right arm.
"Um... sorry. How do you take this off? I don't normally feel like coming off..."
"What can I say, but you are not tight..."
"Usato, that's not..."
When I saw the caged hand, which was almost integrated with my arm, I was anxious to see what I would do if I stayed like this forever, and Master Farga and Amako in the back turned a frightened gaze at me.