Count Scribe's Tutor

Could it have been a sudden appearance?

Nercio's eyes glow with awe. However, for a short while, he regained his composure and died. I immediately opened my mouth with a cold smile like an ice cube.

“You took the trouble. I can't believe I'm going to die on my own feet. ”

“You'll see who took the trouble. ”

Ferda also insisted on being cynical.

In the end, the two of them draw their swords without first. A black-and-white longsword that can't even penetrate light. The two of them rushed toward each other without measuring each other's skills.

Whoo-hoo!

A sword that flies across the wind.

For the layman, it was a quick strike like a fleeting moment, but Ferda was slow enough to get a smile on her face. So, as always, I slanted the scaffolding and launched an attack.

But then, there was a mutation.

Whoo-hoo!

Instead of the noise that rises as the sword strikes, you still hear only the slitting of the wind. Later, Ferda had to roll her eyes out.

Nercio's sword flew straight through the scaffolding and into his head.

“ · · · · · ·! ”

Immediately after realizing this, I instinctively twisted myself.

At the same time, Nercio's sword grazes his cheek and passes by. Red blood runs down your chin, along with the tingling pain you feel on your cheeks. Ferda steps back and opens the distance for unexpected damage.

What just happened? ’

The black eyes are fixed on Nersio's sword.

He must have thrown the blade properly. Then the sword should have struck, but I felt no sensation at all.

Then Nersio narrows the streets again.

Ferda fixes the sword when she encounters it.

‘There's nothing I can do. ’

I have to try again.

After being as defensive as possible, I shed his flying sword at an angle. No, I tried to spill it. Nevertheless, Nercio's sword fell on Ferda's head, not as a scepter.

Whoo-hoo!

But this time I did nothing to harm him.

It was thanks to the rapid backward movement of the timing.

Ferda's eyes then flashed sharply.

‘I definitely saw it this time. ’

I was about to run into the master of nothingness.

Nercio's black moments become transparent. It was literal. And as soon as I passed the scaffolding, I regained my original appearance.

Is that a magic sword?

By the time I made that guess.

Suddenly, his scream trembled. Why are they trembling if the sword hasn't struck yet? When I made a curious face, I heard a voice for a long time.

[Huh? A sword.]

The Sword of Arcane's Secret Guard.

It was the voice of Francid Frankdall, aka Francis. Meanwhile, Ferda asked straightaway what came out of Frank's mouth.

“What?"

[The sword he's holding. There's a sword inside.]

Every sword has its own unique ability.

Like Franc's ability to harden swords and absorb magic.

“Then what just happened? ”

[Yes, I think the Swordsman has the ability.]

Franck's answer solves my curiosity.

As you nod quietly, you hear the sound of kicking your tongue.

“Tsk! Running away is quick enough. ”

Ferda appears to have been drugged as she dodged an attack in a row.

The man who created the sword declared his face ferocious.

“But you will die here. You will never be able to take this sword. ”

When I heard that, I smiled without knowing.

That's ridiculous. You're sure that's the only way to win? Ferda twists her mouth and laughs. Then I took his word for it.

“That's funny. Why do you think you have to take the sword? ”

“Excuse me?”

“Let's put it this way, then. ”

The Arcane's Secret Guard was also enchanted.

A glowing orb sword. Ferda, who lowered her scepter down, smiles face to face with him.

“You will die here. You won't see my shooting. ”

I'm afraid that's over.

Nercio's face is gloomy.

“You don't know the fountain! I'll cut your throat! ”

Too well taunted for a sodmaster to be alone in Jerome's kingdom. Ferda stares at Nercio, who is running from his mouth. I was leaving three steps behind.

“Hyde Walker. ”

Ferda's every move is gone.

In the meantime, the distance is one and a half steps. If you step forward, you will immediately be able to swing your head. And this gap was Ferdaman's territory, which even the Duke of Sether could not avoid.

So the result was obvious.

Screaming!

Nercio's arms soar through the air with a terrifying noise.

At that moment, Nersio recognized Ferda's existence. At the same time, he realized that his arms were amputated. Ferda smiles coldly, watching his eyes grow larger and larger.

“Next is the bridge. ”

It's an ankle, actually.

The archaic mastermind cut off precisely below the ankle. Nercio loses his arm and foot in an instant and falls to the ground.

“Huff! Huff! Ugh!"

From the start of the agonizing groaning, blood spilled.

Perda laughs as she watches this.

“Poor old sword. You're destined to disappear after meeting the wrong owner. ”

“ · · · · · ·!? ”

At that moment, I suddenly got tired of his face.

A moment later, he exclaims in embarrassment, as if his insides had been discovered.

“Yes, you! How do you know about the sword? ”

“You don't need to know that. I'll start you on treatment. ”

Sitting down, Ferda secures Nercio's body to the wall. Then he pulled the potion out of his inventory and poured it into his wound.

“Your blood will be more useful. ”

“What's that noise? Woohoo!”

Nercio was unable to connect the words.

Ferda sticks a rag in his mouth.

“There are a few things I'd like to hear. ”

Concerning the relationship between Ser Heim and Nersio, or arriving after a full full moon. And secondly, why Sererheim is targeting Ethiopia's mines.

“The more detail you give, the less pain you feel, right? ”

Ferda grins as she pulls out her nails and hammer.

Nercio's face grows whiter and whiter. After a few moments, the user begins retrieving information from the target with ease.

* * *

Torture lasted for two hours.

In conclusion, the goal was only half achieved. I found out how many troops the Norse Empire sent, but I never said a word.

It was information about the Ethiopian mines.

“This makes me even more curious. ”

Since then, I've only been asking questions about the mines. It was to get any clue. But Nercio remained silent. Even with death at your doorstep.

Linc!

Ferda throws a hammer and nails covered in blood and flesh.

It could be that you didn't get the information you wanted. Nercio will be out of breath soon. Nevertheless, Nersio's face was filled with tranquility. The reason was simple.

‘Cause he's a Sererheim man. ’

The saints, among them those who believed in the God of the Moon, were the only fierce Cultists.

He throws his only life away like a piece of paper and smiles like that even in the face of death. As Ferda kicks her tongue, she suddenly hears Frank's voice.

[If you're done, can I ask you a favor?]

“Please?”

[Yes, the sword is sealed when the owner dies. So if you'll excuse me for a moment, I'd like to have a word with you. Please.]

I've heard before that the sword is less than ten people in this world.

Then you may want to have a conversation. Ferda nods happily as she ponders for a moment.

“Ten minutes is the limit. ”

[Thank you. That's enough.]

Frank replied with a laughing voice.

After a while, Ferda grabs hold of Nercio's Longsword. And then, as Frank instructed, he let me confront the Longsword and the scepter. Then he spoke to her as if he had waited.

[Hey, can I talk to you for a second?]

But I didn't hear a voice.

Frank laughs as if it were petty.

[I know it's not gone yet. Get out of there!]

Was the rush bothersome?

Or maybe he just wanted to talk before it was sealed. The sword, which had always kept silence, finally opened its mouth.

[· · · · · · Prussian Languedal?]

But the first thing I heard was Frank's name.

Have we met before? Curiosity gripped Ferda's face.

What, what? How do you know?]

Franc, on the other hand, was perplexed.

I don't think we've met before, judging by that reaction. Ferda laughs as if it's getting more interesting.

On the other hand, Nersio's sword was embarrassed as well.

[Why are you here? You're clear.]

The blurry horse closes his mouth again.

After a short while, the swordsman sighs an unknown murmur.

[No, not a very unlikely guess. It must have been a while since then, so I don't understand why it's not where it's supposed to be.]

[What are you talking about? Who the hell are you? How do I know that?]

Francie asked me a question like a quickfire.

Then the sword asked as if wondering.

[Don't you remember me?]

How do you remember what I met you for the first time?]

[I understand. You've been a fool for a long time.]

[Hey! Who told you to be stupid!]

It was a strange conversation.

The sword seems to know him, but he doesn't seem to remember it at all. But that's all there is to talk about. Ferda said, tapping Nersio's sword.

“Let's say good-bye. Your master is going to die soon. ”

If he's down there, he won't last a minute.

So I sent word, but the sword replied in a cold tone.

[That's not my master.]

“What?"

[Just a simple carrier.]

Carrier? What does that mean?

As Ferda tilts her head, Frank yells loudly.

Then why did you lend me your power?]

[If I sleep now, I can't tell when I'll wake up.]

The sincere answer came back from him.

At that point, Frank closed his mouth. It was also a sword, so it would have been an understandable answer.

But then.

He suddenly talks to Ferda.

[Contractor of Prussian Languedale. I have a favor to ask you.]

A voice that does not tremble even though it is sealed.

Then the swordsman uttered an unexpected word.

[Ask for your sword.]

Looks like you don't want to be sealed up. Watching the stiff one come out like this. Ferda smiles in relief. At the same time, I was caught up in one question.

"But can two swords come in with one sword? ’

Suddenly I had a question like that, but it was surprisingly quickly resolved.

It was thanks to Frank's screaming.

[No! No! I'm dying because I don't want to increase my family!]

From the looks of it, it's possible.

Ferda then looks back at the sword and asks.

“What good will it do me if I take the sword? ”

I don't care what happened to Frank, but I don't want to add more soldiers to my family in vain.

So, unless it was helpful, I wasn't going to accept it. Meanwhile, Ferda's question silences the sword. After a while, he responded with a resolute voice.

I will lend you the power of the Unstoppable.]

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