I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

The men shouting at the entrance to the tower were named the Knights of the Holy Order.

It must have been the name of the elite Knights sent by the Holy Nation Shirald.It seems that the knight you belong to is called the Holy Knight.

Holy Nation and Virgin. Maybe there's something going on between them?

Fran looks at Sophie. But Sophie shook her head sideways with a puzzling expression.

"I don't know. I've never been to the Holy Land, and the Virgin has just been spontaneously told."

Well, to put it mildly, you call yourself a saint.No. Is that bad?

I still don't feel like killing, but I'm trying to get inside pretty hard.The guards are trying to hold it, but the five Holy Knights are all pretty good at it.

Especially the first man. Just look and you'll know you're a master.If left as it is, the guards will be pushed out soon.

If it fails, a battle occurs.

Considering the worst, I appraised the Holy Knights.

It seems that there are no holders of the sword, but they are all equipped with magic swords - no, the use of the sword.The fact that the name is the Holy Sword may indicate a special way of making it.

It was an anti-evil special attack gear.

Armor is also magical, and magic levels are high.

I was wondering if I could use healing magic because it was so crowned with sacred letters, but it seems not.It just means a knight equipped with the Holy Sword.

The guards seem to have called for backup, but they've noticed our presence before.

"Isn't that the Virgin?"

It must be because of the surrounding gaze.The people around him looked at Sophie with their trusting eyes.

"The blonde over there!"

"And stop!"

"Shit!"

The guards tried to stop the movement by pointing their spears at it, but they couldn't.The spear was swiftly swallowed, and the man's hand pushed the guards to the left and right.

I suppose he was trying to be a bit of a pain in the ass.They found the Virgin and couldn't stand or stand.

The man who broke through the guards walks past the patients who paved the way and walks here with Zunzun.

The eyes seemed convinced that Sophie was a saint.I wonder if they had purchased appearance information beforehand.

Stand lightly so that Fran can leave me at any time.

"Stop there."

"Hmm...."

The knight stopped right outside Fran's window.For a moment, I glanced at us with an uncomfortable face, but I immediately looked down.

"You have a good guard, don't you?But I have an important conversation with the Virgin. Get out of there. "

I'm not a guard.

"Then it doesn't matter, does it?Keep your mouth shut, outsiders. "

The difference in attitude towards Sophie and Fran is terrible.Conversely, I'm impressed that you can instantly switch between smiling and staring.

I'm a friend. I'm not an outsider.

"If you're a friend, don't bother the Virgin.Stand back. It's rude to stand in front of me as a knight. "

"This is not your country.It's rude of you to talk to me on your own. "

"Daughter of the Beast, can't you see I'm telling you to pull back?"

Haven't you imagined what Sophie thinks of Fran, who named him your friend?

Or, on purpose, are you going to provoke the negotiation in favor of Fran because he thinks it's rude to piss him off?

"Fran, I think he's trying to piss you off.Let me ask you something first. "

"... I can still tell you what to do."

He was a knight staring at Fran, but Sophie must have noticed his cold eyes.

When she smiled thinly to mend it, she chatted out on the spot.Was he just an adventurer or a veterinarian?

"We have come from the Holy Nation of Syrah.The purpose is to welcome the Virgin to our country.Come with us to the Holy Land. "

Isn't it a mistake?

"Be modest! We know that you are worshipped as a saint in this city, even outside the continent. Virgin Sofia."

"... I don't call myself a saint, nor is my title or occupation a saint."

That's what Sophie said, but the knight burst out with a faint smile.

"I know that the Virgin has healed many people for free.Excellent ambition. I can't stand the respect!You shouldn't be in a town like this.Please wield your full strength in our country.There's no need to get involved with the underworld anymore.Our brave knights and noble men will welcome you.Your name will be passed down as a true Virgin. "

Sophie's face was distorted by the words of the Holy Knight. I'm angry.

Well, I'm being polite, but the content is terrible.

In short, there is no need to help such a filthy town.Instead, wave your might for the knights and nobles of the Holy Nation Syrah.Yeah, I'll give you an honor.I will officially recognize you as a Virgin in the power of our country.Thanks, let's work like horses, huh?

Like this? Besides, this guy really thinks Sophie would be happy.I'm sure everyone is grateful to serve the Holy Nation of Syrah.

"... I'm here."

"What an idiot! Such a filthy, illegal town.You don't deserve to be a Virgin!In the Holy Nation of Syrah, you can live a free life as a saint. "

Are you sure you want to take Sophie home?Sophie's nerves turned upside down.

Besides, I can tell by the shush, but he doesn't seem to respect Sofi inside.The compliments to Sophie were mostly lies.

Perhaps he thinks it will matter if he is brought back to his country.If you suck, you're going to turn yourself into a slave and treat yourself like an automated recovery device.

With Sophie interacting with the knights, the people around him are watching with stubborn spit.Many people are angry, but many people have lonely expressions.

Apparently, when I heard the Holy Knight's words, I thought it made sense.Illegal cities do not deserve to be a place of pure virginity.You must have been convinced by the words.

Ironically, the higher my faith in Sophie, the more I thought about it.

"Come on, Virgin, go where you deserve it!"

"... that's the Holy Nation Shiraad?"

"That's right! The Holy Nation, Syrah!There is no more country for you to live in! "

……

Seeing Sophie who had shut up, he thought he was moved by his words.The Holy Knight smiled badly.

But me and Fran know.Sophie's clamped fist is showing the strength of his anger.