I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

1 hour after breaking up with the beginner party.

"Double slash!

"Gabald!"

"Suggyogar!"

Fran's level has gone up to 9.

"Up again"

'Yes, sir. I'll see you later. "

We were engaged with a bunch of goblins.

Nothing, I didn't mean to bother looking for a nest hole. However, if I had hunted goblins for experience, I would have been surrounded by goblins at some point - there would be 100 of them. There are multiple superior species inside, and the dominance is also taken.

"Middle Heel!

"I wanted to."

'I'll be back!

Hurryyyyyyyyy!

It was countless rubble that struck Fran by sewing through the gaps in the trees. It's not just stone, it's also mixed with wood pieces, etc.

The surrounding goblins threw them all together. No rubble that strikes from all directions can be destroyed.

"Master!"

'Oh, I'll take care of it. Firewall!

A fiery dome covers Fran's body and protects him from rubble. But that wasn't the end of their attack.

'Coming!

"Mmm!"

Fran sets me up. And when the flaming wall disappeared...

"Gorla!"

"Gyogyoga!"

"Galoo!"

Ten goblins were attacking Fran at the same time, two of which must have flown too fast. He crashes into the firewall, surrounded by flames, wandering around.

"Heavy Slash!

Send in the Goblins' attack and slap me. That's how it was right after I buried five.

"Gaha!"

"Ku......"

"Gishiha!"

"Ahhh!

The goblins could not bear their weapons, and from Fran's little body came bright red blood. The sword is cleaving his shoulder mouth and the spear is choosing his back.

But Fran suffers severe pain and waves his sword without being frightened. I would suggest setting up a painful slowdown, but that one also had the potential to pull my leg the other way because of the blunt sensory system.

"Wow!

Fran, who is usually a dear, roars and cuts into goblins. This will destroy another 10.

Repeating such an attack several times, there are nearly 40 goblin carcasses rolling around Fran. Still, the number of goblins besieging Fran didn't seem to have decreased.

"Middle Heel!

"Ha-ha-ha..."

"Hey, Fran! Are you okay? '

"... it's okay"

'Let's get out of here now. Experience tells us there are many ways to make more money efficiently.'

We must have been licking it. No goblins, no battles.

This body of mine has no pain, no fatigue, and even if it is destroyed, it will be repaired immediately. I never struggled, either in a good or a bad way, besides a strong warcraft.

Because of that, I didn't have enough of a sense of crisis. In his mouth, he said it was dangerous for Fran, or it was too early for Fran, but at the bottom of his mind, I guess he thought he could handle it as long as I was there.

That is the struggle against goblins. It's too late to regret it now.

Recovery magic has techniques that make it hard to die, such as automatic recovery or antideath, where only one HP remains when HP reaches 0. You can win one day even if you keep fighting like this.

But how much pain and how much blood to shed by then. Still, Fran wouldn't have gotten ready for that. You should let them retreat once before you learn to fear the battle or become traumatized.

"I'll be back! Now we can still get away with this!

Using levitation and aerial leaps, you can move through the sky and escape. The walls of the Goblins will also be easy to break through.

"I'm not running."

"Hey, what are you talking about! You're just wasting your time saying you felt more painful! If you hunt a bit of a big warcraft, you can earn even more experience!

"Not for nothing"

Fran groans briefly and sets me up. On that face, there was a strong determination.

"If I had a master, I wouldn't die. Without dying, I know the pain. I can get used to the fight. And I'll gain experience."

"I thought we needed more critical battles to get stronger. This is just the right battlefield"

That said, Fran had a fierce grin.

Yeah, I was licking Fran. Fran seemed so, so ready. I was the only one who wasn't ready.

I wasn't ready to hurt Fran enough. I'm gonna make you stronger? Sure, if I took the lead in leveling, I'd get a higher level. But is that real strength, then?

Experience and spiritual strength. Wouldn't it make sense to just level up if you were in pain and wounds and didn't get them in action?

I guess Fran knew that well.

"Master needs backup."

Awesome. Like me, I'm not ready to grow up in a greenhouse that's been muddy in Japan.

Fine. I'm ready, too. I'm ready! I don't hesitate anymore. Let's throw away the sweet little spirit of patronage too. What I'm here for is nothing I can do without shelter, not a weak kitten. Sharpen your fangs, you beast child.

"I'll take care of the recovery!

"Mmm! Go!

Fran runs out. As it was, I stuck it into a flock of goblins. And wave the sword as you wish. I'm here to help Fran gain practical experience.

So, as I watched, I noticed a change in Fran.

"Ha! Rah!

Isn't that a little awesome? Even though the sword moves weren't activated, they were as fast as Triple Thrust. So is that now. Double slash and - no, it was a move beyond double slash.

Fran thought he was using swordsmanship... Actually, they weren't using it at all.

No, you can't even do that? One day, I suddenly got a high level of swordsmanship, and my body and brain couldn't possibly adapt lightly. Until now, I've only had fights with miscellaneous fish, and they only end in a flash, so I guess it wasn't a problem. That's what the skill and flesh have matched during the critical battle.

Until now, I was impressed with sharp sword muscles, which were simply fast objects. But not now. Sword body in one piece. Goblin attacks are dealt more often, and the accuracy of the attacks increases with great momentum.

Two hours later.

"Ha... ha..."

"Fran, you did great!

"Mmm......!

Goblin corpses scatter, blood and body fluids cover the earth, just as miserable as hell. At the center of it, with me instead of a cane, Fran stood still. There are no wounds from healing magic. However, his strength drained severely and he breathed heavily on his shoulders.

Your blood, your blood, your mud, your dust all over your body. There's no such thing as beautiful parts. The protective equipment I just bought has also discolored red and black. Especially the armor is badly damaged and will need repair.

If I had been more aggressive in my attacks, I wouldn't have struggled this far. But this was a necessary struggle. On top of the numbers, the level has only risen by six, but the franc has grown more than that. From the middle of nowhere, I was sure I could smack the Demon Stone when I was finishing the goblin. It means you've reached a level where you can target only the steeple point of a fiercely moving opponent precisely during a riot.

"- Stamina Heels"

The magic of healing your health is superimposed on you. But I can't even take mental fatigue.

"Rest a little, I'll keep my perimeter alert."

Shall I secure the material and absorb the Demon Stone?

"Help"

'Oh, man. Are you okay?'

"Just get it done and get out of here"

'Right...... King wasn't there after all. Should I finish this before reinforcements arrive? "

"Mmm."

'Well, then, weapons and horns, please. Because I focus on absorbing demon stones. "

"Okay."