I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

Going outside the Scorpion Lion Forest with the Maires for a simulated battle. Because of its excessive power, the goblin level is instantaneous.

When the Warcraft comes out, Fran and Meir will attack and strangle to compete. It's a sight where the Warcraft seems pathetic. Even if Manticore comes out, it could be an easy win.

The only Warcraft material I defeated on the road was the Demon Stone, and all the others were handed over. Sounds like either way if it's money. As a result, the corpse of the manticore that I just defeated was being wrapped in an item bag by Quina. He seems to be a special type, and he can dance big things in such a way that he inhales even if his mouth is small.

Fran and Meir walk in a chat they don't love, such as a story about their favorite dishes. Quina just keeps quiet and follows. Ears that I slept with Petan earlier are now moving to explore the surroundings. I knew I couldn't read my emotions from my expression.

Two hours later, there was no stopping at all, and we were lightly out of the Scorpion Lion Forest. Forests are interrupted in front of us, and wide plains are spread.

"Then it's a quick mock fight!

"Mmm!"

Looking forward to the extra simulation, the two quickly turned to each other with an exciting look. But Quina gasped Meir's head and stopped.

"Please Wait"

"What the heck, Quina!

"If you guys have a mock fight or something on these streets, it's annoying to other travelers. We'll move a little further down the plain."

If you ask me, yes. It doesn't seem like a mock fight with just a sword, and if we do it flashly, there could be damage to the streets.

We kept moving for about 10 minutes. There's nothing around us right now, it's a vast raw material. You'll be able to think it through here.

"Okay, we'll start a mock fight, though. Don't until you take your life. And don't use awakening."

"I know!

"Mmm!"

"If you're dying, you can heal with my magic, so I don't mind if you get a little carried away."

"Pfft, don't be armed!

"This way."

"So, what about that wolf? You wanna fight with me? I don't mind, do I?

"It's gonna be two to one, right?

"It's okay - come on out, Lind!

When the girl pulled out the sword on her back, she raised the sword to heaven and shouted. Then I wondered if a red shadow had risen from the sword, what a dragon shape it took.

"Cuovo!"

"Cute."

Tiny, though. A little over a meter long? Dragons are children's dragons, even dragons.

"Is that a warcraft weapon?

"Ha ha! That would be awesome! It's a dragon sword rind!

Mere's appraisal blockade did not seem to extend to the sword, and he was able to appraise the sword and the dragon.

Name: Dragon Sword/Lind

Attack: 963 Magic Power Held: 669 Durability: 887

Magic conductivity - B +

Skills: Flame Resistance, Auto Repair, Dragon Soul Summoning

Strong! You're losing out on offense! And a warcraft weapon? I won't go as far as a divine sword, but I'm sure it's a first-class demon sword.

You can't beat me! Because I have skills! Ri, what about the dragon?

Name: Lind

Race Name: Dragon: Dragon Soul

Status

HP: 887 MP: 669 Arms: 120 Health: 100 Agility: 300 Intelligence: 200 Magic: 400 Dexterity: 100

Skills

Flame Exhalation: Lv6, Tooth Martial Arts: Lv4, Tooth Martial Arts: Lv5, Sign Detection: Lv4, Playback: Lv5, Condition Anomaly Resistance: Lv5, Mental Anomaly Resistance: Lv5, Protrusion: Lv6, Heat Source Detection: Lv5, Flight: Lv8, Fire Magic: Lv5, Roar: Lv4, Dragon Magic: Lv5, Scale Enhancement, Flame Disabled, Magic Manipulation

Unique skills

The logic of manipulative flames: LV6

Description: Unknown

The explanation is unclear, probably because it is a special individual who lived in a sword. Quite capable than that. inferior to Ursi, but more than threat D would be certain. Besides, I even have unique skills. That makes sense... He seems to be skilled at manipulating flames around him. Manipulation is a lot of crap, but that's all you can do.

"That wolf opponent, this rind does!

"Okay. Ursi, don't lose."

"On!"

"What! All right, Lind! Show the dragon pride!

"Cuovo!"

"Now let's start a mock fight. Whether you win or lose, don't leave any grudges behind."

"Naturally."

"Naturally."

That's how the simulation begins. However, getting up was a quiet thing.

Put your swords on each other and stare at each other. They're holding each other back, moving into small pieces. But you didn't think it was obvious, and Mere set me up.

"Ha!

"Phew!

With the sharp exhalation of the girls, the sound of a fierce sword trident echoes.

Meir's swordsmanship is quite skillful. I have a decent meeting with Fran. It just doesn't work with Fran and each other with sword king technique, and gradually Fran attacks and Meir starts to prevent it more often.

"Ha ha! That's awesome, Princess Black Thunder. No! That's the legendary race!

"That's it, not a bad arm"

"Regrettably, the sword alone seems to be my loss! From here on out, we're going a little serious!

"Where I want it!

Frans talking invincibly as they cut together violently. Sounds pretty good to me.

From there, Meir unleashes flaming magic, but Fran plays magic with barriers and swords. Later, you'll be rewarded for a fierce attack with magic. Agile and outnumbered Fran is a trick, and Mere, outnumbered by his arm, focuses on a single blow. They aim at each other's decision fights, releasing attacks that, if hit, are no stranger to dying, without hesitation with a grin.

Meir sometimes releases flames without chanting, is that magic? Or do you have the ability to manipulate flames like the Beast King? But you're not a Red Cat, are you? It's white.

The Beast King also said he had a daughter, but there's no way a princess could be doing anything like an adventurer with a maid. You don't have it, do you? I'm the daughter of that Beast King, so it may not be zero possibility...... What do you think?

With Meir's identity in mind, I laid eyes on the battle of Ursi.

"Guruo!"

"Cuooo!"

That's a pretty fast maneuver over here. It was a battle similar to chasing us with extensive use. What surprised me was the speed of the rind. I know you sometimes say you're flying, but you're over a wolf that's supposed to be agile and outpaced by an instant.

Apparently, he was spraying fire behind his back for acceleration. I guess it's the same principle as Bernia in flame magic.

But in other parts, the Ursi are outnumbered, and while the battle over there is hands-down, the Ursi is pushing it all the time. You'll be fine leaving me alone.

Fran and Meir are pleasantly knocking each other on the sword. But the battle equilibrium was already falling apart. Whereas Meir is bleeding from several scratches, Fran is almost intact except for the abrasion.

Meir seemed to be running out of hitters against Fran, who was good at swords and sorcery.

Meir shields the flame magic and takes a great distance. Looks like he's going to do something. Fran would have been able to kick the magic and chase it, but he didn't dare chase Meir if he was interested in doing it.

Meir's eyes are shimmering with the exaltation of battle. And a voice leaked out of its throat as if it were a roaring beast.

"... Guru"

I can see the magic growing rapidly. Billibility and atmosphere were trembling by the magic emanating from Meir. Is that an awakening or some kind of skill?

I concentrated my nerves on what Meir was trying to do while preparing for my metastasis.

Fran has the same look on her face as Meir, and she's got her chest honking at her expectations. But that gaze was directed into the space of nothing behind Meir. And the exalted magic of Mere will be cloud-sprayed right after it.

"Ha ha!

"Damn, this wasting lady... You were gonna do that now, weren't you?

"K, Quina......"

Soon Quina, sneaking behind Mere, showered a massive amount of water created by hydromagic from her head. The soaked Meir is screaming and jumping up, looking up at Quina with a pitiful face.

Naturally, I was aware of Quina's behavior, right? No, seriously. Even during the battle, I always paid a certain amount of attention to Quina. Maybe he used phantom magic, but when he suddenly disappeared, he warned against cross spears. But it was in Mae's direction that we headed, so we left it alone for now.

I hear Fran noticed with signs, but Mere only saw Fran, and he didn't notice at all.

"Ma'am? Are you even going to kill each other?

"Because I was about to lose..."

"What would you do to win or lose a mock fight?

"Mmm."

"Lady?"

"Shh, I'm sorry!

In the end, the simulation ended there, and Fran was apologized for by Quina and Meir. It seems unfortunate, but you must have been somewhat satisfied. Fran also pulled back heavily.

Well, it also took Fran's breath and avoided killing each other with the Mairs. It wasn't a bad result.