I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

As Fran and Alistair were talking, Meir joined the story.

"The story now. Are you saying that Master Alistair will undertake the restoration of that sword?

"Whoa, if that girl will allow it."

"I should definitely ask you. Good luck like this, huh?

Meir and Alistair see Fran.

(Master?

'... oh, let's ask'

In the first place, this woman made it so much easier. You'll also be able to trust your arms. More importantly, Meir is pointing a look of trust from the bottom of her heart.

"Mm-hmm. Please"

"Leave it to me. So, what are you guys gonna do after this?

"It's..."

Meir sees Chiara. Chiara, who has pulled everyone so far, is dead, and Mianoa is grumpy. Quina is only a maid and Gwendalfa is inexperienced. Groundlers has just lost consciousness and Fran is also less apt to be a leader.

Meir was the only one who seemed to be able to put this member together. I guess I looked around and realized that. When I lean down gently and rub my red eyes gently, I immediately raise my face.

"First we'll see if the master of this dungeon is really dead. And destroy the core."

"Are you sure? It's a precious large dungeon, though?

That's what Quina asks back to Mere, who answered Alistair's question. But Meir nodded clearly.

"It's a whole country. It's just a sprout of disaster, such as a dungeon. It will always be a dispute between states in search of ownership"

Well, if one of you gets it, one country will definitely be a suspicious ghost. This time it was used in the war, so the image will always follow. And to let go of ownership is too much in return. As long as we do not precisely create a mechanism for joint governance on both sides, we should always call for strife one day.

But it can't be that the unfriendly kingdom of the Beasts and the Bashar kingdom join hands. That friendship must have gotten worse this time. Then maybe we should destroy it. That's what Meir thought, apparently.

"As a royalty, I guess I have to think about using it..."

"No, I agree"

Besides, if I think about the character of the Beast King, I'm also willing to agree to destruction. He's going to say, "If it's going to be a lot of trouble, smash it first." Anyway, it looks like Meir decided to destroy it herself. There is no stray color in those eyes.

"My Quina and I will move on to the back. Alistair, take the Frans and get out of here first."

"Well, you're showing me your sword. Fine. We'll keep these guys until we get out of here. Can we head straight to the Atashi Hall?

"If we don't chase you, I'd appreciate it."

"What do we do after that?

"I'm going to take the Quinas and go back to Gringoat. Because there are a lot of things I want to know and find out. However, Fran and his sword, I would like to deposit with Master Alistair. May I say hello?

"I want to find out more about that sword, and I don't mind."

"That's fine with Fran, too, right?

"... n"

Fran nods unacceptably.

"Sorry."

(Yeah. Now my master is the most important)

You really want to go with Meir. But now that my restoration is a prerequisite, I swallowed the word.

"And what about that stupid ghost over there? What do you want me to keep here?

They also know Earthlers. I don't feel intimate, but I feel uneasy. Meir bowed her head to Alistair after thinking a little.

"Can you please?

"Accepted"

Alistair straightened up as she approached Ground Lars, who was being put to sleep over Gwendalfa's coat. You're so messy against your looks!

"Anyway, you should leave here once. You'd have to bury Chiara exactly too, wouldn't you?

"Right......"

"Dear Fran, would you kindly send my regards to Chiara?

"Okay."

Fran, nodding to Mianoa's words, punished Chiara's body for dimensional storage. I felt like I was handling things to store the body of an acquaintance, and for a moment I thought about whether that was okay, but they didn't feel anything particularly sentimental about it other than me.

It's just a world where death is much closer, and I guess the way you think about corpses is cynical. If I let it go, I'll be undead. In the first place, because of the concept of soul, it seems to be the idea that you will no longer be there after you die.

Getting ready to leave quickly, we headed straight for the exit of the dungeon, headed straight for Fran and Ursi. It took longer than I thought because everyone was still wearing out, but there were no monsters, so there was nothing particularly dangerous.

I tried lightly on the road, but it seems me and Fran's skill-sharing is alive. That was all I was fortunate to be unhappy with. It's just that my magic is empty, so now I just have to interact with Fran's magic. You'll have to be careful there.

As we progressed through the labyrinth part of the dungeon, we found the dungeon trembling tremendously. I guess the Meres succeeded in destroying Dungeon Core.

Shortly before escaping the dungeon afterwards, the Mairs caught up. So I'm reported to have destroyed the core again and killed the dungeon. Will this place in the future be merely an underground building?

"Well, here's your goodbye for once"

"Mmm."

"It's been a long time, but ask me again."

"... good luck"

"Thank you. We also pray that our master fixes it properly. And, Master Chiara, can I keep it for a little while longer? When you settle down, I want to perform the funeral well."

"Let it be."

Encourage each other as Meir and Fran shake their hard hands as they escape the dungeon.

Bashar Kingdom and I should still be in the middle of a war. I don't know what will happen in the future, but now that the northern threat is gone, I'm sure we won't lose. You should be able to defeat the Bashar Kingdom.

Otherwise, it's not worth Chiara putting up her life. I guess Meir knows that, too. Finally, he nodded forcefully, taking Quina, Gwendalfa and Mianoa away.

As a disciple of Chiara, as a princess, I wonder if there's all kinds of pressure on that little back, don't want to support me. Fran was still dropping off the backs of the Meres boarding the carriage.

I'll see you soon.

"Mmm."

Alistair talks to Fran, a lonely face, after the golem carriage on which the Meers rode away.

"... then it's time, okay? You may already have an idea who Atashi is, but let me give you a name, okay?

"Mmm."

"Atashi's name is Alistair. The profession is a divine blacksmith. Say hello to Princess Black Thunder, Mr. Intelligence Weapon?

Was it still broken? And you think he's a god-class blacksmith? I thought maybe because he said he was entrusted with the care of the Divine Sword, but I didn't know it really was...

There was just too much going on, and I didn't have the energy to be surprised anymore. That sounds the same to Fran. As lightly as I opened my eyes, I normally introduce myself.

"I am a Rank C Adventurer. Fran of Black Heavenly Tiger"

"... I'm a master."

"On!"

"And, Ursi"

"By the way, did Fran give you that master's name?

"Mmm."

"Doesn't that mean you're not named... Is it possible that you are not named at this level?

Named was a system where God named great equipment, right? It's an honor to be compared to items in that class, but what do you think? I have a sense that I am such an excellent sword, but I say, "I am a god-recognized sword! Whoo!" I'm not so overconfident.

"In the meantime, I'm heading to Atashi's Hall. If we get there, we can analyze the master, and we can fix it."

"Nice to meet you"

"Please"

"This is the one who can touch a great sword, let me thank you. Then get on with this."

What Alistair took out of the item bag was a golem carriage that looked exactly like Quina had in her possession.

Get in the carriage as prompted. Earthlers was thrown by Alistair on the carriage floor.

"Are you a jerk?

"There's no way this stupid ghost can handle this to this extent, is there? One of these days you're gonna wake up with your stupid face down."

That's hard on Ground Lars. Has something happened in the past? Well, should I ask that when I wake up, too?

"Then let's go!

Then we boarded the Golem carriage and set off for the hall of the Divine Blacksmith.