I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

I asked Alistair about her expectations that I might have something to do with the Abandoned Divine Sword Kelvim, but she didn't seem to have full certainty either.

"Well, restoration is more a prerequisite now. It's time to finish the external restoration. Inside next."

"Inside, what do you do?

"That's the show of the arms of a divine blacksmith. Leave it to me. It just takes a lot of time to analyze and repair, so be prepared there, okay?

"Okay."

"What about Fran? Honestly, I don't think you can do anything to watch?

"Fine. I'm watching."

Fran replied in the same way as earlier, staring at Alistair with the expression of determination that even Shiko would not move from the spot.

"On!"

Ursi also sits beside it behaving and stares at Alistair.

"Whatever you want."

Alistair shrugged like that and said nothing more. And turn your back on the Frans and turn to me.

"Here we go. Well, there's nothing a master would do. It's your job to stay still."

"Okay."

"Hehe."

'What's the matter with you?

"When I fixed my sword, I didn't expect the day to come when I told you not to move toward it."

After saying that and laughing lightly, Alistair put her hands on me with a serious look.

"Analytical Eye......!

It's an appraisal skill we used when we met. With his magical caged eyes, he begins to observe me carefully. Those eyes were a few steps more serious and sharper than they were at first.

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Neither Alistair, nor Fran, nor Ursi utter any words. Alistair is concentrated, but therefore. Let the Frans not disturb that concentration. Just the same look on each other's serious faces.

Inside the silver glowing room, only two and one breathing were heard.

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How much time would I have done that? Alistair's forehead is sweating like balls. We concentrate our magic for a long time and continue our analytical work. The wear and tear would be as great as you can imagine from the quiet.

Fran didn't let it be as slight as ever, but watched the work.

"Whoo-hoo."

And you finished the analysis, Alistair slowly raised her face and exhaled. I see a strong colour of fatigue on that face.

'Is it over?

"For once. I'm sorry."

Something suddenly Alistair apologized for. Huh? What's up? Why are you apologizing?

"Or maybe you can't fix it?

"No, I can fix it. Let me make that clear. I just took this long and didn't get to the full analysis. I wanted to apologize for that first."

'But you didn't have any idea, did you?

"Sort of. The information needed to repair it was gathered without any problems."

Then I don't mind. It would have been nice to know what it was, but my first priority was to fix it myself. No, I'm in a hurry.

"In the meantime, let's explain the results of the analysis while performing the repair"

"Please."

Alistair took out more than one magic drug thing again and started to formulate something beside me. They even do magic medicine combinations in conjunction with swords. I guess that means it's not just forge, it's even top notch alchemist's arm.

Alistair, who is finished, sprays her magic pills all over me. Then there was the feeling of something gushing out of my body.

But it doesn't feel bad. It's a warmer, gentler feeling, not a fierce, darker one, like when it was dominated by madness. I could see that twitching and soft stuff spreading all over my body.

"Okay, you've started fixing the magic circuit. What do you say?"

'Something feels good. Looks like you're soaking in warm water. "

"That's an ex-human. Interesting expression. But there won't be a chance in the future to hear your thoughts directly from the sword or anything else, and it's very interesting!

I guess I felt the mountain fields crossed when I saw Alistair squirming excitedly with a smile on her face. Fran asks Alistair with a highly anticipated eye.

"Will this cure my master?

"No, not yet. This medicine just blocks the big wounds in the magic circuit. Next, it blocks fine scratches and deep spot scratches. This is all the difficult work, maybe since I created the Divine Sword before! Hehe, you're gonna have arms!

I don't know how to do it, but I could have expected it to be a pretty precise task. I'm glad Alistair is motivated, but it's going to take a lot of time.

Even so, have you ever made a divine sword? It's obvious because I'm a divine blacksmith, but I'm a little surprised when they ask me again. I'm getting a great blacksmith to fix it.

But Fran, who understood that my restoration was still going to be ahead, sits in the chair again in a discouraged manner.

"Yes."

"Well don't look so dark. It will take time, but the master will definitely get back to normal"

"Really?"

"Let's wager a divine sword!

I know you want to say that you will succeed for sure, but you bet on the Divine Sword... If you fail to repair me, will you get a divine sword? That doesn't mean you'll get a better sword if you fail for Fran...

"I don't want it. Put your master back on track."

"Fran!"

Good girl! That's Fran!

"I know. I'll fix it. Well, that's the problem."

"What?

"No, never mind. Now let's do everything we can to repair it."

"? Okay."

"That said, it will take a little longer for the drug to finish repairing it. While I wait, I'll tell you what I know."

"Mmm!"

"Please."

I said repair is the top priority, but it's not like I don't want to know!

"Oh, I think the master can use it if he's about to talk already, huh?

What? Seriously?

"Uh, testes. Fran, can you hear me?

"Hmm! I can hear you!

Ooh, it really worked! There is no pain. I mean a little lag, I feel a little slow to activate when using it, but I wouldn't have a problem with the conversation. You're really fixing it. I felt that again, and I was impressed.

"You said the master had two beings in him, didn't you?

"You sound mysterious with Mr. Annunciation."

"Let's start with Mr. Annunciation."

"Ooh."

"Mmm."

Fran is not very responsive. Even though I know of Mr. Annunciation's existence, I guess it's because I've never spoken to him directly.

"It's pretty damaged, but it does have an area that is deeply connected to the sword. That's like a nerve stretching branches all over the inside of a sword. It specializes in analyzing information, etc., and if it's supposed to be the host - in this case, you're the master. You must have had the ability to assist the host."

"Auxiliary? Even now I still have notification settings for leveling up?

Before and after Mr. Annunciation came into play in unlocking his potential, I don't think there's that much difference. But it seems that was just a superficial part of the story.

"No, that's not all. It was supposed to help activate skills or assist with calculations."

'I mean, you said you had the ability to help activate skills and sorcery?

"Oh. But before I realized the benefit, that part was damaged. It was supposed to be a master's ability to grow more and then need it."

Alistair says that I - in this case, in the capable sense of the sword - dare to be the capacity that was left behind for when I grew up. If Mr. Annunciation had been fully equipped and had that support, there might not have been such a thing as too much use of abilities and pain as this one. On the contrary, there was also the possibility that he paid attention when he crossed the limit.

But without her activism and sacrifice, we would have been defeated by Rich on a floating island. You don't have to say anything you regret.

'So, will Mr. Annunciation be cured?

"Unfortunately, I can't. It's a miracle that Kelvim's remnants are still marginal. It's broken so far, I can't apply my hands."

If you're saying I'm sorry, but I can't Alistair, I guess I really can't.

"Right......"

"There's only so much we can do to reinforce Kelvim's remnants that it won't get any worse."

"Okay."

Think about it. In the early days, Mr. Annunciation took care of me a lot. I lost my loneliness, and I gained a lot of knowledge. If it was avoidable that it would disappear, that would have been appreciated enough.

"Mr. Annunciation, please."