I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

After gaining sword deification.

We decided to go outside the King's Capital and try to deify the sword. We were supposed to have a mock fight with Meir on the second afternoon, but it's a rescheduled form.

Instead of rescheduling, Meir was loud enough to let herself be present where she tried sword deification, but I don't even know exactly what it is. Quina didn't allow it.

It was surreal inside that Mere, who tried to force me to follow him, was being held up at the Pa 'O special in Quina. I mean, that move, you can use it in action. I can't quite understand it, but Quina said the clutch on the leg and the way the shoulders are extremed are important.

That's how we shook up Mere, and we were coming to the plain right next to the king's capital. There are no signs of people around. It's perfect because it wasn't just us, it was also confirmed by Ursi.

"Fran, are you ready?

"Mm-hmm. Is the master okay?

"Oops. Self-repair and instantaneous regeneration are ready to activate at all costs."

This is an endurance measure. I don't think anything will be destroyed by a few seconds of activation... In the meantime, I was going to try to activate it only for a few seconds at first.

"Bye, go"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"... Sword deification activated"

'Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hey, what is this! I could see how much power resided in me. Yes, I stayed. As usual, it doesn't gush out of me, it doesn't pour in from Fran.

It came down abruptly from somewhere. It is like that. I guess that's why. It seemed unusually difficult to control. The output is not stable at all. It's not the power of borrowing that I got after my workouts and training, but therefore, you'll be confused until you get used to it.

But I guess it's because it's the power I've lived in. It looks like you can interfere with this force from me as well as Fran. If you control it by two people, you might be able to figure it out.

I didn't feel evil from this power. Rather, it's a force that even makes you feel sanctified. I've only seen it close to this once. It was the same kind of feeling that Chiara felt from the Black Thunder God claw, squeezing and releasing her full strength just before she died.

It was just a lot rougher than the force that was emanating from Chiara then. I desperately control the power that runs around in my body. The Beast King controls this power on his own, doesn't he? Again, Rank S Adventurers don't see the bottom of their power.

And shortly after, Fran stopped his skills. At the same time, the power that was swirling in my throat disappears. Again, abrupt.

"... Fran, do you want to...?

"Mmm..."

Even as he snorted, Fran's forehead was sweating like balls. Shoulders would also rise and fall wide and be pretty tired for sure. What bothers us even more is the tremendous discomfort.

The force imposed by the skill has completely disappeared with release. This will be pretty tough until you get used to it.

"Fran, again - you can't."

"... sorry"

It's not Fran's fault.

Fran's magic power was diminishing just by using sword deification for a few seconds. I just used it. Instead of fighting, I didn't even move, but this is all I've worn out. As Meir said, it would be impossible to use this skill for long periods of time, etc. Rather, the Beast King was often used for 10 seconds.

"How's the master?

"Me too, given the safety margin, it's dangerous for more than five seconds."

When the sword was deified, I had mighty power. I guess that's the one called the divine attribute. However, the endurance value continued to decrease at a tremendous rate.

It could be worse than potential liberation. In just one second, the endurance dropped by more than 1,000. He didn't wave his moves either, he was just holding them in Fran's hand, and if it was activated for 10 seconds, it was definitely a scrap.

'After a short break, let's give it another try. Now we're gonna try an attack, okay?

"Mmm!"

1 hour later.

Having recovered his strength with a break and potion, Fran decided to try sword deification again.

"Nevertheless, how far can I stand it?"

"Are you sure you're okay?

"Well, if it's just for a few seconds, we'll figure it out"

Fran is staring at me with an anxious face for a reason. My damage caused by sword deification did not heal in an instant using instant regeneration skills. As if just before I had Alistair repaired it, the repair only proceeded slowly.

I guess that means that the burden on weapons caused by sword deification is that serious. It was also thought to be one of the reasons that it was weakness damage due to divine attributes. That one, feels similar to the slime burning by the fire and slowing down the playback speed? It's taken me an hour to fully recover.

This should be taken care of when using sword deification in action. I don't want to get back under Alistair again soon.

"Well, let's go."

"Mmm!"

Now we're going to launch an attack as well. Create pre-emptive with earth magic. Five big rocks about 10 meters in diameter.

"How much?"

"Come!"

"Sword deification!

Hey, hey, hey! Here we go again! That feeling! The power of roughness dwells in my throat, and I'm swirling to ramble it out.

"Fran! Leave the power you've turned to me to me! You have to lean all you can on the control of the forces that have come down on you!

"...... Mmm!

Fran nods gently with a bitter face and takes a step forward. However, at that moment the signs changed. Huh? What? Is that Fran? Severe discomfort, as if it had turned into someone else, even though the appearance remained intact. I looked up at Fran unexpectedly. But Fran looks straight ahead.

Fran kept walking forward, swinging me through the upper steps against the big rock, turning it into two straight pieces. Repeat that five times.

That's just it. Nothing special, a walking and slaughter that can be called a foundation.

But I remembered something cold about the move. It's a sword that I can't possibly feel, my spine feeling like it's zombie and goosebumps.

Often in sports comics and such, there are scenes where genius athletes move too smoothly to develop goosebumps, or where athletes on the side whose foundations are too perfect to be pulled out are spotted. I wonder if what I just felt was exactly close to that feeling.

I'm mastering sword king. Whether you may take a lag in fighting the superior due to inexperienced rush differences, status differences, or skill differences, you should be top notch when it comes to simple sword technology alone.

But seeing Fran move now, I thought I'd lost. I could understand I lost. Weren't sword king techniques the best skills that lie ahead of swordsmanship, sword sainthood?

After seeing Fran slaughter, it didn't seem very that way. It even makes me think that our swordsmanship, which we should have been confident of, was a naive thing.

The difference I know because I got sword king technique. If this were a regular swordsman, I would just have thought it was a fast and accurate slaughter. But to me... we know.

To the sheer dignity of slaughter, rolled out by something that dwelt in Fran. And to the presence of the rugged path shown by the God of the Sword. I don't even know how much to train to follow, ahead of endless sword theory.

Immediately after Fran unravels the sword deification, the divine attribute disappears, and signs of Fran return.

Fran stood on the spot in a stunned manner, without uttering a word. I don't even realize that the big rock cross section is unusually smooth like butter cut off with a hot knife, just dropping my gaze in my own hand holding me and exhaling rough breaths.

"... of now, what...?

I don't know.

For a few disgusting seconds I thought it was as if I had even dreamed of it. But our shared surprise and depletion were telling us that the present few seconds did exist.

I see, self-enhancement and reinforcement of equipment weapons. That's all skills in words. However, the degree of enhancement was abnormal. The sword king technique, which I thought was the limit, not just physical status rise, is pushed to higher heights, tearing the big rock apart with me not using any skills.

'Skills to unload the God of the Sword... That's outrageous.'

"Mmm..."

Got some powerful skills? Certainly would be. But we felt remorse without remembering anything like joy. I'm ashamed of myself for being on track at all.

"Let's Work Out More"

"Mmm!"

I thought so. Is it possible that sword deification is a skill to give admonition to those who get sword kings and are in good shape that you are still compared to God?