I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

The aerial excursion aboard Lindo ended and we arrived at the port town of Grayseal.

Large ships dock in the harbor, showing a bustle inside.

"Looks like the Beast King has already arrived."

"Mmm."

The decadence of this sign. I can tell even if I'm not face-to-face. As we proceeded inside Grayseal to be led by the signs, we saw the Beast King in conversation with his men in the harbor.

He seems to have noticed this way over there, and he approaches this one by himself.

"Hey! To Miss Fran, silly girl!

"Long time no see, Father Fool"

"Ha ha! Meir, you got stronger in a little while!

"Huh. I'm growing day and night."

The Beast King and Meir don't have much of an atmosphere of father-daughter, but they seemed close. The Beast King is honestly pleased with Meir's growth, and Meir's expression doesn't have as many thorns as words.

"Hmm..."

After a mild conversation with Meir, Hufu and the Beast King turned their gaze to Fran. Stare carefully, from top of your head to your toes, to make it worthwhile.

And then suddenly it moved. When I pulled out the spear I was carrying, I shook it down at the speed of the electrocalcular fire.

The moment the Beast King's spear seemed to crack Fran's head as-is, Fran was critical of the attack. Really hairy. Her forehead rose a few times and her clothes were stirred due to the wind pressure.

But Fran doesn't end up there. Shortly after I halved my body and avoided the spear, he was poking me towards the Beast King who had pulled me out. The Beast King is slaughtered with a spear pattern that he draws back to life.

Givin!

My blade was stopped a few millimeters to the Beast King's neck.

It is a sharp attack that even makes each other feel murderous. Fran had weaved and mixed sword-king techniques with feints that used eyesight, body movements, killing, etc. even though the Beast King only used spear-king techniques. Perhaps if it was Meir who was hit, he would have either attacked or badly disfigured. I was willing to kill to that extent.

Each other's weapons with force are rubbed together, making critical noises.

Soon, however, when they took a light distance, they were not talking to each other, but at the same time they were storing their weapons.

"Do you want to change that?"

"You too."

There is no anger or confusion on Fran, on the Beast King, or on me. Because I understand that the current interaction is a small hand check for confirmation.

Yes, that's not just the rest of us, advanced reward for a blow. The interaction of attacks that cannot be prevented without those with kings. In other words, it was confirmation that we were at the same height as each other.

"Hey, what are you doing!

Only Mere, who doesn't know that, looked at the two of them with a stunned look. Yes, Meir wouldn't have made any sense. Even she, who had sword sainthood, good understanding and powerful skills, the exchange between the Beast King and Fran should have seemed like a kill. That is a testament that Meir is not yet in that domain.

"Ha ha! What, it's just a greeting! See?"

"Mmm."

"Oh, hello? Is that...? But... What are you gonna do in case anything happens!

He said, "It's okay! If I have to, I'll snooze."

"Hmm?"

"Whoa... no way, miss"

"If you have spear king technique, you should definitely be fine"

"Well, yes..."

The Beast King was going to stop Fran if he couldn't. Well, stopping inches would mean staying injured to an extent that doesn't kill you.

"Even so, you got the sword king technique, didn't you? Besides... it's the Sword King."

"How do you know?

"Huh. Miss is good at putting out signs, but she's bad at hiding her strengths."

"Hide Strength?

"Oops. The lady has the power to read the signs, and her eyes to read the other's powers are accurate. That's why we identify the critical."

"Mmm."

"For example, when you were relative to me, you seemed too defenseless at first. A warrior like your lady exposes herself to defenselessness against me, even if she doesn't trust me? No. If so, the answer is simple. Even in that state, we should assume that it leaves a safety margin. I've had a light relationship with the lady before. You know what I'm capable of. Yet one answer is that you can maintain this sense of distance. That you've gained enough strength to cast my spear in this state. I mean, I just think he has sword king technique. Besides, I was convinced with my current greeting. You're the sword king now, aren't you?

Hmm, that's a tremendous insight. That's the Beast King.

"Well, you have to be the same level of person to realize if you are the Sword King or not...... The information around here is important in a critical battle, right?

"Mm-hmm. Okay."

"This is the conversation between the Kings..."

Meir sees the king of beasts and Fran, who knows, with a look of war. I guess I can't understand her when I listen to her.

"What do you want me to do, make you look weak?

"Easy. Be more vigilant around you. Still, you can hide some strength."

I see, I can afford it because I'm strong. If you're not strong, you can't afford it, and you're alert. Is that what you mean?

"So if you're an insulting fool, it's an easy win, and the guy who's still getting on guard is strong. That's what I'm saying."

"Mmm."

"Well, there's a lot more. The quick thing to do is to nayonayo. Miscellaneous fish can fool you with that. I can't do this! If you're a lady, you can't be cute, can you?

Excuse me. I can't do that. But I understand that concealing strength is important, and there are many ways to do it.

"Thanks"

"Oh, my God, I can't give you back what I owe you."

"Borrowed?"

"You really don't get it, do you? You know, I'm the king of the country you saved, right? It's not supposed to be a dungeon."

"Stupid father, that's just..."

"I know."

No matter how casual and intimate the king is to speak to the civilian population, he will be able to do just that. I can tell just fine.

"But this degree would be forgiven"

With that said, the Beast King held Fran's hand and broke his hips deeply. It folds its gigantic body and shows its utmost gratitude. The king exposes his head to defenselessness in front of his opponent, which in a way would be the best way to show respect.

"Thank you for your help this time. Thanks."

The Beast King was sincere in his voice and uttered a word of gratitude.