I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

After only asking a few questions about the Count Baileys family. It was time to wait for Bermelia to settle down for tea.

"... Corbelt. Do you know him?"

"No, you don't know any of those guys who come near Kosokoso with all the killing sprinkles. Frederick? Like the Count's men?

"No. I'm going to Bermelia's. You guys need to deal with this. If possible, capture some of them alive."

The culprits of this conversation were the mysterious signs of an attempt to besiege this mansion with homicide.

Whatever you think, it would be an enemy raid. If you're going to put it further...

"Fran, it could be the Devil's Sword"

(Really?)

"There's that spooky magic mixed with these guys' magic."

Even if you stay away, you can't go wrong with the disgust that springs up inside me. It is similar to the magic of the Devil's Sword.

(Okay)

"It's just..."

(Just?)

However, there was also a problem. For some reason, there were multiple sources of this disgusting magic. Worst of all, there could have been more than one of those demon swords.

(... you just have to break it all)

'Right. When the Devil's Sword comes out, it's the real deal. "

(Okay)

Eliante, I'm sorry. There could be a bit of damage around. But I can't leave that demon sword alone. I have to make sure I finish when I get out.

"Okay. You can't get your hands on it first, even to claim self-defense. That's all you need."

Does that mean you have to be passive? A few minutes after Frederick headed under Bermelia, leaving that to say.

Inside the mansion, vigilance was in place. No one in this mansion, which also has a high level of soldiers, will be unaware of the mysterious signs that narrow the siege.

But it seems that the first hand of the raiders was something beyond their imagination.

Gooooooooooooooooo!

"Yes, I suddenly let go of my big magic trick!

Multiple sorceries landed on the mansion. It didn't affect the room we were in, but I could see a red flaming tongue stretching out the window and dyeing the space into orange. Maybe someone let Inferno Burst go from outside the premises.

Other than that, wind sorcery and earthly sorcery seem to have drilled holes in the mansion. Corberto also looks surprised.

"I didn't expect you to do a fancy imitation in the aristocratic district of Wangdu!

"What do you mean?

"You know! This is the king's knee! Besides, if you make a scene in this place full of nobles, you're guaranteed a maximum sentence! Even the Marquis!

That's why they didn't think the humans in the mansion would ever make this noticeable noise. I guess he thought he'd come after assassinations, repression in melee combat, since he broke into the mansion.

By putting it behind me, I could see that the signs in the mansion were shaking.

Has the Marquis Ashtoner family been torn apart since it was gone? Either way, the enemy didn't seem to be a glimmer.

"Lady, we're going to split up second-hand. I'm going to the front. Can I take care of the back entrance?

"Mmm."

All right, let's go.

I really wanted to head in the direction of the Devil's Sword, but I can't figure out where the signs are. Instead of the demonic sword's magic disappearing, there were still multiple weak reactions.

"Let's just visualize and make sure"

"Mmm!"

"Ursi, find out if there's anyone suspicious around the mansion."

"On!"

And when Fran arrived at the back entrance, the enemy had already fulfilled the intrusion into the mansion. There are two of them in front of us. Adventure-style men. But when I saw that strange appearance, me and Fran were flabbergasted.

"Hey, what are these guys..."

"The sword, it's stabbed."

'And the stabbing sword...... You look just like the Devil's Sword.'

What can I say? The men had swords stabbed deep in their backs. Behind the neck. From the center of the posterior neck, it was as if he were inserting a sword instead of a spine. An estock-shaped sword stabs and pierces your body so that it follows your spine.

The men were both in that condition. Besides, the handcover attached to that estock looks familiar. A sculpture of a man full of bitterness. It was socked on the handcover that was attached to that semi-destructor sword.

Appraisal, the appraisal worked for this guy. Well, all I got is a name. But the name was something that could not be safely flushed.

"A pseudo-fanatical sword?

"The fanatical sword? I've heard it somewhere."

"In Urmut, it's the scroll Lumina showed me!

Turn it into Urmut's dungeon master, a scroll that bears the name of the divine sword that Lumina of the Black Cat Clan had. It should have been on there.

"Fantasy Sword Fanatics......"

"So, that's the Divine Sword?

'By pseudo, I mean not real. I think it's a copy or something... Never be alarmed!

Yes, it's pseudo. It's not real. But a divine sword, albeit pseudo. This smelled so bad at last.

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"Coming!

Still, are these guys spiritually dominated too! You look like Hamuls or Gordon. And to the liberation of potential, the same state of fanaticism. Very high status and abundant skills. Even the soldiers in the mansion won't be able to fathom it.

"Awaken, Flash Thunder!

But still, he was not the enemy of Fran with all his might from the beginning.

Both Hamulus and Gordon were too obsessed with seeing things and capturing them. I'm worried about the damage. But now Fran meant it in a good or a bad way.

When I heard the enemy had something to do with the Divine Sword, it must have been switched on.

Fran's air knife extraction, packed with distance at the speed of thunder, cuts the man on the right who was about to release the sword moves. The men had not even been able to react to Fran's divine speed.

The sword is shaken off at an unacceptable rate of blinking, delayed and the body deviates diagonally.

"Shit."

"Master? What's wrong?

"No, the co-eater just activated"

The blow now was also slashing off the pseudo-fanatical sword together. As a result, some disgusting magic poured into me. All I had to do was feel some disgust over what I had already experienced once and the fact that I absorbed far less magic than the last time, but it still doesn't feel good.

I can see from my increased ability that I absorbed less power. Anyway, I only gained 2 more magic holdings.

"One more than that."

"Mmm! Ha!

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A man wields his sword when he finally finds out his mate was instantly killed. But by then, Fran was already ready.

Faster than the man's sword is swung down, the man's legs are slashed and skipped by the air extraction technique rolled out again.

"Stay asleep!

The man activated my chase...

"What?"

For a moment I wondered if the pseudo-fanatical sword on the man's back shined, and I saw him sucking up magic from the man. And my thoughts will be dispelled.

"Then this guy is - magic, too!

I tried to restrain him by earthly magic, but it was also overthrown. To that pseudo-fanatical sword, user. No, parasitist? Gearer? Anyway, he seemed to have the power to use the magic of a man to dispel witchcraft and skills.

Seeing as my morphological deformation and swordsmanship skills can be used as they are, I guess I'm spraying the magic released externally in some way.

In the meantime, the man's legs finished regenerating at an awesome rate. It's a nasty ability. It exerts a pseudo immortality with abnormal regeneration and painful blockade, sealing the opponent's attack power with the ability to defeat magic.

If we had come across it when it was weaker, we would have been in a pinch. But it's not a threat to us right now.

Even if magic and skills are sealed, the sword's skill has not fallen, and I am held in Fran's hand. That's enough.

"Ha!

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The battle is decided in an instant. No matter how good your regenerative abilities are and how little pain you don't feel, you can have a gap if both hands and feet are severed. The regeneration has already begun, but it will take ten seconds for the hands and feet severed from the roots to come back to normal.

'All right, within the moment!

"Mmm!"

Our aim was a pseudo-fanatical sword. Fran grabs the pattern and tries to pull the sword out of the man's back.

"Mmmmmm!"

"Come on!"

I'd love to join you, but it's gonna blow me away. Naturally I also tried dimensional storage, but I couldn't store a pseudo-fanatical sword in this state if it was being treated like a man's equipment.

"Ahhhhhhh!

'All right, I'm out!

It was eating pretty guttural, but I can't resist Fran's arm strength. In about three seconds, a pseudo-fanatical sword is pulled out of a man's body. When I tried to store it immediately, I did it without any problems this time. Finally, you got a clue.

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But I can't even be happy. A man whose sword was pulled out of his back died shortly after. Even from this raider, it seemed difficult to listen.

"Well, the story has become simpler."

"Mm-hmm. Kill them all"

Pulling out a pseudo-fanatical sword will kill you, and leaving you alone will kill you with potential liberation. Then you can defeat them without thinking about capturing them.

"In the meantime, we're gonna take down the raiders who broke into the mansion."