I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

I was going to take Ayworth to Count Baileys' mansion, but Faith ran out of breath and jumped into the basement.

"Faith, what's going on?

"It appears that the Knights have already begun entering the Ormes Mansion"

Oh, my God! There's got to be over an hour on the schedule!

"What do you mean?

Looks like the king ordered the Knights directly.

Naturally, even Royal Castle seemed to regard this incident as serious. And the king, who was briefed by the Count of Baileys, who climbed the castle, decided on the spot to summon the Marquis of Ashtoner. A messenger was sent.

It was about convicting him of treason if he didn't respond, but he said the Marquis didn't even show up to respond. Apparently, the house sergeant who drools excuses was captured, and the Knights were carried straight into formation.

The strength of the king's sense of crisis can also be seen from the speed of an hour to this point. Also, trust in the Earl of Baileys and strong mistrust of the Marquis Ashtoner family seems to be connected to the speed of this decision.

No, if you're not ready in the first place, you can't even go out. Maybe Count Baileys has read this far? The intelligence of the Marquis Ashtoner family is not insulting, and it is possible that the Count has been known to say he will be out in three hours. If so, I dare to speak in three hours, and raid before then to control the lead. It won't be an impossible story.

I recall the conversation Fran and the Earl had before the launch.

"If it's too late, the Knights could be the only ones out there, right?

"Mmm."

"If that's what's going on, move as you please. Your virtues will live better. But don't forget to work with the knights, okay?

That's the conversation. Could that have been supposed to happen?

"The Earl of Baileys, as head, says he's in command in the square in front of the royal castle,"

That's an amazing bandit guild that has all this information in a short time. It would still not extend to the Adventurer Guild in terms of combat, but it would mean an overwhelming victory in the information network.

"In the aristocratic district, it appears that heavy fighting has already begun"

From Ashtoner Marquis Mansion, Count Olmes Mansion and its separate mansions, swordsmen ruled by pseudo-fanatical swords appear, saying they are fighting fiercely against the Knights.

"What's the status of the war? What about the weird guys with the stab of the sword?

"I'm out. The Knights seem to be at a disadvantage."

I knew it would happen. Adventurers and mercenaries who are potentially liberated by pseudo-fanatical swords. Much stronger than a knight. Plus more regenerative. If magic and skill are defeated, the decision-maker will lack it.

"About 20 adventurers rushed out of the Adventurers Guild to support them. I'm just an adventurer over the middle, but how much power will I have..."

"Are you going to lose?

"No. The Alliance Master is still gathering other adventurers, and the knights are gathering from within the King's City, so they won't be more disadvantaged than they are now"

So, where do you think we should head for relief? Or should we take this opportunity to head to the rescue of Garth or Bermelia?

Besides, there's something I'm worried about.

"Hey, no enemies came out of the Viscount's mansion somehow with underground space?

"Is this Viscount Alsando's residence? Yes, he said he turned the knight, but he said it was a stuffed shell."

"Hmm. That's suspicious the other way around."

(n)

Besides, if you don't have any enemies, wouldn't it be a chance to explore the underground facilities? That's what they thought of the Bandit Guild.

"... young lady. Will you leave the battle to the Knights and Adventurers to go to Viscount Alsando's residence? Even we are concerned about the whereabouts of Master Garth. If we do well, we can sell thanks to them."

"Okay."

Just what we want. I left the contact to the Count to Faith, and we decided to head straight to Viscount Alsando's mansion.

Even though Ayworth is an old man, he comes without difficulty to the former Rank A, Fran, who runs to face. While I heard from Fran about the pseudo-fanatical sword and so on, there was no way to make him breathe out.

The little old man with the bent hips who runs lightly is unusual in sight. It reminded me of an urban legend called Turbo Baba. Sometimes people are looking at each other differently.

The former Viscount Alsando residence was also on the edge of the South Side in the aristocratic district. Fighting does not yet appear to have occurred in this vicinity, as it is also out of place with the Marquis Ashtoner mansion and the Earl of Ormes mansion.

I hear explosions that seem to be magical objects from afar, as well as the hoarseness of the knights.

"This is the former Viscount Alsando residence."

The garden of the mansion, which had been abandoned for more than another month, was gradually stretching out the grass and starting to get rough little by little. In the courtyard guided by the face, flowers such as flowerbeds are withered and shriveled.

Viscount Alsando is supposedly supposed to have returned to the territory with a sickness cure on the surface. But there is widespread talk of losing skills to spot lies and working disrespect for the royalty, and many noblemen and people in the back society say they know the truth.

"Well, it was the Bandit Guild that spread the rumor,"

Nestled by the parents and children of Count Olmes, the bandits who rubbed off the mortal sins of them and their faction were numerous and said they were aiming for an opportunity to retaliate one day.

"As a result, they say Viscount Alsando is now pushed into a corner of the territory"

"Hmm."

Fran, you don't seem interested at all. It's definitely our fault he's in such a state, but no. I deserve it. More than that, now it's a prerequisite to look underground and do it.

"They say there's space directly beneath this."

"But you don't know how to get in? You don't even have a clue?

"Yes. The man who serves the rat also has no idea what path he was able to get into. There were slight holes and cracks somewhere, and the rat just accidentally got to the place."

"That rat user. Non has never existed, but what abilities?

"Uh, sure -"

The rat user, he said, can read the ability to sense where the rat is and the ability to take a light peek into the memory of the rat, plus the superficial thinking of the rat. However, the rat's intelligence itself is not very high, so he can't hear the details.

"What a useful story. If I crush this area with magic, I think I can destroy all the underground tunnels?

"No, just don't do that. Then you might even kill Master Garth."

"Is that true, too? That's a hassle."

This looks like we're gonna have to do something about it before Ayworth comes up with a stupid imitation.

'Hmm... you do have a lot of space. There is also more than one life force...... And this discomfort. There's a pseudo-fanatical sword for sure.'

(n)

I just don't know the exact number or anything. I don't think there are exactly 100 of them, either because they split up their troops to fight the Knights, but 10 or 20 would be light. If we get closer...... Digging holes in earth magic, sneaking up or something?

Using metastases makes it possible to get inside, but it's too dangerous to have to deal with countless soldiers manipulated by those pseudo-fanatical swords.

'No, if you shift and attack immediately before the opponent moves to drastically reduce the enemy's power...'

That's how I was thinking about it, and then Ayworth suddenly started chanting the art. And didn't you dig a giant hole in earthly magic?

"Hey, Mr. Ayworth! What!"

"Wouldn't it start if I fucked up here? If so, why don't we just find that underground space and do it?"

Peeping into the hole, it's very deep. Besides, I could see a light leaking out of the back of it. Maybe we're reaching a mysterious underground space.

Did you really think about digging holes in earth magic? But if you do this flashy, you can be sure!

"Did you get it? Well, it seems to have established a line against earthly sorcery, but it wasn't at a level that would prevent the sorcery of Nong."

Ayworth, who seemed annoyed and calmed down, threw something into the hole. And multiple. It was like a bottle, what the hell?

Fran asks Ayworth, who now starts blocking holes with earthwork.

"What's that?

"It's a specialty medicine. Vaporized and made to spread all at once."

Medicine? Poison? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Fran stared at Ayworth as he put his hand on me.

"It's not just the enemy who's here!

"Kuku. Don't stare. It's okay, no medicine has the ability to kill. Paralysis pills that cause severe pain in the skin, those that corrode only metals that work when in contact with the air, those that stimulate the magic centers of organisms and cause them to lose their magic rapidly."

"But..."

"Paralysis pills don't actually reduce life even if you have pain, and they are enough to give you limb paralysis. You will not die of magic exhaustion. Metal corrosion drugs have no effect on the human body. If you are a Dwarf with strong resistance to medicine, you cannot die first. But what I heard from the Lord on the road, it could be effective for soldiers ruled by swords."

Even though the former two use magic in the production process, it seems that the finished product itself is not a magic drug. Therefore, it was likely that the magic knockout effect of the pseudo-fanatical sword could not be dispelled. Magic depletion pills are magic pills, but they also seem deliberate.

"If we're going to prevent all of these three medicines, we're going to need the magic knockout and potential release state your Lord said. They'll drain you before the battle, so it won't go to waste."

……

'Well, I can't help but do it. Now let's wait for results rather than blame Ayworth'

(Mm...)

'More than that, don't get distracted. Worst case scenario, we could handle dozens of pseudo-fanatical swords!

"Mmm!"