I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

To the autopsy and annoying Ayworth, I gave him one body to shut him up. As for Fran, it was a "if you want it so bad, I'll give it to you" response, but Ayworth is thrilled.

He had lightly received the body handed to him as he ran and snuck it into his item bag.

"Kuku, I got a good sample. Perhaps this will lead to another study."

……

You still don't insult Fran, Ayworth.

Running a little as it is, the front is brighter. Looks like it's in the hall ahead. There is a massive feeling of a weak pseudo-fanatical sword reaction. This is the same tragedy that happened in the arsenal earlier.

"Dead bodies here, too."

"Destroyed?"

"No, a few of you are alive."

Even from here, I could feel the vitality for a few people.

Don't be alarmed.

(Mmm!)

Stepping into the hall, it was a slightly brighter room, similar in construction to the hall where the demonic staircase was installed. If it were meant to be, it would have been a heavy fight with a massive pseudo-fanatical sword......

Four swordsmen stand among about 20 bodies falling into the hall. Those who had poison resistance, etc., and those who prevented medicine by wind sorcery. But the magic is still already greatly diminished. Now's your chance!

"Fran! It's a pre-emptive attack!

"Mmm!"

As soon as I see him, Fran throws me. Accelerated by a mindfulness catapult, I destroyed every pseudo-fanatical sword in front of the woman's head.

'All right! Three left!

I tried to get back under the franc, and I failed. Apparently, it's already had a magic knockout effect.

But there's something to do.

"On!"

Ursi rushed up to me all at once, bit my pattern and threw it at Fran. As it is, Ursi progresses to the swordsman who was nearest him.

"We're almost there!

"Mmm! Ha!

Due to the wide hall, no magic knockout effect has arrived near the entrance. This meant that we could release the mindfulness catapult again.

The head of the swordsman and the pseudo-fanatical sword, who was fighting Ursi, were crushed by the mindfulness catapult, as if they had regenerated the sight earlier. Then, immediately, Ursi lifts me up and gives it to Fran.

Let's get rid of the rest of this. That's what I thought, but Ayworth interrupted that.

"Here. Leave one for Non."

"Mm."

I thought I'd ignore it, but if I scorn Ayworth here, I might run wild after this. If you think about it, you should do it with a little hope in mind.

Besides, one of the swordsmen came near me while I hesitated. You will have to distance yourself again to use the mindfulness catapult.

'I have no choice. We'll take this one and leave the rest to Ayworth. "

"Mm. Ursi, back!

"On!"

If you were out front poorly, Ayworth could attack every enemy. When Fran called Ursi back, he cut with the dwarf he was rushing over. It was a blow aimed at the neck muscle, but apparently it's a defense-specific type, putting up a powerful barrier and getting hit.

For that matter, he's not good at attacking. Fran slams the sword unleashed at the counter. Is this easier to wait for a suicide bomber?

Ayworth, watching it, walked out toward the remaining big man. The face is full of motivation.

"Hmm. I don't want to join Princess Black Thunder. Then this guy gets a non - Poison Fog."

――

"Oh! Is that a magic knock out? It really wiped away the poison fog created by magic! It's really interesting."

Grandpa, I'm sorry I'm happy for you, but are you okay? It would be overwhelmingly unfavourable to be able to seal the magic. But Ayworth remains full of joy.

Without upsetting the big man who approached me at once, he throws out more than one bottle removed from his nostrils. I guess he's planting an item bag or something inside the robe.

The moment the big man ripped the bottle off, an awesome explosion sounded. At the same time smoke and flames rise.

――

Fran was distancing herself from Dwarf, holding down her cat ears and making her eyes black and white. That was the sound of the explosion.

"Hmm. I still don't mediate magic, can't we put an end to the phenomenon caused by drug reactions"

Ayworth himself, who interrupted his companion Fran, unleashed even more sorcery with pleasure. It's a magic trick that freezes a wide area. But it is wiped out by the big man's pseudo-fanatical sword. An earlier explosion could have frightened him for a moment, but he still couldn't take him down.

"Uh-huh."

But Ayworth, as if he had been woven, nodded several times to unleash magic again. Now throw a bottle of medicine at the same time.

Naturally, the magic is dispelled, and the bottle smashed to the ground and broken just sprinkles the liquid inside around without any effect.

It just seems like you're wasting your time, but Ayworth seems to have Xing on board. I began to drool my own reflections with verabella early on.

"I see. Magic strikes don't seem like they can be so delicately targeted. Does it feel like everything in a certain area? Neither the poison fog from earlier, nor the magic from now on, had been wiped out until the effect of the place away from me. And the mere potion was turned into water…"

I have only tried it a few times and am uncovering the effects of magic knockout. Regrettably, it was surprisingly insightful.

Still, Ayworth, who lacks a decision-maker, has not been able to defeat his opponent. The big man was slashed by Ayworth again. Ayworth condemns the attack. Yes, it is. It's not like this grandfather can't make a melee. He had mastered skills such as fighting and cutting out. Inferior in status, but battle experience would be enormous.

Ayworth retrieves five medicine bottles again while dodging the attack by Hyoi Hyoi and the big man. And I dropped the bottle at my own feet. Naturally the bottle cracks and smoke erupts from inside.

It was smoke that they thought would wrap Ayworth and the big man around, but it was completely erased less than a second later. I guess all of that was magic medicine.

They knocked off the suicide-prepared attack, and it was supposed to be a huge pinch of absolute destiny - but... Ayworth's grin is no different from the first. No, it even seemed rather deepening.

Ayworth, with a fun-filled look on his heart, sticks his arm out toward the big man and spins his words.

- Eternal Coffin.

――……

What happened immediately after that was beyond our imagination.

'Huh?'

"Hmm? Why?

Oh, my God, you ice pickled the big man without the magic of Ayworth being overthrown.

No, well. Magic medicine that produced pre-used smoke. By daring him to put an end to it, he let the big man run out of magic. And I guess I activated magic slowly so that I couldn't use magic knockouts.

"Fran, I saw what's right now and figured out an easy way to take these guys down"

(Really?)

"Oh. After I use witchcraft, let him have an air knife extraction."

(Okay)

They use their own magic to overthrow magic. I should have known that, but I didn't realize I was going to use that phenomenon. This is my mistake.

'Let's go! Try to blow it off at best!

I simultaneously activate 10 shots of witchcraft, and I get rid of everything as I aim.

"Ha!

And Fran's air knife extraction cut off Dwarf's neck and pseudo-fanatical sword, which used up all his magic. Think about it, it was easy. With my magic power, even if it's somewhat inefficient, I should have let it run out of magic with my witchcraft thrust.

I know it would be different if they had dozens of them, but if they were a few, it would be easy to deplete their magic before my magic ran out.

'Huh. I can't help but be stunned by my bluntness. Well, now let's find Garth. Reflection is later. "

"Mmm."

"Hey, you don't mind if this big guy gets a non, do you?