I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

Fran was mixed with the adventurers led by Eliante after his power was divided by the Earl of Baileys.

"Well, we're coming, too."

"Please. Eliante"

"I know. Then follow me, too, Princess Black Thunder."

"Mmm."

With the decree of Eliante, the Alliance Master, the adventurers rush out in unison. The core is Fran, Eliante and Corberto, but all 20 others would be above Rank D.

On the road, they give me information about the Rank A adventurer who sent me to Marquis Ashtoner's residence.

"I sent you to the Marquis' residence with a Westwind Sword."

"Westwind sword? Is this a party?

"Don't you know? A few elite parties led by Rank A Adventurer Zephyrd of the Heavenly Wall."

The adventurers around him have a stunned and frightened look at Fran for saying he doesn't know the name. I guess it's such a famous adventurer party.

The adventurers around give me details on a mouthful of mouths. The Westwind Sword seems to be a very powerful party, made up of rank B adventurers, except Zephyrd.

They say Zephyrd's ability as an individual is inferior to that of Falund and Amanda. However, as a party, it is the highest in the country and seems to be rated higher in stability than the solo Falls.

"And then you're usually famous for your common sense."

"Hmm? What do you mean?

It doesn't make sense at first, but it was explained and well understood. I don't care what you think about high-ranking adventurers. In it, common sense stands out the other way around.

"Falund, Amanda, and Ayworth. Besides, Fran, it's hard to say you're a common sense person, isn't it?

"Hmm?"

Fran is tilting his neck, but I had to snort. Well, I'd tell Eliante to put his own name in there. I guess that means no one knows who I am.

"Looking forward to seeing you."

(n)

The line reaches the Marquis Ashtoner residence while still maintaining a fairly fast rate of conversation that way. Heavy fighting was still taking place there.

"Looks like the Zephyrids aren't here, huh? I can't help it, we're all here at once."

"Wait. I got this place."

"Huh? Hey."

Fran blocked Eliante's words, and one accelerated.

"First, we disable the pseudo-fanatical sword."

"Mmm!"

I think I'm going to apprentice Ayworth here. No, I don't imitate just like sprinkling poison magic.

First, he tries to shoot one shot of witchcraft to try, and is struck down as he aims. After all, I guess they don't see their opponent's witchcraft and knock it off, they keep activating the power of magic knockout all the time.

'Okay, I can go with this!

"Mmm."

What you use is magic, or healing magic, that doesn't harm your allies when activated. Increase the range by allowing excessive magic.

I just can't cover all the huge gardens I can call gardens, but if I used them while traveling, I could cover quite a range.

We continued to activate ranged healing magic as we drove around the battlefield at high speeds. And make sure that most of the enemies in this neighborhood have used up their magic.

There may be some safe guys, but with this one's power, there's no problem with a few of them.

"The guys in this garden are out of magic already!

"Eliante! You can use magic and skills now!

"Huh?"

When Fran showed them using magic in front of a bewildered Eliante, they acted fast.

At Eliante's command, the adventurers turn to their enemies simultaneously. Along with the surviving knights, he annihilated the swordsmen parasitized by pseudo-fanatical swords.

But Fran's expression doesn't clear. We rushed to the end of the pseudo-fanatical sword for a reason.

(Master, what are the signs in the mansion?

"There he is!

There was an unusual presence in the mansion. But the Eliantes didn't seem to notice. Fran has not been able to feel it either. I guess it's the same kind of mysterious disgust that only I can detect.

But at the next moment, Eliante and the others change their complexion, too. Powerful magic emanated from inside the mansion. pressure enough for Fran to change her complexion. The adventurers and knights just noticed this, too.

It was right after that.

Do-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!

With a tremendous roar, something pops up through the mansion walls.

"Gu......!

It was one man wounded all over his body. Green hair and a man-smelling face peek from between the crushed full faces. It's not just the helmet. The holes were drilled as if all the metal armor that had been worn had melted everywhere, and a lot of blood was spilling out.

Look at the man, Eliante speaks up.

"Zephyrd!"

Oh, my God, this half-dead man was a Rank A Adventurer!

Ability is awesome indeed. He seems to be a shield specialist warrior, and has a level 7 shield sacrament. Other than that, there are plenty of skills to increase defense, such as barrier systems and physical enhancement systems.

The offense is low, but as long as this man is around, most attacks will be prevented. A rank A adventurer with such a defensive specialty, dying? What the hell did you fight?

"Gi, Gilmouth... or...?

"Greater Heels!"

Fran heals with magic. But one shot didn't go all fast. A few rounds of Greater Heels are then used to manage to restore Zephyrd.

"... he's a monster"

"Guy?"

"Everyone was killed by him! Coming!"

Is it remorse or fear? Is it despair? Zephyrd skews his face and screams. The voice had no rank A adventurer majesty whatsoever.

"It's Marquis Ashtoner!