I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

After seeing Zephyrd's death, Fran was unable to move. He said fatigue and drowsiness erupted all at once. I guess I was able to forget my fatigue thanks to the adrenaline being out during the fight.

But now that the tension in the battle had subsided, fatigue was outweighing excitement. Too much fatigue builds up, I guess my body wants rest. He is rubbing his eyes tightly.

"Munyu..."

"Are you okay, Fran?

"... go... su"

"Oops."

"Shh..."

I totally fell asleep. If you rush to take your falling body by your meditation, let it sleep gently on the ground as it is. You're sleeping with a pretty face.

"Hmmm. What shall I do..."

The battle is not over yet. From the direction of the royal castle, a tremendous amount of magic had been felt. There was too much distance to grasp perfectly, but it seemed that there was a presence that emitted great magic alongside the Marquis of Ashtoner in a state of potential liberation. Besides, that's what I can feel more than once.

It would not be irrelevant to hear the ground sounding at times and the ground shaking slightly. The battle is going on.

"When this happens, it's rather good that Fran fell asleep"

Fighting powerful enemies in their present state is suicidal. But Fran will challenge the fight. To protect the King's capital.

'Nevertheless, I didn't know that the price of Fran's potential liberation was to fall into irreparable...'

It is also a question of how long. If it's about a few hours, I might be able to use it somehow. That's what you use only for a moment, and if you instantly kill your enemies, you won't even be driven to death.

But the fact that you have to use potential liberation to win means that the strength of that enemy is considerable. I don't think I can kill you instantly.

And if you fight long enough, Fran shouldn't be the only one. If you can't recover in that state, your chances of dying will jump.

It doesn't matter if the irrecoverability is for a few minutes or so, but it's pretty dangerous for a few days. I don't think it's going to be just for the rest of my life, but it was conceived that it would remain impactful for months.

I can't even try it out on the loose. After all, liberating potential was dangerous. If an organism becomes a body that will never recover when used, it needed to be prepared to risk its life exactly when used.

A special being like me, a willing inorganic object, must have been the only thing I could do at a payback of demonic stone values.

If I'd gone like that, Fran might have died. No, he would have died if Zephyrd hadn't been here. Just thinking about it gives me emotions that I'm not sure what it is. I want to squirm my head with words that don't make sense. My impudence or helplessness makes me hate and resent and I can't help it.

I'll never think of that again. To do this, we need to be stronger.

When I was so determined on Fran's back, I saw Fran sleeping on the ground and Corberto rushed up.

"Fran? Hey, you okay?

"Shh... Shh..."

"Keep it shut, Corbelt. You mean you're tired enough not to get drowsy, right?

"Ah, oh. Right. Nevertheless..."

"What's the matter with you?

"No, if I try this, I don't think I'm the adventurer who defeated that monster."

"Well, right"

Eliante and Corberto stare at Fran, who sleeps with an unusual sleeping face.

Corberto looks delicate. He realized once again the difference in power from himself. But he looks like a child still young. I guess it's complicated a lot.

But now I seem to recall that this is not the case if you are doing this. I squeezed my expression and stared in the direction of the feeling of great magic.

"So, what do you want to do now?

"Let Fran and Zephyrd be guilds first"

"Yes."

Eliante carries Fran and Corberto carefully moves with Zephyrd's body. I'm glad Eliante didn't try to take me off the franc.

"You've done too much damage..."

"Right."

Eliante's whining would be directed more at human harm than objects.

The battle at the Marquis Mansion alone killed nearly 30 adventurers above the middle and also lost the life of Zephyrd, a rank A adventurer. Fran, who relies on him militarily, is in a coma. Moreover, fighting is still ongoing in the King's City.

"This is not where Zephyrd's husband lightly..."

"That's what adventurers are for. I don't know when or where wild drools will die. Compared to that, Zephyrd looks satisfied."

"I guess so..."

"I have taken the vengeance of my companion for over 30 years."

Apparently, the Zephyrids' party had been acting as a member together for 30 years. He seemed closer to his family than to his companions.

Maybe it wasn't a bad time for Zephyrd.

"He said it wasn't bad... It would be nice if we all survived."

"If only we could all survive. But I can't do that to that monster. You know what I mean? And it's tough to lose people and survive on your own."

"Ah...... Speaking of which, Gilmouth... Excuse me."

Corberto, hearing Eliante whine, bows his head as he was frightened.

"... only one person here was helping me, so I lost my temper to live and lost my life early after repeated unscrupulous requests."

"... but you're still alive..."

"Hehe. Because there was so much..."

That's what Eliante says, smiling lonely.

"It's hard when you lose your people, but then it's hard. After a lifelong retreat. When I was eating unflavored wheat porridge in a fortress overflowing with wounded soldiers, I suddenly burst into tears and couldn't stop... You realized that after all the noisy mealtime conversations, everyone was finally gone."

"... but still you are getting back on your feet. Even Zephyrd's husband..."

"Maybe. It's just that in our case, it wasn't wiped out, it was survived by some. We could lick each other's wounds. Without them, I wouldn't even be alive right now. I really appreciate that."

"I've been wondering. Why from a mercenary to an adventurer? You could have gone on with the mercenaries with your surviving companions, right?

Does that mean Eliante used to belong to a mercenary regiment and was nearly wiped out? Then they turned to adventurers. So I went up to Gilmouth, so I guess I'm still not the only one.

"In fact, aren't your people still mercenaries? And this time, it helped me."

"Solo adventurers can carry them all by themselves, can't they?

"Really?

"That's what I thought... Well, what I found out is that I can't refuse to connect with people as long as I live, and I'm going to end up carrying a lot of things."

"... Do you still want to die?

"Come on, what do you think? But sometimes I dream. Don't retreat that day, I wonder what would have happened if I had put a special attack on the Red Knights of the Reids Kingdom with my people..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, I don't neglect my perimeter vigilance. On the road, many knights and adventurers were seen in the town working together to evacuate people. Not only that, but there are also figures of alchemists carrying massive amounts of magic drugs. I guess the Earl of Baileys' instructions were passed on.

There was also the appearance of the stabbed enemy of the pseudo-fanatical sword, but Eliante and Corberto collaborate to defeat it. But it was when the Adventurer Guild was visible.

……

What? Something with tremendous magic appeared throughout the Wang capital. That number could be close to 100. The existence of that mystery could be felt right around us.

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

Shortly afterwards, a tremendous flame erupts from the back of the alley, blowing away the knights who have become crippled.

"Shit. Corberto, I'll have Fran, please!

"Yes!"

It was the swordsman manipulated by the pseudo-fanatical sword who appeared to follow the knights whose entire bodies carburized. But things are not right. The magic you can feel is too great.

And after appraising the condition, I was in a state of war.

"Divine Sword Open......"?

Oh, my God, it was labeled divine sword open in pseudo-fanatical sword status. Moreover, its host is poorly equipped. It was the ability of Marquis Ashtoner before he unleashed his potential.

I know it won't last long. Anyway, the vitality continues to diminish due to tremendous momentum, which won't last three minutes.

But that also means you can move as you please for less than three minutes. What if this guy goes wild?

"Awwwwwwwwwwwww!

And to support my concern, the swordsman began to unleash sword moves and sorcery indiscriminately. I don't even think I have a purpose anymore. It just seemed like he was trying to scatter destruction until his life ran out.

'What to do...! No, if you don't protect Eliante, Fran will grieve! Damn!'