I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

"Well, let's top the curry with fish fries today"

"Mmm! Fish is delicious too"

"On!"

"What's the hardest thing about this body is that you can't eat."

Fenrill sighs as he stares at the francs cheeking the curry looking delicious. Well, I don't even know how that feels. The francs eat gohan like it really tastes good.

Even I'm a little jealous that I've lost my appetite for becoming a sword body. I guess Fenrill, a phantom, is also inspired by his appetite.

"... huh?

"On"

Finishing a lavish meal I can't imagine being a demonic realm, Frans, who was drinking tea, stopped moving. And stare north of the plain.

"You're getting closer."

"And in a straight line."

There's a big magical presence coming this way.

At first I thought a strong warcraft was raging, but I ignore the area and other things and come straight south. Thanks, it didn't seem like it was just a warcraft or anything.

"Fran, be careful!

"Mmm!"

"Gal!"

Fran and Ursi get up so they can deal with it at any time. Me too, at worst, I'll need to interrupt the analysis. I don't know what that will do, but Fran is our top priority.

"Hmm?"

"On?"

But we were immediately relieving that tension. It's not like they're gone or anything. I simply found out that the Lord of Signs knew each other.

With the distance approaching, I knew exactly who the Lord of Signs was.

"Amanda?"

Yes, it was Amanda, a rank A adventurer, who was coming this way at an awesome rate. Looks like you're doing everything you can. For this minute, you'll be here in a few minutes.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, I can see Amanda running down the plain.

I guess I found this one over there at the same time I saw this one.

"Hurrrrrrrrrrrr!

You're waving a mecha hand. Amanda increased her speed even more when she discovered what Fran looked like.

Amanda and Fran's goblins were shattered by wind magic. Fran, who saw it, raised her sad voice for some reason.

"Ahhh! Nose bending!"

"Own!"

Oh, is that goblin Fran and Ursi's eternal rival, the nostrils? Anything, I don't think it's a goblin, he's going to sniff through the Frans' stalking. I would have liked to have increased the clandestine accuracy and monitored it from a distance.

"Ugh, nostrils..."

"Huh? Huh?

"Amanda's idiot"

"Huh? Why...?

Amanda is a wolf. It's been a long time since I've seen you again, and I guess I imagined an inspiring allekore. But all of a sudden, Fran starts screaming at his hands and feet. Besides, I was pissed off at the end of the sentence.

"Oh, I'm sorry?

Amanda lowers her head when she doesn't know why she's angry.

Fran saw that, too, and he accepted that he had no choice. Well, they're goblins.

"Forgive me?

"... Enough, enough"

"Thank you, Fran!

"Mugu."

Amanda, who looked thrilled, jumped on Fran and hugged her. Fran makes a weird voice in the form of burial in the valley of his chest. Afterwards it is a cheeky & chewy attack on the cheek.

It's been a long time since we broke up before. I wouldn't have any choice but to get somewhat enthusiastic. If Amanda were a man, she'd just ignore the analysis and hit the highest-powerful attack.

"Fran! Your sister's here. She's fine now!

Next, Amanda declares with a crisp face. But Fran doesn't know what it's about.

"What do you mean?

"Because Fran said he wouldn't go back to the Devil Wolf Plains. Didn't something go wrong?

"None"

Hi, looks like Fran was missing.

"But he came out to train me," he said.

"I don't think you've been caged forever."

If an adventurer does his training in a demonic environment close to town, he says it's normal to go back to town in a few days. Because if you waste the material you get, you won't be able to do it, and there are food and other problems.

However, they do not pose a problem for Fran with dimensional storage. Well, it would be the same as Dungeon Attack. It's hard for ordinary adventurers to stay in dungeons and demons for long periods of time, but Fran makes it possible.

"Even in Aretha's guild, Nell was worried that Fran wasn't coming home, so I came to make sure."

"Nell knows about dimensional storage"

"Fran, be a little more aware of your awesomeness"

The art of dimensional storage exists in space-time magic, but it's usually not as convenient as we are. Even I used storage in the first place, but I hardly ever used it.

Because dimensional storage is more high-performance. It can be activated instantly, with a large entrance and an overwhelming capacity. And time doesn't go on inside. Well, that's why it's a specialized skill, naturally.

If we think of storage as a standard, we can't accommodate something as big as us, or a lot of it. Besides, if you're not an extra user, time passes.

"And this is a Class A enchantment, right? No matter how strong Fran is, he'll be worried if he doesn't come back for a month. Well, Gilmouth was laughing."

Amanda, too, thought something might have happened and rushed to the Devil Wolf Plains.

"Besides, there's no master, and I thought something unforeseen must have happened. Master, what's wrong? The magic at all..."

Amanda's in pain. She's looking at me. Actually, while I'm being plugged into the altar, they're going to make my presence barely perceived by the others. So I guess from Amanda it looks like a demon sword that has lost its power.

He's asking Fran, with a face that sounds hard to hear. No, if you knew about my relationship with Fran, you'd be hard to hear. It's like asking why your partner died.

However, I have already talked to Fenrill about how far I can explain to Amanda.

'Can I say thank you for worrying about me? Or don't break it on your own, huh?

"Huh? Master, are you okay? I don't know..."

"This pedestal is derived from the divine blacksmith who made me, but while he's stabbing me here, he won't let my powers leak outside."

"Heh, that's awesome. But a divine blacksmith? A master, could it be a divine sword?

'Ha ha, no, no. It's just a blacksmith's sword. "

I'm not lying. I'm not a godsword right now.

"I'm doing my master's restoration here"

It seems there are many functions on this pedestal.

"Repair, is something wrong?

Exactly, it was Fenrill's view that we can't talk about Fenrill or God. So he decided to push Hermela, a divine blacksmith, forward and explain that she was in my maintenance.