I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

The Spirit's hand, unlike its name, did not take the form of a hand. It's like manipulating a more amorphous mass of force, that's the image.

I'm just not confused.

The Spirit's hands were close to mindfulness. I think I can handle this.

Spirit perception is also perfectly maintained. Thanks, once I successfully detected the Spirit, they made it possible to recognize the Spirit.

I feel that the frequency fits well. I can see the edges just by focusing lightly.

I moved the Spirit's hand and touched the edge just a little bit. Sure, it looks like you can touch it. I'm not even freaking out to the extent that I touched it lightly, but if I can put my strength into the hands of the Spirit, can I handle it?

"You can break this, can't you?

"Yeah, please."

'All right!'

I put my strength into the hands of the Spirit and tried to cut off the edge between Weena Lane and Lane...

"Shit!"

It doesn't work at all. I couldn't even scratch it slightly. Besides, I can see that the magic I got from Ursi decreases with tremendous momentum.

I thought Mr. Annunciation was worried about this!

"Good luck!

"To save Lane, please..."

Weena Lane, who has been silent for a long time now, opened her mouth.

Maybe he kept his mouth shut all the time in order not to disturb our concentration. But at last, they can't stand it.

'If this happens, do your best!

I wouldn't be able to afford to be watching things.

I concentrated my remaining power in the hands of the Spirit. At the same time, we work out evil together.

"Guru......"

Oh, this is a shitty one.

The moment I worked out my evil, a chill ran down my spine. They're going to say you don't have spines, but it's sensory.

His spirit trembled, and he was struck by a sensation of uncleanness.

Truth is, I've felt it several times before.

When you use too much force to break or when you eat fanatics together. Every time you are in such a critical situation, you are struck by this cold.

I mean, I guess it still sucks.

"Of evil, because of...?

"We have recalculated the efficiency of dispersion of damage caused by evil. It also reduces the effects of evil."

'Is it possible?

"Yes. Individual names/masters should concentrate on using skills"

Shortly after Mr. Annunciation told me that. As she declares, the chills I was feeling are relieved at once.

"Thank God!

As soon as the burden was relieved, I put my natural power into the hands of the Spirit.

"Noooo!

All right! The connection, which didn't change a millimeter until just now, has begun to be distorted by the Spirit's hands!

Since there is no entity on the edge, there is no particular sound. But I felt like I could hear the noise of a mess or a mistletoe.

In the image of a rag squeeze, grip the knot on the edge and twist it up.

And it was an even more powerful moment.

The edges are lightly shattered, as the struggle I had just had is a lie. No, that's also my discretionary image, where the power of losing an entity just scattered into fine grains.

I guess the interference of my spiritual hands outweighed the intensity of the edges.

"Okay. Ahhh! What do you say, Lane, Weena Lane!

I immediately checked the condition of the lanes.

……

……

Is that it?

Both Lane and Weena Lane remain silent. True face, standing up.

also, could it be a failure? But you did destroy the edge, didn't you?

"Hey, hey. Both of you?

I tried to speak up again, that's when.

"... disappeared"

"... right"

The lanes squeal.

Short, just a word of whining. But I guess there's a feeling of universality in there.

Joy, loneliness, loneliness, liberation, pity, hope. We don't understand, it's thousands of years of thoughts that only the Lanes can understand.

And tears quietly conveyed the cheeks of Weena Lane. Beautiful high elves tear quietly, with mystery and quiet.

But we couldn't afford to look like that.

A tremendous amount of magic was beginning to emanate from Weena Lane's body.

While its magic is similar to that of Wiener Lane, it is not exactly the same. And I was certain it wasn't under the control of Weena Lane.

Normally, the magic just released dissolves into the atmosphere by spraying clouds. But this magic was different.

"Lane... I'll give it back"

"Yeah. Thanks, Weena"

I could see a vast amount of magic being drawn to the lane.