I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

Winning the game, Fran was walking down the aisle to pull him up to a special viewing seat.

After using Flash Rapid Thunder, his magic and health are quite depleted. I would have taken quite a bit of damage as well. I'd like to give him a break at the inn if possible, but gathering information on the game is also important.

You should decide to give him a good rest tomorrow and make him grow up while watching the game today.

I asked Fran, who walked silently, what I cared about in the Battle of Mordred.

"Hey, Fran. Can I ask you one thing?

"What?"

"How did you sense the metal sphere that Mordred was manipulating in the lava? The magic was covered up, and the signs were hard to grasp, weren't they?

"Something billy?

"Billy?"

"Mmm."

Even if they say billy...... So you're saying you detected something in the wild? Or is there something else?

"Billy ~. Can you give me a little more detail?

"Mm-hmm. There was a little bit of magic billy I used left in the sphere."

"Ho ho?

Billy with Fran's magic, it would be thunderous magic.

Apparently, that magic lingered on the metal sphere when it prevented thunderbolt magic. It could mean it was charged.

The slightest thunderbolt attribute appears to have been captured by the sensation of Flan sharpened with flashing lightning. The fact that Black Tian Tiger has a high affinity for the thunderous attribute would also not be irrelevant.

Do you think I can handle this if I try too?

"Nevertheless, even if I didn't join the war, you could have won."

"Mmm."

Last year, when I fought Corberto, a rank B adventurer of my own, it was a triumph for me to help and use my physical invalidity.

That is the victory of Fran alone this time. I could feel Fran's growth.

However, Fran has a face that doesn't float anywhere.

'... do you regret it?

"Mmm..."

'Well, they're veterans. There are parts of you that can't help but take the lead'

"I know. But regrettably. Besides, I was a little on track. Better luck next time."

Although the last one came out, it remained flirting with Moldred until then.

It's not just clever, it's a game haul that even foresees the character of enjoying Fran's battle.

In a way it was all a vortex, and until the last Volcanic Gazer it was moved exactly as Moldred was aiming.

Maybe I had several simulations done in advance and multiple plans to do this if Fran moves like this.

Though I won, frankly, it seemed like an unwanted game.

"It was amazing."

"Right."

Flash Lightning, Sword Divination, Dimensional Magic, Sword King moves. If we use them to give them all we can, it's possible we could have won the game in seconds.

But in the end, it's a push. If a veteran with the same level of power was opponent, it might not work. At least, you won't win easily.

And I knew someone like that.

"Diaz is worse than that."

"Mmm."

I can't even work out what to do. However, it would be a huge experience for us to have been able to fight Moldred here. We need to take advantage of this victory in the future.

As I walked that way, I heard some noise ahead.

"Sorry!

"Shit! If you were enough to apologize, you wouldn't be kidding me from the start!

Adventurers and someone are rubbing it. At first glance, the adventurer side seems bad, but it is the dude who is grounded that the soldier who rushed is angry.

Maybe it's a solicitation for the Kingdom of Charles. As they taught me in the guild, they were making noise in the people.

The humans in the Kingdom of Charles were not reflecting, although they were cautious as the humans in the guard were irritated. Whatever, all the words of apology are lies. I would be willing to continue to solicit.

"Fran, we're gonna get past this before you get involved."

(Okay)

I wonder what the human purpose of the Kingdom of Charles really is. The guards look messed up because of these guys. Wouldn't it be banned one of these days?

Back in the game seat, the game hasn't started yet. Mordred turned the entire playing field into lava, and Fran put it away.

However, I was almost ready. There were several magicians who could use earthly magic, and they proceeded to set the ground and stage. The handiwork was pretty good.

That's how the second game started......

"It's settled. Ah! Mercenary Biscott took the victory with a bright blow!

"It's over"

Biscott ended it with a second kill. I couldn't check anything out of that move or tactic of war. Well, I can't help what I couldn't see.

More than that, it's the next game. The matches there between the unnamed players are over and a must see match is coming for us.

I hear Fran knows that, too. When I filled in the rice and snacks, I let go of my hand from the urchin I was moffing. Stretch your spine and stare quietly at the arena.

Whatever, the next match card is Sibula and Corberto.

"Here we are, Rank B Adventurer, Corbertovo the Iron Claw! I'm talking about falling out of the Demitris stream gateway, what the hell kind of battle would you show me! WW1 was almost instantaneous, but what about next!

Exactly. Don't you use the negative word "broken gate"? Still, I would love to observe carefully how Corbelt fights with the Demitris stream gone.

"Against, red-haired mercenary Sibula! Like Colberto, WW1 showed a stunning instant kill play! Come on, how far can you approach a Corberto player!

If you listen to that commentary and the audience's reaction, you can clearly see that Sibula is being treated in an understated way. The treatment of anonymous mercenaries must be something like this.

However, they seem to feel differently. Sibula leaks laughter, including funny, and Corberto stares at Sibula with a harsh look.

If you get to Corbelt's level, you'll know what Sibula's capable of. The magic that began to be worked out in its body would be a testament to maximum vigilance.

"Corberto, from the beginning, all the best?

"Oh, maybe"

"Sibula is naughty with me."

At first, we'll see how it goes. Well, what happens.

'Now, let the game begin!