I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

After the game between Hilt and Nighthardt. We were coming to see Nighthardt.

It's not that close, and I thought I'd stop it at first. However, even though he was resurrected, the way he died was quite shocking.

I just wanted to make sure it was okay. I'd like to ask you something.

But just before entering the infirmary, I run into Nighthardt, who opened the door and came out.

"Nighthardt. Are you okay now?

"Oh, is that Lord Fran? Could it be for me?

"Mmm."

"Thank you for that. But it's okay now."

Nighthardt's voice looks really fine. I felt an extremely calm voice color. He didn't have much shock when he died that his head would blow up. Is this also a loss of experience?

If I were in this state, I'd be able to ask what I cared about.

"Hey."

"What is it?

"Captain, did you stop?

"Were you listening..."

"Mmm."

To be exact, I was listening. Apparently, it's true. Nighthardt's voice sinks slightly, but he immediately returns it with a bright voice.

"Ha. Well, that means it's time to give up your seat in the back. Because of my age, I've been slowing down lately."

It was a nighthardt to say the most apparent reason, but it was all a lie. They have other reasons.

"Really?"

"Yeah, it's true."

I guess there are a lot of circumstances, and maybe that's why I don't really want to talk about it.

I care, but Fran isn't close enough to Nighthardt to force him to tell me what's hidden.

In the first place, I was concerned about the story of quitting the regiment leader, not because I was worried about Nighthardt, but about Eliante, who was taken care of in the king's capital, and the other members of the regiment.

In the end, we could only talk about things that were not obvious. Just at the end, he uttered words of encouragement as if Nighthardt had remembered trying to leave with his back turned.

"The day after tomorrow, there will be a lot of things, but good luck"

"You too."

"Yeah, of course. Bye."

By all things, do you mean the expected fierce battle? Or were you aware of Hilt's thoughts on Corbert and referring to the various intertwined causes?

Well, the last encouragement, you meant it.

The next day. Tomorrow's the finals, but we were out of town.

"Fran, are you sure you're okay?

"Mm-hmm. Let's go."

The truth is, you should rest your body in case of tomorrow. Using the divine attribute, the drain of a fierce battle cannot be cured in just a few days.

But Fran started saying he wanted to go outside. It is to sharpen its own sense of battle before the battle against Hilt, and even to confirm new powers.

In particular, I would like to confirm two points.

One is mastery of physical manipulation skills, which has newly increased levels. This is a superior skill capable of strengthening all statuses, integrating the skills of various physical enhancement systems.

As it stands, the only way to combat Hilt in a state that uses Demitris Stream Deep Righteousness and Heaven is to use potential liberation.

So we decided to raise the level of physical manipulation. However, I just suddenly made it a level max and it doesn't make sense if I can't use it.

In the meantime, I decided to raise the level by two and see how it went.

One more thing I'd like to make sure of is my protection. In my battle with Sibula, I learned how to use God's protection.

At that time I only drew on the power of God's protection of chaos, but it was also imperfect, and God's protection of wisdom was still unconscious.

Then it seemed to me that if I learned how to use the power of protection, it would be a bit of a bottom up of my strength. There may be other better ways to use it, such as the Blessing of the Sword God.

For those verifications, we came to an undead exorcism outside of town. It would be just right for the person who tried it out.

"On!"

"Ursi, did you find it?

"On!"

Undead - nothing beats Ursi's nose, especially if you're looking for a zombie. They'll discover it soon, even if it's out of our range.

Walking in the woods with Ursi's lead, he was immediately discovering the intended opponent.

"There he is."

"A few of them, just right"

"First, I'll do it. Okay?"

'Okay. But don't be impotent.'

"Mmm."

That's how I did the commissioning of the physical manipulation skills that I leveled up against the Warcraft opponent, but this doesn't work very well.

The other guy's too cluttered, he'll kill you instantly. I wasn't exactly the right person.

The speed has definitely increased, but has not been confirmed at all in terms of arm strength, motion vision, etc. For Fran, it's not much different than slashing a curly straw, and I guess I can't help it.

"I'd prefer someone a little stronger."

'Um, I don't really want to force it, but that's just it. Then there's no point... Ursi, can you find someone who looks a little stronger?

"Off"

All Ursi said was "Let's try," he barked lightly. And when you meditate your eyes to concentrate, you start to twinkle your nose out toward heaven and make it crack.

A dozen seconds later, Ursi opened her eyes cuttingly.

"On!"

Turning north, I can roar confidently. They sensed an undead that looked really strong.

"Ursi, wow"

'Well done! I need guidance!

"On!"

That's how I started to run, but it was farther than I imagined, and I ran for nearly five minutes. I've crossed one small mountain.

'Dude, is it this far?

"On!"

"What the hell - this!

Finally, I can sense their presence, too. I see, a rather disastrous magic has been emitted.

'You're at the end of this mountain. We're going to be careful from here.'

"Mmm."

Isn't this a little too strong for you to try out? At least, there seems to be a rank C.

Well, if it doesn't work, you'll just have to run away with the metastasis. If I deal with a strong enemy here and it wears out, I'm going to fall for it.

"Well, what kind of warcraft are they?"