I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

"And that means you guys. I'm sorry, but shouldn't I miss it?

Sorry about the mouth and other special wins, but the atmosphere is not dusty. Instead, the way he glanced at me with those sharp eyes just seemed threatening.

'Dude...... I don't know why... What do we do?'

(I can't stop Demitris, Sibula and Nighthardt at the same time)

"That's right."

There's no way you can stop what you've done. I think it would be best to let them go without doing anything, if the damage would just get worse anyway.

Besides, Demitris won't be the man who gets his grandson targeted and shuts up. Instead, I think it would be better for Kranzel to send it out to Reids and let it rumble......

"It's Diaz. What about your lord?

"Ha... I don't even think you're making a big deal out of Reids. Instead, it's pitiful of Laidos to be swept away. Besides, you can't tell the adventurers to die for nothing, can you?

I'm not gonna kill you.

"Half-kill, no drastic loss of power."

Diaz seems to be making the same decision. It might actually be Diaz who knows the most about Demitris' horrors in this.

I guess that means you can't commit the stupidity of turning to your enemies. The other adventurers who heard Diaz's words are also expressions of relief.

I guess they were also horrified that they didn't have to tell their opponents to fight Rank S.

But some people don't think so.

"Don't be ridiculous! Can you admit that!

He was a nobleman who was busted by Demitris earlier. He looked so high, he ran down to the stage.

In the first place, lending a hand to spying for a hostile state would be a crime, both legally and. It was the right thing to do in a way.

"Hey! Demitris! What will happen to your grandchildren and disciples if you remain on their side! You're gonna regret this!

As the nobles look sideways at Hilt and Nilfe, they scream. Demitris was so adorable to her grandson. This would be the strongest threat in a way.

Then Demitris said it off without even being a nickel.

"Right. So the Kranzel kingdom turns the knots against the enemy? Take this demitris."

"... Huh!

A nobleman exposed to Demitris' killing retreated with a blue face. And he remembered the horror of the old man in front of him.

What we are here is an individual who should not turn to the most adversary in the world. It is one of them. It is a monster, capable of overturning the will of a nation on its own. If you get hostile, it won't be a problem for him alone.

"Ahhh..."

A nobleman pokes his knees and gasps. So, you must have lost interest in the nobility.

A force that only threatens and drools the head of the person who carried the nation. I feel like a young deserter here is superb...

"Demitris, cool"

"Hey, Fran! You can't imitate that!

Seeing transcendents who are capable of dealing with even the state with one of their own strengths, they have admired it.

Demitris moved her right arm gently, sideways with a pale face trembling aristocracy.

"Hmm."

"Yikes!

After acting in such a way as to grab a space with nothing, pull back. Then Nilfe's body jumped through the universe, and it was delivered into Spot Demitris's arms.

"Nilfe would be better off coming with Non. You get it?

"Yes, sir"

Going with Demitris means going to the Reids kingdom, right? Nirfe accepted that lightly.

I don't dislike it. Instead, he even looked horrified that he didn't have to be left behind. Nilfe, maybe he was actually a super grandpa and kid.

"Hey, Grandpa..."

"Don't worry. In the first place, there is no safer place in the world than in Non's arms. Whew, Nilfe."

"Yeah!"

Unlike Nilfe, the other granddaughter I can't laugh at.

"Grandpa! Are you insane!

"I don't care what you say. But are you serious? I don't think so, like a chance to cross to Reids."

"But......! What do the disciples do!

"Non descends from the throne of the lord of the genre! Your lord will succeed you and become the new lord!

Demitris took something out of his nostalgia and threw it at Hilt. Is that a plate of metal?

"After that, it's up to me. As I said before, it's all up to you to fold up the genre or whatever. I won't have a single cut or hand in the future."

"Oh, that's..."

Hilt's eyes only looked at Corbelt for a moment. Immediately his gaze was returned to Demitris, but Hilt says nothing more.

There's only one thing, just exhale and drop your shoulders.

"... ha. You have no choice."

"Your face is broken, huh?

"We don't do it slightly or anything!

"And the country will say something, but like that response, too. Do you want to meet, or do you want to fight? It's up to you."

Even though I am going to have a lot of trouble because of myself, it is as if I were another HR. I can make you understand that the reputation you were hearing before we met wasn't a mistake.

It was Sibula who made such a worrying statement to Demitris about the Hilts.

"Grandpa, is that okay? So have I abandoned my position, but if your disciples are held hostage..."

I don't mind.

"No, no, you don't mind?

"Unlike Nilfe, they're warriors on the other end. I'll do something about myself. If you can't, until then."

That's Spartan! No, it's a natural way of thinking in this world. Fran's the type to think this way, too.

From me, the high-ranking adventurer is a troubled old man who is unattended and unpredictable in his actions, as if he embodies the theory that all freaks, but Fran has always turned his admirable eyes.

I guess that figure that screws everything down with pure strength alone and lets me through is, in a sense, Fran's ideal itself.

"Well, let me go. It's Sibula. It's faster to get out of the top, but can you lords?

"No problem."

Demitris kicks the void, jumps up. They seem to be releasing their minds and achieving close proximity to air leaps.

In addition, Sibula and two of his men slowly rose. This must be Sibula's move.

"Then Non et al go. What, it doesn't mean to give to the Reids kingdom. I'm just going to look at his country. Don't worry about it."

That, the guy who has no peace of mind at all! Well, I'm just lucky that Sibula, Demitris and Nighthardt turned to the enemy and there was no damage on this spot.

The adventurers, the soldiers, they don't move. If I pull it off poorly here and get into contention, I guess it's because I know it sucks.

If I had thought about that, Fran would have stepped forward and yelled at Demitris.

"Demitris! I won!

"Mm, lady..."

"Promise to bet! What are you gonna do?