"Sword? What is this place? Maybe someone buried him alive with this broken wall?
I look at the red and black swords I dug up and think about the events that may have been here before.
We came here through a small hole, but this passage probably used to lead somewhere.
But for some reason, it collapsed and became a hidden existence.
Maybe someone was there when it collapsed.
And buried alive.
Or maybe he dropped his sword and ran away desperately.
I don't know why the sword was left here, but anyway, it was buried here and found nobody in the dirt.
That's where I came. [M]
It was because I was a small child of my body that I came through that little hole.
I don't think such a coincidence is easy.
That's why I'm worried about the sword I found here, but I think it's a bad color.
The body of the metal sword is red and black.
The colour was as if the blood was sticky and discolored.
Could it have been left with blood on it?
It seems like a sword that feels kind of creepy.
(... blood)
"Huh? What, just now... Is it your fault?
That's when it happened.
When I picked up the sword buried in the dirt and held it in my hand, I felt like I heard something.
No, it can't be.
I kept watching the surrounding situation by gathering magic in my ears.
At least there wasn't any sign of anyone here.
(... I want blood, I want blood)
"What? I heard you again. It's not a voice, is it? Who are you? Where are you?"
I accidentally shouted.
Look around and check the surroundings using your vision.
But there's nobody here.
... you mean this guy?
Is it possible that this sword is the one you've been talking to me about?
My red and black sword.
I think he's talking to me.
Impossible, nothing.
It is not strange that there is a talking sword in the world.
I'm not even human, but I talk.
I don't understand, but it seems that Kyle's high spirits contract also manipulates the word.
In that sense, this sword may also speak.
However, I am not speaking with my mouth no matter how I think about it.
It may be something like [Remarks].
It seems that the Reed family speaks without using words.
Perhaps this sword has done the same thing.
"... that's interesting. Sometimes something like this happens. Fine, I'll give you my blood."
This sword is probably what I've been talking about. [M]
The sword wants blood.
It's a scary story to think normally.
But I decided to give this sword blood.
There is no reason.
I'm just saying it sounds interesting.
Maybe it's because I've been fighting for days in the labyrinth for the first time and I was getting nervous without even knowing it.
With the ease of trying, I decided to give the sword blood. [M]
Even so, I hated cutting my skin with this picked up sword.
Therefore, the tip of the hard tooth sword is pressed against the tip of the thumb to cut the skin and bleed.
The blood of the finger was rubbed against the body of the strange sword and adhered.
Blood! Living blood. More, give it to me, kid)
"Ah, you were the one who talked to me."
(You hear my thoughts. Quickly, give me more blood. More (more)
"I don't think so. If you want more blood, there are conditions. Tell me about you. Why do you want blood?"
(It will be decided. Magic. I am a magical sword that gains magic by rinsing with living blood. I don't know how long it's been since it was buried in the dirt here. The magic is at the bottom.)
The Magic Sword?
Isn't it a magic sword?
What's the difference?
Well, anyway, it seems to have the nature of sucking blood and holding up magic with a magic sword.
That means there may be less danger if you don't inhale blood.
... do you want to keep it?
As much as I can, I'm not going to keep giving my blood to something I don't know.
In the meantime, let's talk.
So I decided to talk to the strange sword I picked up in the labyrinth.