Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

- Kiddin.

My sword and Schmini's sword overlapped and sounded like that.

A specially crafted weapon of the vampire Vampire, Blood Weapon (Sun Alum).

A dark demon sword that can tear anything apart if you exert its full power.

What a vampire "Vampire" blacksmith can use the blood of a user to make it so that it can be stored in its body and also accommodate its special abilities.

Schmini's, it felt so nostalgic.

I used to watch him wield it next door, reliably.

Fight together and make our grief come true.

Now...... that sword is very heavy.

It was extremely reliable as a companion. It brings a roughly powerful blow to me now that I'm fighting as an enemy.

My weapon is also the same thing......

After not using it for a long time and leaving it without sucking blood, the colour of the blood has not been carried, but its endurance has still not changed.

If it is a common weapon, the blade will spill as soon as it meets with the Blood Weapon (Sun Alum), and it will break again, but it is only because of this sword that we are able to meet at the bend.

But still for a long time. There is no denying the fact that I left it.

"What is it, Isaac! Have you forgotten the sword like a carnivore back then!? So you think you can beat this me!!

He will be on the defensive side of the Shmini, who will be adding more slaughter than once with that being said.

How much blood has his sword sucked?

I've known him for years.

Differences stacked in that period are now emerging here......

Even from the battle, I've gone away.

Of course, I've been occasionally violent with demonic opponents.

But to that extent at best.

My main task here these days has been my work as Butler of the Latour family in general, which does not include interpersonal combat.

In short, the survey was dull.

That would be the case.

But.

Still, I have to.

For this city, and hence for that one.

That's how I put my strength in my sword-shaking hand.

Then, from the handshake part of the sword, something like a thorn protruded.

And he chooses my hand, and he sprays blood.

But my blood won't fade away on the roof.

It won't be because the sword is sucking my blood.

Blood Weapon (Sun Alm), also known as Blood Sucking Weapon, is a cursed weapon that draws the blood of its owners and victims to unleash its power.

I frown at the feeling for a long time because I had never let this suck blood or anything.

Hardly, there is a sense of blood flowing, and there is also a feeling of considerable momentum being sucked by the sword.

He was hungry.

I haven't been able to feed you for years, so I don't know if I will.

Then my sword changes shape.

With a thin silver body as its core, it spreads a red blade to the side.

I mean, to the Great Sword, not the Fine Sword.

I saw that. Shmini takes a distance from me.

Because I know this is my original way of fighting.

He and I know each other well.

Weapons, fighting, thinking, liking, loathing, everything.

That's why we can't allow each other to be here right now.

I can't stop pressing emotions from gushing into my mind about why that happened and why you don't understand me.

... Probably, the bad news is, it's me.

I'm the one who changed, and he hasn't changed anything.

Just like old times.

So maybe we should really get him killed here, too.

But I can't do that.

"... Come on, let's go, Shmini"

That's what I said, holding and erecting a sword almost as big as my height with both hands.

Schmini laughed,

"That's what you are. Isaac. Remember at that rate. When we were fighting together."

I already remember.

A gushing struggle, feeling like a dog in front of meat, hatred for irrationality.

That one seems to have been distant, and in fact it's just sinking to the bottom of my heart and starchy, I realize.

But I'm not going to take that again.

Leave it sinking and leave it there forever.

Yes, I'm making up my mind.

I wield my sword and accelerate towards Schmini.

Shmini looked at me like that and put up his sword again.

The sword waved down strikes Schmini vertically, but Schmini avoids it by recieving it.

I expected that to happen, so I moved to rotate instantly to change the vertical slash from side to side.

But this is also prevented by the sword Schmini has.

However, due to the difference in mass, Schmini blew up a little, so I followed it.

To go knocking in the sword without doing anything about it.

But towards such a shmini, arrows and sorcery are released from the ground.

Not a great deal of power, so Schumini waved his sword and blew it away,

"... Again, you're in the way"

So I say, trying to unleash magic again, so I add slaughter and blow from side to side on such a shmini.

"Also, get out of the way..."

They complain like that, but I say.

"Adventurers come one after another. If you don't want to be disturbed, let's move the place."

No, I thought I would grab it and pull it even if I was forced to.

Schumini, however, shook his head as if he had no choice but to glance at the adventurers on earth and make sure that a further bunch of adventurers were running from behind them,

"... okay"

That's what I said.

As far as he's concerned, I'd prefer not to be wandered around by adventurers like a feather worm and occasionally get a little bit of magic and bow and arrow tapped in.

For a long time, delicious things have been the type that I want to taste where no one gets in my way.

When I was interrupted, I was angry at the fire.

I miss it...... and so on, I guess I shouldn't think.

I tell him.

"This way. Follow me."

That's your graveyard, I just wanted to say, but it could be my graveyard.

I thought if I hadn't strained my mind.