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The enemy stands at ease.
The sword in your hand, though long sword, is slightly shorter.
Recan walked straight as he stepped up in his footsteps.
The sound of the boots treading on the rocky floor sounds.
When he approached the enemy to a distance of thirty steps, he set up a shield on his left hand.
And that moment when you pump your strength into the muscles of your whole body and you start the progression.
An enemy waves up his sword.
And waved it down.
Rekan didn't turn himself in.
That means the enemy's sword wasn't waved toward Lecan, it was just a bare gesture.
The moment I thought, my body wobbled and my assault speed slowed.
It's hard to move, as if your whole body has suddenly gained weight. It's not a big deal, but it's obviously an anomaly.
The sword also feels unusually heavy.
(Is that a curse?
However, he is wearing the "Hart's Dagger". Hard to imagine it was cursed. Still, there may be a curse to grace "Hart's Dagger".
(Stay!
He shifted his strength to his nearly stopped leg, rebuilt his fluttering body, and moved on.
The enemy waved again.
but my body got heavy. I feel even more crippled.
Still, it should be noted that Lecan did not stop advancing.
The enemy is already in sight.
Lecan waves his sword up and suddenly swings it down to his opponent's head.
The enemy also waves up his sword, swinging down his sword for Lecan's head.
The enemy's sword was stopped by the Wolcan Shield.
Lecan's sword slashed and tore the enemy's head in two and devoured it to his belly.
Once that happened, the mysterious infirmity that was tying Lecan disappeared and Lecan was free to move.
When I opened the treasure chest that appeared, the sword that the Warcraft had earlier appeared.
"Appraisal!
"Name: Stacked Sword (Daspice Syrah)"
"Product Name: Sword"
Grace: Heavy Duty
* Accumulation: Once shaken, an article with a radius of thirty steps weighs twice as much. Shake it twice and it weighs three times as much. Shake it three times and it weighs four times as much. Shake it four times and it weighs five times as much. If you put the sword in the sheath, the effect disappears.
"What is this?"
What a joke grace.
My left wrist was sore at that time. When I took the Warcraft blow with my shield earlier, I screwed up my wrist. It was such a powerful attack.
"Recovery."
Releasing the treatment on his left hand, Lekan pulled out the "heavy sword" and shook it.
"Whoa."
My body got really heavy. No. It's not. The gear I was wearing got heavier.
In other words, the grace of this sword works for the user as well.
"What use is there for such a sword!
And the moment I said it, I realized.
Ironclad has an armor-like epidermis, but it's not armor, it's body. That's why I don't get the effect of "stacking". All I receive is a sword with it. If you know that's the effect, you can tolerate a sudden heavy sword. And if you wave the weighted sword down from the top, its power will be doubled.
Besides, what would happen if I used this sword against a knight? If you use it on knights dressed in metal full-body armor. That won't even move anymore. That means with one of these swords, I can disable one of the Knights. No. There was a restricted distance, so that's not going to happen. Still, the knight, approaching within thirty steps, falls on the spot and becomes immobile.
"This is a sword that, depending on how it is used, has a hell of an effect."
Nevertheless, it is not as threatening as it is for Lekan. Where such light armor has gotten five-fold heavier, you can endure and fight as long as you know it works that way.
Lekan struggled harder and put his sword in his sheath.
The restraint disappeared like a lie.
The problem is the effect time. If used by enemies, how long will this effect be effective, and the countermeasures will be as if they were different.
Lekan pulled out the "stacked sword" and shook it once, lying on the spot and counting the numbers. When I counted two hundred and twenty-one, the effect disappeared.
"Hmm. The maximum effect seems to be when you shake it four times, so you have to shake it four times to make sure it's effective time."
That's how I snapped and remembered what was going on.
"That's right. The stairs."
There it is.
There were stairs.
Open your mouth pompously, waiting for Lecan. There are thin sunflowers, but you can see the stairs across the sunflower.
"Oh."
Lecan slipped through the yard even as he walked over and went out to the stairs. About five steps before stopping.
"Hierarchy!
Out. I can't select, but I do see one hundred and twenty-one hierarchies. Lekan was able to go under it at the bottom.
A second one hundred and twenty tiers were selected from among the floating destination candidates.
"Transfer!
Occasionally, Lecan's body had metastasized in front of one hundred and twenty hierarchies.
I stepped in and entered the hundred and twenty hierarchies.
"Lord Lecan!
Arios. He looks relieved to see. The face of joy.
"Are you all right? Sounds like a hell of an enemy."
"Oh. Sort of."
No way, most of the time I kept you waiting, I used it to verify the performance of the sword I got, I can't say.
"So, how was it?
Recan laughed furiously.
"There it is. There's a staircase down there."
"Oh! Congratulations"
"Oh, thank you. Now get your passport down to the lower tier, too."
Arios showed a tight face.
"Can you beat me too"
"Oh. Well, I guess it's okay"
"Was the enemy at the same level of combat as when the two of us came in"
"I don't know. I guess it was about the same."
"How was the grace?
"It was a grace that I had never heard of, when I waved it, it doubled the weight of the goods, and when I waved it twice, it tripled"
"The Heavy Sword."
"You know, you"
"I'm listening to you. There must have been a limit."
Thirty steps radius.
"Really? But when used in a labyrinth room, you can't escape."
"This time it came out, I guess it's another grace next time"
"Right."
Arios seemed to be thinking of something, but he looked at Lecan with a strong eye and said.
"Okay, I'll be there"
"Oh. I'll be waiting on that staircase over there"
Arios headed to the "Guardian" room.
Lekan returned to the stairs, cast a spell and moved to the stairs of one hundred and twenty-one floors. Then he lowered his hips on the stairs, removed the dried beans from the (storage) and squirted. I drank a lot of water. It was good.
Eventually Arios walked into the stairwell. I have a short sword in my hand.
"Congratulations"
"Thank you"
"What was the grace?
"Probably the Dark Sword."
You were right when you appraised it. It's a grace that creatures within a fifty step radius lose sight when they shake it.
"You used this a lot to win."
"Well, I did something with the signs. I also wanted this sword. More good souvenirs."
That said, Arios turned the Dark Sword into a box.