"I can't believe there was still a place like this in the tower..."

I groaned as I turned my neck and kicked the crystalline scaffold lightly at the tip of my shoe.

I was now standing on a creepy, translucent, giant piece of crystal on a disc, facing the collector.

The disc is big anyway and looks like it could be about a kilometer in diameter.

Outside the abyss of the disc, darkness spreads everywhere.

In the distance, there were several swirls of black light.

This creepy space is the world in the mirror where Altamia came out.

They have a variety of spaces in the mirror, divided into various rooms, including Altamian vaults, second vaults, alchemists, laboratories and private rooms.

He lived a life of extraordinary comfort, most importantly.

And this space, they say, is where it happened accidentally while Altamia continued its space magic.

"This is a completely isolated space from the outside, so it doesn't matter how much it rumbles. There's just one problem... there's a black light swirling under here, right? That's the focus of dimensional, spatial distortion… I call it chaos. If you touch the arrow, your body will become a very small unit of grain, each of which will be banished to the end of a completely different space. No problem with the range above this crystal, but if it falls off-site, it's gonna suck."

Altamia explained to me as she floated across the universe.

I put it on the floor because the world-tree oatem in my hand was annoying.

They couldn't use the magic of normal metastases in this space, so they brought Rapides Sword and the World Tree Ortem, just in case.

"By the time it's over, you'll be opening the space travel gates again, won't you?

"Yep. I might put some time aside just in case I don't want to get involved..."

I nodded small and turned to the collector.

As Altamia twirled around, she disappeared to be sucked into the look behind her.

The magic formation floated and the mirror disappeared.

Because of this, Meir has left it outside.

Now I don't have to worry about the damage being done entirely to Meir and Altamia.

Naturally, there is no negative impact on the tower.

The collector saw Altamia leave, then put the great sword in his right hand and shook it left and right.

I feel the wind of my sword and I hold my hair down.

"Didn't you have both hands?

When the collector waved the great sword, he was bound to wave with both arms.

It's a big sword like that idiot. If I don't, I guess I can't handle it properly with a collector.

When you hold it with one hand, it should have been just when you fell into the wings of using other magic tools.

"'KOROMISHKEIDA RAY, king of the right to crush,' was created in the land of the sword, when the twin kings were born. This was made for Barondal, the Twin Swords King, my brother. He is the man rumored to be the most powerful swordsman of all time. The strength of Barondal with this great sword was supposedly invincible under heaven. The ambition of dealing with the army alone is enough to continue to be spoken of as the hero Tan. But another sword exists."

The collector waves his vacant left hand.

Likewise, a giant sword appears, emitting an overwhelming presence.

But this one is too thin, whereas "The Shattering Right King" Koromyishkeida Ray "is a very thick blade of martial bones.

The longer the collector switches vertically, the more illusory the blade disappears.

"Symmetrically with this sword's name," The King of the Chopping Left, "Matargradal Ray" … "The King of the Chopping Right," Koromyishkeida Ray "is the Rigid Sword that smashes all things, this is a very thin sword, specialised in chopping everything apart. And it's never brittle. And it's never just a hard sword to handle. As a matter of fact, Barondal the Twin Swords was slaughtered because he was Berelroy, the twin brother of another Twin Swords king with this extremely thin sword."

I remember the anecdote of the sword, which the collector was good at talking about.

He said it was made before the king of the kingdom of the sword was born... apparently, the king was a twin.

Sure, I thought it was a strange name. Why was it right in the name of the sword when it was obviously a two-handed sword?

"But I am! These two swordsmen, who are regarded as the strongest, are slightly outnumbered! And here we are, proving transcendental beyond the reason of our world!

A collector lifts his left and right arms holding a great sword to each and bows his back.

I guess the only way I could handle one was because it was an old body.

"Let's go, Abel!

Collectors bark in exasperation.

I wave my wand to the world-tree oatem at my feet.

"প ু ত ু ল (doll) দ খ ল (dance)"

A magical light lit the world-tree oatem and jumped before me.

Now I have insurance.

If they get close, the World Tree Ortem will guard them.

I took the Rapides Sword pattern out of my nostalgia and threw it at the collector.

"য া ও য ় া (Go)"

Rapides Sword flies straight to the collector.

At the same time, the collector ran away with his posture low.

Rapides Sword increases speed for the collector's shoulder.

The collector unleashed the sword from the bottom and jumped the Rapides Sword.

The bounced Rapides Sword is immediately re-orbited and slashed into a collector.

No matter how much the collector plays, the Rapides Sword gets entangled.

"On the fast, how persistent! Why are you taking all this slaughter of my sword and not scratching one!?

A collector uses a two-handed sword to prevent Rapides Sword from slashing.

Because the collector's sword is too long, the blade is protruded over and over on the crystalline ground.

Crystals splash and sharp slashes form here and there.

"Chi!

As collectors nearly created a gap by losing the impact of the Rapides Sword, they turn around and instantly distance themselves while swinging their left and right swords at the same time as landing to outrun the onslaught of the Rapides Sword's pursuit.

"... you want some more speed. Is the filling also sweet? I thought that would be enough now... but I wonder if I should mix faint or something"

I watched the battle between the collector and Rapides Sword with my fingers on my lips, and I figured it out.

The collector was staring at me on the side, but soon he couldn't afford it, and he was regaining consciousness of the Rapides Sword.