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『Title: But looking at it, there are no Sword Masters with star or night names, right?』
Content: Among the Sword Masters, is there only one Night of the Sword?
-: That Night of the Sword isn’t a Sword Master.
-『Author』 : ?
They’re not a Sword Master, yet they have a night name?
-: If they were a Sword Master, their name would have “Sword” in it.
-: It’s there.
Night of the ‘Sword’
-: No.
X-Sword.
-: X-Sword?
Are you saying “N-Sword” to me?
-: Then, X-Man is
N-Man?
-: N-Mas ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-: SE-N ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-: Is this conversation level real?
-: Please understandㅠㅠㅠ These are people who have played this crappy game for a long timeㅠㅠ
They have a disease where their brains are filled with poopㅠㅠㅠ
-『Author』 : No, you goddamn X-gods!
The Night of the Sword isn’t even a Sword Master,
how did they get a night name?
-: They’re not a Swordsman, they’re just a sword itself.
Not in the sense of an amazing Swordsman,
just a real sword.
-『Author』 : Ah, is it kind of like an Ego Sword?
-: No, no. If the Ego Sword is like equipping a gear item with many additional options,
the Night of the Sword is just
a sword-shaped character.
Actually, if you look at Dark Swords,
they have levels like characters.
-: So, if a level 70 person equips a level 70 Dark Sword, they become level 140?
-: With that intelligence, they somehow learned arithmetic.
-: So, if you equip a Dark Sword, you’re essentially equipping a character?
Are there any female Dark Swords?
I’m starting to empty my lower body equipment now,
-: Why are you leaving that empty?
-: Actually, my equipment slots are all empty.
-: Dark Sword VS Panties-Club
Which is more dangerous?
-『Author』 : Oh, it’s true.
This thing has a level.
What the f , it’s higher than mine? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
This is hilariousㅋㅋㅋ
If a sword has a higher level than me, what happens?
It’s not that I’m equipping the sword,
is the sword equipping me? ㅋㅋㅋ
-: Yeah.
-『Author』 : ?
-『Author』 : Ah
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Jane, the Hero of Ideals.
Felix, the Hero of Insight.
As the Sword’s Owners, they had unwavering faith in themselves and the path they were taking, but lately they had been feeling their own shortcomings.
“Good heavens, Jane. You’ve leveled up again!? Amazing… Jane, do you know!? You’ve been growing at an unbelievable rate since you came to Bondales!”
“…No, Elysia.”
“What?”
“This is nothing…”
“What do you mean? At your age, you’re already on the verge of the 7th Rank Realm, and you say that’s nothing?”
“The Holy Sword… Elysia, it’s possible because you’re here.”
“Anyway, you know!”
“Yes! So, we can’t be satisfied with this! I need to be even more━ even more…! What should I call this━ yes! I need to be like Lisir, that guy!”
“…”
“Elysia! Do you believe in me!?”
“Of course, Jane. You’re the only Hero of Ideals I acknowledge.”
“Then tell me! Can I really become like Lisir!?”
“…”
“Elysia!?”
It was a side effect of having watched a certain man for too long while staying in Bondales.
Lisir.
To the two Heroes, he was a Sword’s Owner like themselves.
It was inevitable that they would occasionally compare themselves to him.
To them, Lisir was a close friend, and furthermore, a competitor and idol they wanted to somehow stand shoulder to shoulder with.
Thus.
The two Heroes, who had been ahead of everyone else and had been an example for others, were spending their days discovering a new example and trying to catch up to him.
“Felix. This won’t do… We can’t catch up to him with just our strength…”
“Then?”
“Master. Let’s ask for Master’s teaching once again…!”
“But, will Master be much different from us? Seeing that guy’s actions, I don’t think they’ll have much different thoughts from us.”
“…”
“…”
Anyway.
The two Heroes once again became disciples under their Master, a Sword Master, and asked for her teaching.
They had become in a situation where they were growing together with the Iron Sword, who had regained their left hand and was regaining their past skills as a Sword Master due to some event.
The two Heroes considered this expedition with their Master to be part of that symbiosis.
“No. As I’ve said many times, the purpose of this expedition is not training. All crises and dangers become blood and flesh as experience for our Swordsmen, but this is different.”
“…Master?”
“The reason I asked the two of you to accompany me on this expedition is not because I want to lead my disciples as a Master. As a Swordsman, I’m asking for the two Heroes’ help.”
“What exactly is the goal of this expedition━”
Thus, it came to this.
The two Heroes came to understand the nature of their Master’s worries and determination.
-Cough… Cough… Cough…
It was a gluttonous breath.
It was an unsightly posture.
It didn’t feel like the dignity or formality that a Swordsman should possess.
Nevertheless.
The Sword Master and the Heroes looking at it could tell.
The gluttonous breath and unsightly posture.
They knew that it was the result of abandoning everything as a Swordsman and pursuing only power.
“It’s the Beast of the Sword.”
“The Beast of the Sword…?”
“It’s the fate of those devoured by the Dark Sword.”
Unconcealable contempt was revealed in the Iron Sword’s serious expression.
Along with fear of the unknown enemy.
Even when they received the information, they thought it couldn’t be true, but it was.
The worst opponent the Iron Sword had imagined was now before her eyes.
“Swordsman. What is your name?”
-Cough… Cough… Cough…
The beast drooled and stared intently at the Iron Sword.
The will in his eyes seemed to be saying.
That to this foolish beast, a name did not exist.
-Ah, ah, ah!!!
However, the faintly remaining will of the Swordsman cries out with difficulty.
-Asorn!!! Asorn!!!!! Remember, remember my name!!! The name of the Fire Sword!!!
The beast screamed, spitting out saliva and tears.
The two Heroes were shocked.
The name of that sword proved that the beast was once a proud Sword Master.
“A Sword Master… was devoured by the will of the sword…?”
The power that captivated the Swordsman who had reached the Sword Master’s realm.
The power that dominates the Swordsman who has reached the Sword Master’s realm.
They were confused about what part they should be surprised about.
-It’s not an ordinary sword.
At that time.
The Sword of Insight, Pocena, spoke.
-Tarun, the Night of the Sword. That ancient worst of the worst, as his body disintegrated, sealed his will into three swords. They are the abominations called the three great Dark Swords. That one seems to have been devoured by the Dark Sword called ‘Beast’.
“Can we save him?”
Jane, the Hero of Ideals, expression contorted at Pocena’s following answer.
-No. It’s too late for him to regain himself. Too late. Asorn, the Fire Sword. A Sword Master who made a name for himself in ancient times when the seven worst were rampant.
“An ancient Sword Master…? But how━”
-It’s the power of the Dark Sword. Those dominated by the Dark Sword only crave power. Forgetting their pride as a Swordsman, and even their own death.
Cough.
Cough.
Cough.
As they spoke, the beast’s breathing became even more gluttonous.
The already bent posture leaned further, completely becoming that of a beast crawling on all fours.
“It comes.”
The moment the Iron Sword spoke, the beast lunged.
In the beast’s hand, a sword with a completely dulled blade, nothing more than a club, was grasped.
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The battle was over.
The two Heroes understood why the Sword Master, their Master’s level, had asked for their help.
If the two Heroes hadn’t been there, the Iron Sword might have met her end.
The Swordsman who lost their sword-
No, by the beast.
That day.
The Sword Master and the Heroes witnessed the Night of the Sword.
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-Swordsman… Stop this pathetic farce… I clearly heard your voice longing for me…
Night of the Sword: Beast.
The Dark Sword’s voice calling the Swordsman was filled with blatant contempt.
Beasts who wrap themselves up by talking about pride and honor, but ultimately pursue violence and become subservient to it.
The Dark Sword knew very well how to handle those beasts.
-No matter what power you pursue… it is ultimately nothing but an illusion…
“Illusion?”
-Yes… illusion… The fantasy created by the foolishness of considering oneself a noble being… Accept me… Follow me… Then you will discover your true self… You will be able to awaken your true power…
“…”
Lisir found the sword’s story tedious and scholastic.
More than anything, if I leave it alone, it feels like it keeps getting further away from the original topic.
Lisir spoke to correct the flow of the conversation.
“No. Forget it. Just show me that Dark Magic Swordsmanship thing.”
-Insignificant thing… The way you crave power is like a starving beast…
The Dark Sword looked down on the Swordsman, but at the same time, was satisfied.
A Swordsman who hungers for power is foolish.
However, that foolishness is the essence of a Swordsman, and the talent the Dark Sword desires in Swordsmen.
-However… it’s a very fitting appearance for a beast…
The Dark Sword gauged the Swordsman’s power.
That still unripe power was far below the Dark Sword’s standard, which had once even subjugated a Sword Master.
Just because of this.
In this terrible place.
It wasn’t to endure the long years of hardship! Such a thought naturally came to mind.
However.
The Dark Sword thought.
For now, let’s be satisfied with this.
This Swordsman, somehow knowing, came near the place where they were sealed and cried out for their power.
It was proof that they hungered for power that much, and that they were easier to control than other Swordsmen.
Swordsmen who had reached that level all possessed strong selves, making them difficult to control.
What the Dark Sword needed now was ‘recovery’.
In that sense, that foolish Swordsman could be considered a very suitable ‘dwelling place’.
-Yes… beast… If you desire it so much, I shall show you… true power… the power you will ultimately desire…
“What?”
Lisir looked around.
The darkness that filled the space was churning.
Like paint scattered on a canvas.
As the darkness moved and took shape, color was soon added on top.
It was a field.
A field devoured by chilling darkness.
An Elf stood there.
“…!”
Lisir recognized the Elf’s face and was greatly surprised.
An Elf with flowing red hair.
The Star of the Flower Garden, Lunadien, stood there.
“You recognize that long-eared beast… then… there’s no need to explain its status…”
Lisir shuddered and stepped back.
A nude woman with black hair that reached her knees, like a dress, was standing beside him.
‘Was that the sword just now?’
That black hair absorbed the moonlight and emitted an ominous dark color.
Lisir recognized that she was a clone of the sword just now.
Yes.
Clone.
Unlike the Ego Sword, where the sword was the clone and the human form was the main body-
she was imitating a human as a sword.
“Keep your gaze straight…”
The woman waved her hand at Lisir, who was looking at her.
Then, Lisir’s head moved forcibly, once again facing Lunadien.
“Power… wasn’t that what you cried out for so much… Watch closely…”
-Cough… Cough… Cough…
A gluttonous breath suddenly sounded.
When Lisir followed the sound, there were Swordsmen screaming, spitting saliva and tears.
They lunged at Lunadien in a strange posture, as if crawling on all fours.
“…!”
Lisir burst into a chuckle at the ensuing sight.
He had unexpectedly encountered the Green Tower Master’s power for the first time.
The grasses in the field suddenly bloomed, scattering their petals in all directions.
The vast field was instantly covered with countless fluttering petals.
They began to move according to Lunadien’s gesture.
Swishhhhhhh.
The huge wave of petals was like a tidal wave.
Lisir shuddered as he looked at the power that he couldn’t see all of even when he raised his head as high as he could.
The moment he felt that power was coming towards him, his fighting spirit was broken.
-Cough… Cough… Cough…
However, those Swordsmen were different.
Even though Lunadien had her back to the petal tidal wave, they ran towards her without hesitation.
The tidal wave swept over them, and countless petals tore their flesh to shreds━ but they didn’t stop.
Most of them were completely torn apart and swept away by the petal tidal wave-
but some of them broke through the petal tidal wave and finally reached Lunadien.
They lunged at Lunadien in a strange posture, like a beast━ a bizarre posture for a Swordsman━ and swung their swords.
It was a clumsy posture, but the power contained within was quite different from what it looked like.
Lunadien’s petal barrier, made of immense power, was split by the sword.
The Swordsmen, not minding the petals flying from all directions tearing at their bodies, continued to cut away at Lunadien’s barrier.
“…”
At that moment.
Lunadien’s gaze turned to the other side of the field.
Having seen something━ a clear look of displeasure appeared on the beautiful Elf’s face.
Then, the petals swirled and covered Lunadien.
When the swirl of petals stopped.
Lunadien was no longer there.
“Look… at the pathetic sight of that Hero’s Wizard fleeing…”
The black-haired woman said so about the series of events.
Lisir vaguely understood that what he was seeing was not a mere illusion.
This was a memory.
A recreation of memory.
“Beast… become my puppet, the leader of all beasts…”
The woman approached Lisir and spoke to him.
“If you become my puppet… you can feel all the power you’ve seen with your own body…”
The woman’s dark eyes, which seemed to absorb even the darkness, stared at Lisir.
“You can put all the other beasts who call themselves Swordsmen… under your feet…”
The greater the Swordsman’s interest in the Dark Sword’s power, the greater the Dark Sword’s influence on the Swordsman.
“Those beasts will bow down to you…”
The Dark Sword believed without a doubt that the Swordsman before them was already theirs, and smiled contentedly.
“…”
A moment later.
The Swordsman moved their lips.
Then, he spoke.
“Is this Dark Magic Swordsmanship…?”
“Yes… it’s the power you’ve been imagining…”
“…”
Lisir’s head slowly turned to look at the woman.
“No, it’s not.”
The world lost its shape again and returned to darkness.
The black-haired woman also lost her shape and turned into a mere inanimate object.
Night of the Sword.
Dark Sword: The beast didn’t understand what had happened.
Because they couldn’t fathom why the Swordsman suddenly lost interest in ‘Dark Magic Swordsmanship’.
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