Cursed Sword Master

"Souji... what have you done?

"Huh?"

Mr. Lüstilla will stare at me as soon as he gets the flash slash I gave him. The eyes are so full of anger that there is no room for mistakes.

The day after the concealment of the forwarding formation was completed, he had come to the workshops of Mr. Dylan and Mr. Rüstilla before the evening of Melistia's visit, after having awakened and trained neatly, as usual. This time the companions are Sistina and a single wolf, snow and sunflower. Cherry blossoms flew out of the mansion last night and home at dawn after confirming their willingness to take part in a picnic from everyone. Free movement because I still have things to do today. Hotaru was asked to train by Thor and the others, who are training for a day today in the morning section, in the afternoon section and in a two-part configuration.

Today, why I visited Mr LUSTILLA's workshop is to give Mr LUSTILLA a look at the flashing slaughter that remains subtly uncomfortable after the battle with Bertha.

At least my [weapon appraisal] showed no abnormality, and I applied Fluorescent's [weapon repair]. Of course, I've never neglected [to take care of it]. Yet I was really concerned about the slight discomfort that wouldn't resolve it, so I brought it in for you to see, but as soon as I saw the flash slash, Mr. Lüstilla was in a bad mood.

"You're losing most of the vitality this kid had himself. This couldn't have happened if I had used it normally. I'm asking you what kind of idiot did you do to get the highest level of armor I've ever worked out!

"Hey, wait a minute, Mr. Lüstilla! I'm counting on Flash Slash. I took good care of it every day, and I've never neglected to train to use it well without straining it. However, there may have been occasions when I couldn't do it because I didn't have the skill in combat."

From Mr. Lüstilla, who comes stuffed with the hammer in his hand, he tries to persuade him to run backwards and desperately.

"Wait."

"... you"

It was Mr. Dylan who watched our exchanges arm in arm behind him who stopped Mr. Rustilla from stuffing him with one voice.

"Talk to me."

What I'm urging you to say less is, if you have a verse in mind, talk about it, that would be the thing. And if there's anything that comes to mind for me, it's only fighting that goat-headed demon that was fusing with Bertha.

"Actually, the other day..."

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"Definitely."

When we talk about crusading the Second Tower, Mr. Dylan, who was listening in silence, assures us.

"What do you mean? If there's something wrong with the Flash Slash fighting that demon..."

I turn my gaze to the snow. If there is a problem with the flash slaughter, there is also a chance that something is wrong with the snow we were using together. If that's the case, we need to do something about it soon.

"No, you won't have to worry. The 'knife' you have. That's exactly the Devil's Sword."

"Right... I used to call the Devil's Sword a weapon that contained strong powers, but when I saw that 'sword', I changed my mind about what a true Devil's Sword was like."

Mr. Lüstilla arms up and sighs. But unfortunately, arm in arm doesn't change the chest. Did you see through the thought of such an indiscretion, Mr. Lüstilla? I go on even further when he gives me a sharp glance.

"It's not like magic, it's hard to compare it to something, and somehow we use the word life force, but we simply use the word power to make it easier to understand."

"Yes."

"... but what did I say? Finally, it's a sensory thing for us engineers. Strong weapons, good weapons are full of power. We wave the hammer consciously so that it grows. Special minerals called demonic materials are of course high in hardness and ability to impart magic, but they contain more of this power than anything else."

Mr. Lüstilla unwraps his arm and pulls out my flash slash, and he looks closely at that sword body.

"Using our technique as technicians, using good magic materials will make us stronger. That's how she was able to do it... but this child is halving her power right now. If you keep using it, it won't be that long before it breaks."

"Oh no... So how do I fix it! If it's money, I'll collect it. I'll go get the material if you need it. Do something about flashing him back!

Flash Slash has always been with me in my ordeal. I can't talk to you like the knives and daughters, but me and Flash Slash were certainly my best buddies.

"Oh............... you did. That's the kind of guy Souji is, he never uses it like a weapon, he likes it and he can break it. This kid was taking care of me too...... sorry you got mad, Souji"

"No, because it's my fault"

"That's not true. The cause is the demon of its goathead."

Mr. Dylan shakes his head small at me dropping his shoulder when he breaks the flash slash.

"That's right, Souji. You said absorb magic, but it's likely he could have absorbed anything with an indeterminate force. The force the weapon encloses is not of the kind that spills outside, but the weapon has its power working. If you slash it again and again, even a little force every time..."

"No! Then how can I recover?

"That's the difference between these kids and the 'knives', Souji. Normal weapons never recover the power they contain when they are finished. If you take care of it with care, you can keep the wear down to unlimited lows. But... I can't hit my hand when it wears out so far. But your 'knife' will restore the power it contains, or rather, it will become stronger every time you see it. Because we call your sword the Devil's Sword."

Demon Sword...... huh?

The knives and daughters are alive. You can recover if you rest even if you get injured or worn out, or you can work hard on your own to get stronger. It was already normal for me to accept, but I guess it's impossible from the rest of us.

"Then the flash slaughter..."

"If you keep using it, it will depend on how you use it, but it will break sooner or later"

"Oh no... then you have to decorate it all the time"

"... Souzillo, that's no good. Be just like us. If that's enough, you'd better fight and break it, I'm not the only one who thinks so. Probably the same for Fluorescent."

"Ah..."

Yes... Fluorescent had to live a long and decorative day, even though he was born as a weapon. I was leaking those days that Fluorescent was unbearably painful. Even sunflowers that aren't so obsessed with fighting or cherry blossoms that haven't been around since birth would deny it with all their might if they asked me if I wanted to go back to that collection and live another day just to be decorated.

The existence created only to fight, but the inability to fight is that its existential significance is denied. A tennis player who can't let me play tennis, a singer who can't let me sing, a painter who can't let me paint... I can imagine the spiciness even if it applies to people. Still, humans can take a different path, but the weapons can only live as weapons.

"... okay, snow. Fight with a flash slash to the end. I'll fight to make sure the Flash Slash is satisfactory, and I'll have my life as a weapon straightened out."

"Wait."

Mr. Dylan waits for me when he decides to fight flashing slaughter that he doesn't look any different, but he doesn't have long to go.

"It depends on his arm if it works, and I don't know if you're convinced."

See the flashing slash that Mr. Dylan had placed while gently tapping Mr. Lüstilla's hips.

"What do you mean?

"Redo"

"Will that fix the flashing slaughter!

I set my anticipating gaze on Mr Lüstilla for the short Mr Dylan's words.

"I told you I couldn't fix it, Souji"

"But!... Mr. Dylan is"

"If we were to rebuild it, we wouldn't be able to do it now. I can't maintain this shape with the force left in the Flash Slash. Two daggers about a third long if you want to do it. Then I think with my husband's help, if I do it well, I can hit something that will just convince me."

... is that what you mean? Do you want him to fight until he burns as a flash slayer like this, or do you want him to turn into a dagger and live as a weapon for a long time even after he's reborn? You mean pick whoever you like.

"... sunflower, snow"

"For me now, I want to remain mine until the end. But if there was only raw as a knife, whatever form it might take, I'd like to be with the Lord for a little while longer."

"... same for me"

I mean, I can be humanized. I want to die as I am now. If you can only be a weapon, I want to be long in any way. Is that what you mean?

"... ok. Rebuttal your flashing slaughter."

"Are you sure? Originally, the power of a weapon was ambiguous enough to speak for itself. It will be relied upon by the technician to regroup only his own intuition and sensation. If you fail, this child will no longer be reborn in any way. That's okay."

"Yes, I'll take care of it"

I had guessed from the look on the faces of Mr Lüstilla and Mr Dylan that it would be somewhat difficult. Still, if it's possible that Flash Slash can continue to work, I'd like to bet. Besides, I'm sure you two will.

"Okay, you can't betray your expectations if you're seen like that. Because of your unscrupulous orders, our technology has improved. Leave it to me."

Mr. Lüstilla slaps his sorry chest more and more. Too bad about the chest, but reliable.

"Flash slaughter, thank you so much. You are my child even if you are reborn again. I'll be waiting."

Pass the flash slash to Mr. Lüstilla. If I give him the Flash Slash, he'll lose his weapon, but there's a little bit more to it (...). I would rather Mr. Lüstilla concentrate on a flash slash rebound than ask for a new sword.

"Well, I'll certainly keep it. Is that all you're here for today?

"No, I was wondering when the meeting in the example item box would be"

"Is that it..."

Arms up as Mr. Dylan buzzes his neck.

"Lords of the seven cities that require the main tower and Geminaza, which is famous for being a secondary tower but a trading city. It is the Lords' Council that brings the lords of these eight cities together. This guy is usually held every three hundred days. They say they're checking for non-combats, coordinating deals, reporting on towers and selecting prize necks."

... I don't know, is that like a summit conference?

"It's twenty days after that next time. You'll have the help of your samurai festival at that time, make plans."

"Do you have Sistina?

"Oh, I want to use the help of the Samurai Festival on our security and our secret information."

"Sistina, how's it going?

"Yes, leave it to me"

Sistina smiles and agrees with pleasure. I mean, what Mr. Dylan is trying to say is not to abduct and imprison Mr. Dylan and the others to find out how to create an item box, or to let them take tough means like blackmail and kidnapping.

"Helpful"

"On the other hand, we plan to not regulate our own exploration of manufacturing methods. I don't know how to get too upset, but it's horny. Most of the time, you wouldn't even notice the material. Even if I noticed the material, I wouldn't be able to imitate our husband's technology that way."

If someone finds a way to make it someday, that's fine, and if the way to make it doesn't come out to the world for too long, you can publish it any time. In those days, there was a brand that said it was Mr. Dylan's workshop when it came to item boxes…?

"If you do, you're going to give them some."

"Right, I'm going to give each lord one small one at a time. You can do whatever you want with it."

"Do you need additional ingredients?

"I'll be fine for a while, but I don't care how many extras there are, because the market will expand all at once once if you get your revelations done"

"Okay. I'll be buying again soon."