Did You Know That a Playboy Can Change His Job to a Sage?

The next day.

In the living room of the junction cottage, Nyannyan sat on a large cloth. On its front, Mehmet sits in the same way, and between them, along with a large number of dragon brilliant stones and demonic stones, is placed a broken dayblade and a scepter of holy trees.

Nyannyan and Mehmeh, facing each other, meditate.

Eventually, when they opened their eyes, they nodded at each other, and Nyannyan opened his mouth.

"- Nyan Visconti, the blacksmith of the swordcat Nyatz clan's dragon slaughter, wishes the great Seven Goddesses"

Then Mehmet speaks.

"- Mehmet Scattini, a blacksmith of dragon slaughter by the Dumuji clan of wand sheep, prays to the great Seven Goddesses to proclaim" The Festival ".

You reacted to the two spells, the dragon brilliant stone, the demonic stone, the magic formation shone out.

Nyannyan and Mehmeh alternately raise their congratulations.

"Our seven lofty pillars of worship - Dear Aerectler"

"Dear Mr. Tayugetae,"

"Dear Arcuonay,"

"Dear Mr. Kellaino,

"Master Asteropei, the devil."

"Dear Melopei, Dear Healing,

"- And Master Maia, who presided over" Gang. "

"" I give you my wish to manifest the work of the Seven Goddesses here, to give us the sword, the sword, and the wand, the jaw, that will destroy the incarnations of the fangs, the nails and the wings, with its immense power "

Above the magic formation, I can't see the Dayblade and the Holy Tree wand already. They float in two lights, swirling in gizzards,

It became a giant, ball of light.

Two blacksmiths, Anima Smith, are working together to create a weapon.

"" Our master, Dylan Albertini's claw and fang dragon killer, I give you my wish. "

Thus, Nyannyan and Mehmeh hoist their hands above each other.

The sphere changes shape - it's not a sword, it's not a wand, it takes the shape of a stick ”something" and it comes down to the hands of the two of us.

"" - Bless the Playades, now in this hand. ""

Pan, and the light played.

Nyannyan and Mehmeh, the two of us, softly supported that dragon killer.

Mehmet whispers.

"- Shinmei Shinmei Seiji"

Nyannyan responded.

"- Shinseiju's wand

It was a wand, wrapped in a sword.

It's a cane about my back length. The tip has a design reminiscent of the sun, from which the sword stretches down like a teardrop, parallel to the cane pattern.

It is a wand and a sheath that holds the sword.

"Go ahead, sir."

"Sage Dylan, it's your weapon."

Two blacksmiths, Anima Smith, urged me to do so, and I received my wand.

Moment - In my body, a soft breeze blew.

Warm, spring breeze.

Across the continent, beyond the Seven Seas, through the world, the winds of the stars...

That image came up in my head.

The sword that fits seems to be an enhanced version of Dayblade. That feeling that knocked down the Eclipse Dragon on the 99th floor brought it back to life in my hand.

"Nothing more."

For one thing, my mouth spins that word.

Ultimately, the end.

The best wand on this planet is in this hand now - and the great sage in me agreed to it.

"Nyang Nyang, Mehmeh. This is such a waste to me - a wand that God should have."

Ha-ha-ha, and Nyannyan laughs.

"I'm talking to you, my husband!

tickles, and Mehmet laughs.

"It's a weapon for you, Dylan the Wise"

I saw you two, and I laughed, too.

"Right... Thanks, both of you!

"Yes!"

Later, Tina's great shield and Nyannyan's double sword were also strengthened, and the ritual by the two blacksmiths, Animasmith, ended.

"Dragon Squad" says they will wait for Mehmet to recover in health and challenge the boss the day after that.

As we discussed beforehand, we'll follow.

And - three days have passed.

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Heavenly Strike Tower Babel - 100th floor.

The battlefield.

We stand on that floor, even large, that exists in the midst of the night sky.

There are no Dragon Strikers anymore. I used Pitback, an in-tier return.

Namely - defeated. I would be on the 99th floor below one right now. I couldn't withdraw by foot, that is. Those four.

"- Huh."

Take a deep breath.

With a new weapon in our hands, we wait for that time.

"Tina."

"Yes, Mr. Dylan"

"Nyang Nyang"

"Yes, sir."

"Thank you both so much for getting here"

When I say thank you, they laugh.

"Not yet, Mr. Dylan!

"Yes, your husband!

Right.

The skies over the battlefield are distorted.

The ground on the battlefield is distorted.

From heaven and earth, something translucent appears. The two overlapped and became one.

Huge hydra, with eight necks.

Yamatano Orochi.

From our eyes, we can't grasp the whole thing - it's too big.

The great sage in me tells me. This size is comparable to Babel Island.

I scream.

"Heavenly Strike Tower Babel, 100 floors clear - we'll take it!

"Yes!"

"I'll do it!

A player who became a great sage and his party moved in unison.