384 382 That you will unload the power of the God of the Sword. (2/2)

”Are you sure you're okay?

”Well, if it's just for a few seconds, we'll figure it out”

Fran is staring at me with an anxious face for a reason. My damage caused by sword deification did not heal in an instant using instant regeneration skills. As if just before I had Alistair repaired it, the repair only proceeded slowly.

I guess that means that the burden on weapons caused by sword deification is that serious. It was also thought to be one of the reasons that it was weakness damage due to divine attributes. That one, feels similar to the slime burning by the fire and slowing down the playback speed? It's taken me an hour to fully recover.

This should be taken care of when using sword deification in action. I don't want to get back under Alistair again soon.

”Well, let's go.”

”Mmm!”

Now we're going to launch an attack as well. Create pre-emptive with earth magic. Five big rocks about 10 meters in diameter.

”How much?”

”Come!”

”Sword deification!

Hey, hey, hey! Here we go again! That feeling! The power of roughness dwells in my throat, and I'm swirling to ramble it out.

”Fran! Leave the power you've turned to me to me! You have to lean all you can on the control of the forces that have come down on you!

”...... Mmm!

Fran nods gently with a bitter face and takes a step forward. However, at that moment the signs changed. Huh? What? Is that Fran? Severe discomfort, as if it had turned into someone else, even though the appearance remained intact. I looked up at Fran unexpectedly. But Fran looks straight ahead.

Fran kept walking forward, swinging me through the upper steps against the big rock, turning it into two straight pieces. Repeat that five times.

That's just it. Nothing special, a walking and slaughter that can be called a foundation.

But I remembered something cold about the move. It's a sword that I can't possibly feel, my spine feeling like it's zombie and goosebumps.

Often in sports comics and such, there are scenes where genius athletes move too smoothly to develop goosebumps, or where athletes on the side whose foundations are too perfect to be pulled out are spotted. I wonder if what I just felt was exactly close to that feeling.

I'm mastering sword king. Whether you may take a lag in fighting the superior due to inexperienced rush differences, status differences, or skill differences, you should be top notch when it comes to simple sword technology alone.

But seeing Fran move now, I thought I'd lost. I could understand I lost. Weren't sword king techniques the best skills that lie ahead of swordsmanship, sword sainthood?

After seeing Fran slaughter, it didn't seem very that way. It even makes me think that our swordsmanship, which we should have been confident of, was a naive thing.

The difference I know because I got sword king technique. If this were a regular swordsman, I would just have thought it was a fast and accurate slaughter. But to me... we know.

To the sheer dignity of slaughter, rolled out by something that dwelt in Fran. And to the presence of the rugged path shown by the God of the Sword. I don't even know how much to train to follow, ahead of endless sword theory.

Immediately after Fran unravels the sword deification, the divine attribute disappears, and signs of Fran return.

Fran stood on the spot in a stunned manner, without uttering a word. I don't even realize that the big rock cross section is unusually smooth like butter cut off with a hot knife, just dropping my gaze in my own hand holding me and exhaling rough breaths.

”... of now, what...?

I don't know.

For a few disgusting seconds I thought it was as if I had even dreamed of it. But our shared surprise and depletion were telling us that the present few seconds did exist.

I see, self-enhancement and reinforcement of equipment weapons. That's all skills in words. However, the degree of enhancement was abnormal. The sword king technique, which I thought was the limit, not just physical status rise, is pushed to higher heights, tearing the big rock apart with me not using any skills.

'Skills to unload the God of the Sword... That's outrageous.'

”Mmm...”

Got some powerful skills? Certainly would be. But we felt remorse without remembering anything like joy. I'm ashamed of myself for being on track at all.

”Let's Work Out More”

”Mmm!”

I thought so. Is it possible that sword deification is a skill to give admonition to those who get sword kings and are in good shape that you are still compared to God?