Usually, I avoid exposing my private life, but Tacchia was an exception.
After all, she had given an Ego Weapon made of mithril, a thing of astronomical value, for free.
I had no qualms about detailing my activities, as I couldnt refuse if asked to return the weapon or even offer up an organ in its place.
Didnt you bring your weapon?
As I shared my recent happenings while she smoked, she casually threw out the question.
I stopped talking right away and prepared to answer her query.
The weapon, you an?
Yeah, ego weapons usually have a strong attachnt to their owners. Youve felt that too, havent you?
Um, Im not sure. I havent really felt that
Although I heard such things when I first received the Ego Weapon, Ive never felt any threat or hostility while using it.
Instead, it vibrated pleasantly when maintained, and had protected from danger, even acting on its own before I was aware of it.
No signs of attachnt? Dont tell you left it neglected at ho?
No, no, I havent neglected it. Its just that things have turned out this way
It seed better to show rather than explain.
With that decision, I swung my hand through the air, and the weapon erged from the distorted space along the trajectory and landed in my hand.
Vrrrm.
The shaft vibrated pleasantly as soon as it was in my hand.
The blade, reflecting the sunlight, appeared well-preserved, just like usual.
A pocket dinsion?
Yes. About two months after receiving this from you, Tacchia, Ive been able to develop it. Its more like putting it inside my body rather than expanding a space
Was it like a space within my body where this weapon could be stored?
Thanks to this feature, I could summon the weapon at any ti without carrying it around, allowing to have at least so combat ability even when unard.
Even after autonomously awakening the pocket dinsion feature and carrying it around, youve had no issues?
However, what Tacchia was really concerned about wasnt the weapons growth but my safety.
It seed like things werent going as she expected, as she frowned and rested her chin in her hand.
Uh, Tacchia?
Any other peculiarities?
What? Oh, yes. Ill explain right away.
Though it was a bit concerning, she was the expert on this weapon, not .
Deciding to cooperate for my sake, I went on to explain various things related to the spear.
Before, it would only return to where I was, but now it can move autonomously as long as its not too far from . Also, perhaps due to this weapons influence, my self-taught spear skills have improved faster Oh, and with this weapon and the help of a mana core, I can even form circles.
So, you, who couldnt handle mana until recently, can now use circles?
Yes, although I cant do it alone.
Creating circles was a skill that marked a level of expertise for mana users who handled and utilized mana.
Considering that this skill was usually only possible for those skilled enough to enter a mage tower, achieving it even with the aid of a tool was quite remarkable.
Can you demonstrate it here?
That would be difficult. Unless I have the armor with the mana core inserted, Im not well-suited to manipulating mana
Considering those naturally endowed with magic or aura take years to master it, how could a newly settled adventurer like myself manage to control mana independently?
Of course, I could go back ho now and put on the armor, but Tacchia seed not to like waiting and just casually suggested sothing else.
Just open your mouth for a mont.
What? Open my mouth Ugh!
As I opened my mouth, Tacchia swiftly removed the cigarette from her mouth and put it in mine.
Realizing what she had done, my face flushed, but she simply pressed her finger against my chin and bluntly instructed .
Smoke it quietly.
Uh, uh
Dont worry. Its nothing strange.
No, it was certainly strange.
She had given the cigarette she had been smoking, and it wasnt even a new one.
Cough!
However, my embarrassnt was short-lived.
The pain that stabbed into my lungs with an involuntary breath caused to collapse to the ground.
Cough! Cough!
What? Youve never smoked before?
No I have in the past Cough! Cough!
Coughing, trying to rid myself of the discomfort, it felt like needles were stuck in my lungs, the tightness not easing.
I had smoked for a few years in my past life, but this was far more potent than anything I had smoked back then.
Its quite strong.
Well, anything less wouldnt even be noticeable.
Saying so, Tacchia took back the cigarette she had put in my mouth.
Despite it having been in my mouth, she showed no hesitation in putting it back in hers.
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