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On the sandy beach called the Invasion Coast in the Zadark Kingdoms Western region, Sancreed was holding a single sword at the ready.

Having a green gem fitted into it, it was the Wind Sword. It was the sword that Sancreed received from the God of Wind Wyrm.

Sancreed focused his mind on the Wind Sword, and started to flow magical power into it.

O Wind!

At the sa ti he shouted that, Sancreeds magical power dwelled in the Wind Sword.

The power of intense wind enveloped the Wind Sword, and the gem emitted a faint light.

Swinging that several tis, Sancreed then cancelled the Wind Magic Sword.

Up until now, it was fine. When using the Wind Magic Sword, he had no complaints whatsoever with the Wind Sword.

O Light!

What he tried to invoke next was the Light Magic Sword.

However, far from accepting the magical power that Sancreed was flowing into it, the Wind Sword was repelling it.

The regurgitated magical power assailed Sancreed, and together with a bit of pain, he felt a faint amount of lethargy.

Tsk.

As expected, he wouldnt drop a sword, but annoyed by that faint discomfort, Sancreed thrust the Wind Sword into the sandy beach.

The Wind Sword was this kind of sword. As a sword for Magic Sword-use, it possessed efficiency to the point that there was nothing greater than it, but it wouldnt absolutely wouldnt accept anything other than a Wind Attribute Magic Sword. On the contrary, it would end up attacking him like this with anything else. It was too much of a problem for him to entrust his life to it.

After Sancreed sheathed the Wind Sword into its scabbard, Transfer Light sparkled in a place a bit away from him.

After that gathered and popped, what appeared there was the figures of the Demon King Armys Northern General Altejio, and then his wife, Margaret the Blacksmith.

Margaret, who was carrying sothing that looked like a sword wrapped in cloth, expressed a smile when she found Sancreed and ran over to him.

Sancreed-sama, Ive brought you a sword!

Since Sancreeds magical power was too strong, average swords would break imdiately. It was there that Sancreed commissioned Margaret to manufacture a sword for his own personal use, and Margaret also continued to pour extraordinary passion into the research and prototypes for it. It seems that that sword was finally completed.

Running over to him, Margaret opened up the cloth and displayed the contents while looking up at Sancreed with a whole faced smile.

What was there was a sword with a simple design. The transparent gem that was fitted into it fit in perfectly with Sancreeds hand.

Hou

It is the Hard Sword Raizanok. I used the imitation Holy Sword that Yklsaas-san brought, and fragnts of the enemy called the Holy Armor Soldier. Its sharpness isnt all that great though

Is that so.

Sancreed nodded, then told Margaret to move away a bit.

After confirming that Margaret hurriedly went away, Sancreed lightly swung about the Hard Sword Raizanok.

There wasnt much of a great difference between it and the Wind Sword that he swung earlier in terms of weight, and the sa went for its size when comparing them at a glance.

O Wind.

Gathering the power of wind and wrapping the Hard Sword Raizanoks sword blade with it, Sancreed made a small nod.

Indeed, it was stable. It didnt have a dangerousness to it like the swords up until now.

Going in that case, Sancreed poured his magical power in a bit stronger.

However, the Hard Sword Raizanok accepted this as well and strengthened its response to it.

Seeing that, Altejio raised a voice of admiration, and Sancreed expressed a smile.

If its with this, then maybeFeeling that way, Sancreed poured even more magical power into the Hard Sword Raizanok. Every ti he did, Raizanok would strengthen its responseand then, suddenly, a high-pitched *kiin* sound started to play.

Mu.

Thinking so this is its limit, Sancreed was about to stop pouring magical power.

However, he imdiately noticed that it wasnt at its limit. It was because the sword hanging on Sancreeds waistthe Wind Sword was playing the sa sound as Raizanok.

This is?

When he was about to touch the Wind Sword with the other hand that wasnt clutching the Hard Sword Raizanok, right before his hand could touch it, the Wind Sword turned into a gust of wind and vanished.

Eh!?

Margaret unconsciously raised her voice, but Altejio and Sancreed were also surprised.

Imdiately after the Wind Sword vanished, a green wind started to envelope Raizanoks sword blade.

It was sucked into Raizanoks transparent gemand dyed it green.

Before long, when they thought that the gem would be dyed completely green, it once again returned to being transparent.

Like that, what remained in Sancreeds hand, was only the Hard Sword Raizanok that was the sa as before.

What was that just now?

Margaret was unable to believe what had just happened right before her eyes.

If they were to express only the simple facts, the Wind Sword disappeared. That was all.

However, it wasnt that simple.

It looked as if the Wind Sword was absorbed into Raizanok.

A sword being absorbed into a sword was impossible, and Margaret didnt rember creating such a revolting sword either.

that being said, the Wind Sword was a special sword. From what she had heard, it was a sword that the God of Wind Wyrm had awarded to Sancreed. In other words, it wasnt simply a sword, it was a sacred treasure. In that case, it probably wasnt that mysterious even if sothing were to happen.

But, even so, she didnt know why it took the form of the Wind Sword being absorbed into Raizanok. Moreover, its appearance seed like it didnt change at all from how it was at the start.

Sancreed silently looked down at Raizanok in his hand for a while, but before long, he held it at the ready and started to concentrate.

O Wind!

When he poured magical power to use Wind Magic Sword, the transparent gem turned green and started to shine.

And then, wind congregated.

The power of the wind that enveloped the sword blade was wild, and the gem emitted a strongbut stable light.

While confirming that sensation, Sancreed was convinced.

Raizanoks performance had increased more than it was before. Most likely, its sharpness did as well.

Youve created quite the interesting sword, havent you.

Mu, muuI have sowhat mixed feelings about it since these were specifications I wasnt aiming for though.

If the results are good, then everything is fine. Besideswhat is this. It fits terrifyingly well in my hand.

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