378 376 Meir scolded me.

"What were the mares doing?

The Frans were sitting back on a table set that Quina had removed from her maid's liking and reporting back to each other on what they had been doing since they broke up with each other over tea.

Naturally, the tea contract is steak. Mouth a cup of tea in one effort while eating a thick steak molly. Tea or meal already, right? But it's a natural sight in the Beast Nation. Quina as a scratch doesn't say anything either.

Honestly, I don't think it's a good idea to report back to each other after entering Wang Capital... They couldn't wait for either.

We'll explain that our skills have become difficult to use and my renovations.

"Has your skill changed to advanced and your fighting power dropped? Isn't that a circumstance!

"Mm-hmm. Very hard"

"But it's not a story you don't listen to at all, is it?

'Really?

"Yes."

According to Quina, this is a common phenomenon when sensory and physical enhancement skills reach the highest level and change to superior skills.

After all, the skills I usually use sensibly seem to be confusing when things change.

"Well, still, it's not usually possible for multiple skills to change to the top at a time, like the Frans, so I can't give you any advice or anything,"

'Right...... But how do you usually overcome it?

"Training."

That was a very concise answer. But that's the only way, isn't it? If there was an easier way to overcome it, Earthlers would have taught me.

The next thing Meir ate from the skill story was still that my outer body was originally the Divine Sword Kelvim. Meir says Quina is also very surprised.

"I didn't know we were going to meet the Divine Sword in a row in this short period of time..."

"Yes, I'm surprised."

'I'm going to return that word as it is. I'm an ex-god sword, a quasi-god level, but you guys have a serious divine sword.'

"No, no, it's a quasi-god sword, an intelligence wepon, and there seems to be some more secrets? Wouldn't that be awesome?

"Aren't you ready for the Divine Sword already?

Meir and Quina are looking at me with a frightened look for some reason, but after Earthlers showed me the Earth Sword Gaia.

Not very much, but I don't think I can name a godsword or anything. I guess Mere's perception is a little sweet because Lind hasn't shown true power yet. I mean, it's horrible what kind of monster Lind turns into when he's really back. I am a quasi-god sword.

When I whined about that, Meir kicked my ass.

"Master, that's a little too humiliating, isn't it? It doesn't matter if it's a divine sword or not. You saved this country! More pride!"

"Mmm! Master is an awesome sword!

"Oh, yeah?

"That's right! Besides, the sword rating is the owner rating, right? It's one of the talents of adventurers to meet superior weapons and see if you can get them!

I see. Luck is among the talents, or do you mean an adventurer's rating with the strength of a weapon?

"Master, your humility even demeans Fran's accomplishments! More breasts - no, but be proud of what you are!

'When I'm humble, so is Fran...?

"That's right! Plus, think about it! It prevented the great army of warcraft and evil men from losing their country alone, defeated the vicious evil man who was pulling the thread behind them, attacked the dungeon and saved their country. Isn't that amazing?

Well, that would be pretty awesome if you did look at it objectively. If we weren't talking about ourselves, we'd think of ourselves as any hero.

"Well... am I, are we awesome"

"That's right! It's amazing!

They told me that Fran looked like Marmano, but that seemed to apply to me, too. You seemed humbled yourself, telling Fran not to be humbled.

I know why myself. It's a divine sword. With Gaia in front of me, I took the liberty of rating her and now I don't think I can win. And I didn't think it was a big deal.

I swore that one day I would catch up with the Divine Sword. That means you admitted you were losing, not today. I can't help but beat the divine sword, but he had unknowingly taken up a large part of himself that felt remorse and defeat. Because of his inferiority to the divine sword, he seemed to denigrate himself more than he needed to.

But as Meir told me, I can't do it, which means Fran's using a bad sword. Besides, me and Fran are always fighting together. My despise of merit means despise even Fran's merits. I don't think so!

'I'm sorry about that. It's okay now. "

"Mm-hmm. That's fine"

I'm not going to be a Tengu, but from now on, let's get more chested up. As you deserve as Fran's sword.

"But you said you showed me Gaia, didn't you? What if Lord Earthlers let you go?

"Mm-hmm. Just a little"

When we talked about more mock warfare, Meir was very envious of me. Come to think of it, it's a mock fight against the Rank S Adventurer. There's no way I don't envy Mere, the battle freak.

"Wow, I wanted to fight Lord Earthlers too!

It's going to bite out the tablecloth. But he got his head slapped by Pessili and Quina and went back to sanity. When I coughed up with Cohon, I changed the story.

"Still, isn't that gear looking pretty good? I mean, I had my original gear modified by Lord Alistair, but what about the performance?

Meir is looking at Fran's new protective gear and narrowing her eyes. Even the same battle freak as Fran, he likes cute things.

"Mm-hmm. Just"

"Right. Hehe."

"What's going on?

"No, it's nothing"

Meir suddenly smiled. What's the matter with you? Did you get hit by Fran's cuteness?

"Ma'am, why don't you honestly say that you're happy that your gear is made by Alistair as well?

"Nah......! What are you talking about, Quina! No, I don't think so!

"Your face is loose."

"Ugh, shut up!

That seems to be the case. Quina, as always, don't calmly expose yourself.

"Well, more than that, what were we doing?

"Mmm."

I guess it's embarrassing. It was a forcefully undone mea.