427 425 Peer Disgust

"And this is the one that's going to be a clue"

"Demon Sword Shard."

What Fran took out was the body of a chopped demon sword. There would be a possibility of approaching the identity. Thanks to the loss of the majority of the magic, the disgust had already diminished considerably.

'... hmm. The material... I think it resembles my full body...'

I have a blacksmith skill, so I can tell some distinction. At least not iron. I don't know exactly who this metal is, but it was the metal used by me that seemed closest to it.

Sure, it should have been a metal called Oleicalcos that only a divine blacksmith could use. I just don't know if normal blacksmith skills make it special, just that only a divine blacksmith can handle it.

Even Gauls didn't understand my material. Still, I found out that the metals that make up the Devil's Sword with me are very similar.

But when it does, the conversation becomes more difficult. Anyway, because that demon sword even comes up with the possibility of a divine sword. Well, I only felt much weaker magic than Gaia showed me, and I think it's more likely that a demon sword less than a divine sword, made by a divine blacksmith using oleicalcos.

Considering that, I can also be convinced that I was able to activate a shared meal. Intelligence Weapon made of the same material, made by a divine blacksmith. It wouldn't be strange to say homogeneous. There seems to be a better chance of something to do with a divine blacksmith than Trismegistos.

"I'd like to look into this, could you keep it for me?

Master?

"When the investigation is complete, we will definitely return it. Fran's trophy."

Well, even if we have it, I can't look it up on my own any more, and I wouldn't mind if it meant lending it to you.

"I think it's good."

"Mm-hmm. Okay."

When Fran and Frederick were talking before Gordon's body, Ursi came back.

"On!"

"Ursi, welcome back. Got something?

"On!"

Oh, I'm so confident in Ursi. Apparently, tracking went well.

"... Marquis Ashtoner's mansion?

"On!"

Ursi nodded loudly at Fran's inquiry. Seriously? Fran, too, just gave the name of Marquis Ashtoner for now, but I didn't know he was right all of a sudden.

"Really?"

"On!"

When Fran doubts and asks back, Ursi desperately believes and makes a good appeal. This really seems to have escaped into Marquis Ashtoner's mansion.

Last time I went out of my way to show signs in a residential area and I was wary not to be followed...... This time, they found out where he was running away.

No, you couldn't afford to sprinkle the chaser because you were taking damage with Fran's sword king move? I would have absorbed some of my powers.

As a result, my magic and endurance values increased by 50 as a result of co-eating. I also feel subtle, but if I can fully absorb the power of the Devil's Sword, I can also expect considerable enhancement.

"Did that wolf pinpoint the escaped end of the Devil's Sword?

"Mm. Marquis Ashtoner's Mansion"

"Is that true?

"Mm-hmm. I can trust you"

"Gawgaw!"

When Fran suspected me, I went out lousy and said, "Believe me -" but to Frederick's words, I said, "What? You don't believe my words, Temei? It was a reaction I felt." I'm flying cancer and staring at Frederick.

Even in a dog-sized condition, it's quite powerful, but Frederick hasn't flickered at all. That's great.

"Don't stare."

"On......!

Fran punches Ursi in the head with a pessy slap and beware. Then Ursi said, "Because!" I looked back at Fran with the expression.

But Fran ignores Ursi and proceeds with the conversation.

"Going to the Marquis Ashtoner house"

"No, wait a minute"

"Khun......"

Yeah, come on, Ursi.

"Even if we force ourselves in here, if we can't discover evidence of a denial, this one will just end up being pursued. It will take a long time to do another investigation. Be careful."

"Mmmm..."

"Gaw!"

Ursi stares at Frederick again. To interpret, "Temei, what's wrong with you? I've got cancer. Gora! ♪ Is that right?

Once again Fran slapped me in the head with a pen, and Ursi said, "Shit. I'm gonna miss you this time." I took my gaze off Frederick with a attitude. Could this kid have been such a dickhead?

In the end, there's a chance that we'll be raided again if we stay here like this, and after putting out the fire with Bermelia, we decided to move the place. It is in the aristocratic district that we aim for, that hideout where we first met the Earl of Baileys.

On the road, Bermelia nods in a convincing manner when she talks about the demon sword disappearing into the Marquis Ashtner residence.

"After all, you seemed involved. There's one more reason to get into the Marquis Ashtoner house."

"If what the wolf sees is true, so be it. We have to take the back."

"Gaw!"

Ursi, who responded to Frederick's words, said, "You're telling me I'm lying! Oh?" I roar. No, he's usually a little cuter, but Frederick's got a strange entanglement.

Do you hate your own people? Skill configurations are similar, and they may be antagonistic to Frederick, who is likely to threaten their position. It's a wolf for once, and I guess you care about where you stand in a group.

"Are you a fellow hater..."

Is that the same disgust I feel about that demon sword?

It is a demonic sword with mighty power, capable of acting independently and independently. Furthermore, the user can be given skills and the like to enhance them beyond what is normally possible.

Of course, this information is not definitive, but as things stand, it was likely an intelligence wepon with powers similar to mine.

It's too similar. Too similar.

I got angry at the way he did it. But Hamulus died because of a long period of potential liberation. That was something that could happen to us. Me and him are dangerous swords that could bring death to the user. I hate to admit it......

"Hmm."

(What's the matter?

'No, a little... I just wondered why the Devil's Sword and I were alike. "

(no resemblance)

'No, they don't look alike, but they have pretty similar abilities, don't they?

But Fran sometime denied my words with a strong voice.

(no resemblance! He killed the user!

'But if we use too much potential liberation, we lose our lives, too. It's just the difference between whether you stopped along the way or not. Well, I'm pretty sure he killed Gordon...'

(no resemblance! He killed the user himself. My master always thinks of me. Not at all)

'... do you?

(Mmm! That guy is a bad sword. Master is a good sword)

Honestly, as far as I'm concerned, there doesn't seem to be that much difference between him and me. Just the difference in stance towards the user.

But if Fran tells me it's different, I'm sure it's different. Let's think so.

I just thought about it that way, and I could see that my heart was clear. It's cash while I'm there.

"... thank you"

"Mmm!"