Chapter 220: - The Sword of the Sword
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"Can you pull the sword out of its scabbard and look at its body?"
I asked Taura to help me, and she silently pulled the sword from its sheath.
The blade of the sword was stained reddish black.
"This is ......."
As expected, Taura was absolutely stunned by the appearance.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's the result of an attempt to further rewrite the curse that has been altered. But we have succeeded in homogenizing it, and now we are going to put the finishing touches on it. I would like you to hold it as it is and hold the sword as if you were laying it down."
I take out the special Bloody Potion I prepared for this occasion and open my right hand, which was clenched in a tight grip. I concentrate the black blur of the curse that has overflowed into my fingertips.
"Rust! That's it!
Taura screams when she sees my fingertips. Even so, I am amazed that my sword does not waver at all.
"I'm able to use magic now. Now I'm going to register you as the owner of the sword. When I say "name it," I want you to think of a name for the sword and give it to me. By doing so, I will register Taura as its owner. Okay? Here we go."
"No, no, wait. Wait, wait! What the hell do you mean, it's now available! Besides, I need time to think of a name!"
Avoiding eye contact with Taura, who looked impatient, I dipped the fingertips of my right hand into the Bloody Potion and placed my fingertips on the blade of the sword. I decided to use my momentum to push through.
I continue to slide my finger on the sword blade and write the magic circuit directly on the blade. It has been a long time since I have written directly on the magic circuit. Usually I shorten the time by using the scroll of "transcription", but not this time.
The black haze of the spell and the Bloody Potion mix together at my fingertips and begin to glow blue-white as they are applied to the sword blade.
I draw up the magic circuit at once.
"Taura! "Name it."
"What! The cursed sword Hinageshi.
In response to Taura's words, the blade of the sword emits a bluish-white glow.
The light envelops Taura's hand, which grips the sword, and as it travels backwards, Taura's entire body is enveloped in a bluish-white light.
Taura's whole body is enveloped in a bluish-white light. The first sword ever created in this world by magic and alchemy. A daisy... I think it's the flower that Taura's beloved...
"What, this? I can feel Master Sailor: ......"
A few words escape from Taura's mouth. The blue-white light that covered Taura's entire body converged into a sword. The sword, which had been reddish-black, is now tinted a pale blue.
The radiance of the sword is almost sacred.
Only the magic circuits I had written in the sword's body remained reddish-black.
"Is this the same person who gave that sword to Taura?"
I ask, checking the overall workmanship.
"Yes."
"─ ─ Since the curse deals with human thoughts, the strongest of the human thoughts that remained in the sword probably came to the surface?"
My interest was piqued by the unexpected change in the sword, but I managed to suppress it.
"So, this is really Sailor, is it? I see... Oh. ....... I have avenged him. I have, master Sailor. That hateful man who shamed you to death is now in my hands..."
Taura gently touches the blade with her fingertips and speaks to the audience in a desperate tone. Strangely enough, as if in response to Taura's words, the intensity of the light covering the blade of the sword repeatedly intensified and weakened.
Even from a distance, the light seemed to be like a mother comforting her suffering child.
Had she said all she had to say? Taura finally stops speaking and sits down as if collapsing on the spot. Her cheeks were wet with tears.
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"Can you pull the sword out of its scabbard and look at its body?"
I asked Taura to help me, and she silently pulled the sword from its sheath.
The blade of the sword was stained reddish black.
"This is ......."
As expected, Taura was absolutely stunned by the appearance.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's the result of an attempt to further rewrite the curse that has been altered. But we have succeeded in homogenizing it, and now we are going to put the finishing touches on it. I would like you to hold it as it is and hold the sword as if you were laying it down."
I take out the special Bloody Potion I prepared for this occasion and open my right hand, which was clenched in a tight grip. I concentrate the black blur of the curse that has overflowed into my fingertips.
"Rust! That's it!
Taura screams when she sees my fingertips. Even so, I am amazed that my sword does not waver at all.
"I'm able to use magic now. Now I'm going to register you as the owner of the sword. When I say "name it," I want you to think of a name for the sword and give it to me. By doing so, I will register Taura as its owner. Okay? Here we go."
"No, no, wait. Wait, wait! What the hell do you mean, it's now available! Besides, I need time to think of a name!"
Avoiding eye contact with Taura, who looked impatient, I dipped the fingertips of my right hand into the Bloody Potion and placed my fingertips on the blade of the sword. I decided to use my momentum to push through.
I continue to slide my finger on the sword blade and write the magic circuit directly on the blade. It has been a long time since I have written directly on the magic circuit. Usually I shorten the time by using the scroll of "transcription", but not this time.
The black haze of the spell and the Bloody Potion mix together at my fingertips and begin to glow blue-white as they are applied to the sword blade.
I draw up the magic circuit at once.
"Taura! "Name it."
"What! The cursed sword Hinageshi.
In response to Taura's words, the blade of the sword emits a bluish-white glow.
The light envelops Taura's hand, which grips the sword, and as it travels backwards, Taura's entire body is enveloped in a bluish-white light.
Taura's whole body is enveloped in a bluish-white light. The first sword ever created in this world by magic and alchemy. A daisy... I think it's the flower that Taura's beloved...
"What, this? I can feel Master Sailor: ......"
A few words escape from Taura's mouth. The blue-white light that covered Taura's entire body converged into a sword. The sword, which had been reddish-black, is now tinted a pale blue.
The radiance of the sword is almost sacred.
Only the magic circuits I had written in the sword's body remained reddish-black.
"Is this the same person who gave that sword to Taura?"
I ask, checking the overall workmanship.
"Yes."
"─ ─ Since the curse deals with human thoughts, the strongest of the human thoughts that remained in the sword probably came to the surface?"
My interest was piqued by the unexpected change in the sword, but I managed to suppress it.
"So, this is really Sailor, is it? I see... Oh. ....... I have avenged him. I have, master Sailor. That hateful man who shamed you to death is now in my hands..."
Taura gently touches the blade with her fingertips and speaks to the audience in a desperate tone. Strangely enough, as if in response to Taura's words, the intensity of the light covering the blade of the sword repeatedly intensified and weakened.
Even from a distance, the light seemed to be like a mother comforting her suffering child.
Had she said all she had to say? Taura finally stops speaking and sits down as if collapsing on the spot. Her cheeks were wet with tears.
"Can you pull the sword out of its scabbard and look at its body?"I asked Taura to help me, and she silently pulled the sword from its sheath.The blade of the sword was stained reddish black."This is ......."As expected, Taura was absolutely stunned by the appearance."I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's the result of an attempt to further rewrite the curse that has been altered. But we have succeeded in homogenizing it, and now we are going to put the finishing touches on it. I would like you to hold it as it is and hold the sword as if you were laying it down."I take out the special Bloody Potion I prepared for this occasion and open my right hand, which was clenched in a tight grip. I concentrate the black blur of the curse that has overflowed into my fingertips."Rust! That's it!Taura screams when she sees my fingertips. Even so, I am amazed that my sword does not waver at all."I'm able to use magic now. Now I'm going to register you as the owner of the sword. When I say "name it," I want you to think of a name for the sword and give it to me. By doing so, I will register Taura as its owner. Okay? Here we go.""No, no, wait. Wait, wait! What the hell do you mean, it's now available! Besides, I need time to think of a name!"Avoiding eye contact with Taura, who looked impatient, I dipped the fingertips of my right hand into the Bloody Potion and placed my fingertips on the blade of the sword. I decided to use my momentum to push through.I continue to slide my finger on the sword blade and write the magic circuit directly on the blade. It has been a long time since I have written directly on the magic circuit. Usually I shorten the time by using the scroll of "transcription", but not this time.The black haze of the spell and the Bloody Potion mix together at my fingertips and begin to glow blue-white as they are applied to the sword blade.I draw up the magic circuit at once."Taura! "Name it.""What! The cursed sword Hinageshi.In response to Taura's words, the blade of the sword emits a bluish-white glow.The light envelops Taura's hand, which grips the sword, and as it travels backwards, Taura's entire body is enveloped in a bluish-white light.Taura's whole body is enveloped in a bluish-white light. The first sword ever created in this world by magic and alchemy. A daisy... I think it's the flower that Taura's beloved..."What, this? I can feel Master Sailor: ......"A few words escape from Taura's mouth. The blue-white light that covered Taura's entire body converged into a sword. The sword, which had been reddish-black, is now tinted a pale blue.The radiance of the sword is almost sacred.Only the magic circuits I had written in the sword's body remained reddish-black."Is this the same person who gave that sword to Taura?"I ask, checking the overall workmanship."Yes."" Since the curse deals with human thoughts, the strongest of the human thoughts that remained in the sword probably came to the surface?"My interest was piqued by the unexpected change in the sword, but I managed to suppress it."So, this is really Sailor, is it? I see... Oh. ....... I have avenged him. I have, master Sailor. That hateful man who shamed you to death is now in my hands..."Taura gently touches the blade with her fingertips and speaks to the audience in a desperate tone. Strangely enough, as if in response to Taura's words, the intensity of the light covering the blade of the sword repeatedly intensified and weakened.Even from a distance, the light seemed to be like a mother comforting her suffering child.Had she said all she had to say? Taura finally stops speaking and sits down as if collapsing on the spot. Her cheeks were wet with tears.
