Mercenaries. Outlaws who worked for money. It was like an occupation which included all the people in this fantasy world; young boys adoring the Hero of legend, men dreaming of a rise in status, maidens who refused to be a weak woman, princesses who ran from home because they didnât want a political marriage, Elves branded with the mark of a slave, heroes hiding their identities⌠It was a gathering of all kinds of people.
The ones who suffered at the barbaric behaviour of mercenaries, who followed the law of the jungle as well as capitalism, were always powerless villagers. Penniless mercenaries were bold and shameless robbers, while mercenaries with power were mobile time bombsâthey were viler and greater in number than nobles with filthy personalities.
Just why were these kind of pests being left alone?
Suggestion: Donât you think the Holy Swordâs soul holds a clue?
âOh! Miss Trainee Teacher, arenât you a genius?â
âMermaid, bring that Holy Sword back up again, will you.â
âWhat do you want with that old relic?â
The mermaidâs change in attitude was so fast as to cause goosebumps, asking this with a coy face. This was just how the race called mermaids acted, however; when they saw a man who was more to their liking, they would cast aside the previous man like a pair of worn-out shoes. As for the passionate love and memories they shared together? What would you expect from the cousin of a goldfish that forgot everything in 3 seconds?
âI have something to ask it.â
âMy, oh my! Youâre going to listen to the last words of a spinster who ended up thoughtlessly dying after putting on airs just because she was a little pretty, I see? Youâre so compassionate, becoming of a holy Hero. Please wait a moment~â
Splash!
Having come to a mistaken conclusion of her own accord, the mermaid brought out the Holy Sword in no time.
âBrother! Hurry and draw the sword! Hurry~â
âStop rushing me, before I dump that noisy mouth of yours into the pond.â
âYouâre too much!â
Ignoring the complaining Lanuvel, I grasped hold the hilt of Holy Sword 3, the Ego Sword that had appeared in the new education curriculum.
Immediately afterwards, I heard the voice of a female.
(Pleased to meet you, Hero of the present age. My name is-âŚ)
âSpare me the self-introduction. Youâre Holy Sword 3 from now on, got that?â
I had no interest in something like the personal information of a woman I couldnât touch. It wasnât like her voice guaranteed she was a woman either. Even on Earth, the number of males that posed as females using their motherâs resident registration number and a stolen picture. Everyone was genderless on the Internet, and this Holy Sword was no exception to that.
(Uh, you are the Hero, yes�)
âHoly Sword 3. Stop with the sleep talk and reply to what I ask instead. Tell me all about the missions and achievements I need to take in the upcoming future.â
(Ah, yes. Then we will begin training from now on. In order to efficiently handle this Holy Sword, it is extremely important to have basic physical strength and advanced swordsmanship. Perform 500 vertical and horizontal swings of the sword each every day. I will be counting the number. It may be unfamiliar and difficult at first, but donât be impatient as a Hero will grow quickly. First, aim to become able to cut a wooden post in one strik-âŚ)
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Ker-chunk-chunk!
My divine strike cleaved apart the forest.
(Eh? Huh�)
âWhatâs next on the menu? Just spit it all out.â