After defeating the red bear and retrieving the ore, we went back to David. Dragging back the red bearâs corpse all the way made the trip a difficult one.
âWell, I never. Who wouldâve thought youâd be able to defeat that thing,â David said.
âDid you know that monster was there?â I asked.
If he knew, then he had basically sent me and his disciple to die. But why? I promised to swing my sword for him, so if he wanted me to defeat that thing, he couldâve just said so from the start.
There was no reason to ask me to escort his disciple.
âWell, I thought there might be a monster, so I asked you to escort him. At least with you around, I figured heâd come back alive,â David said.
So everything went just as heâd hoped for.
I suppose asking me to guard his disciple was more likely for me to accept than asking me to go kill some monster he wasnât didnât really know that well.
âFrom the looks of things, it seems youâve run into some problems indeed, but because of that my discipleâs also grown,â David said.
Davidâs disciple went to his workshop as soon as we came back, only giving a passing greeting to David.
âHis eyes have changed. Thank you,â David said.
âThereâs no need,â I said.
It was a promise after all.
I didnât bother pursuing the issue of his request either.
Seven days later, a messenger came to me with a letter and a great sword.
On that swordâs hilt was engraved the name: zweihander, the black-flame speckled great sword.
The sword was black and forged for strength. Its straight shape embodied its unbending will.
Only one sentence was written along with the sword. It read: Please use this when you lose your weapon.
I did lose my weapon during the battle with the red bear, didnât I?
âKurt Bild Dash⊠Thatâs the name of Davidâs disciple.â
My heart became lighter at the thought of a new budding talent.