141 - - 30th episode relative

It's been a long time, Nano. I've come back from the ...... abyss to take revenge."

I take off my "SSR, Mask of the Clown," and for the first time in about three years, I call out to one of my revenge partners, Nanno, a Dwarf species.

He looked deeply astonished and even his voice was hoarse.

He looked truly astonished, and even his voice sounded hoarse.

It's real. It's not a hallucination, or an imposter, or some psycho twin brother."

But it's been almost three years since then. So why haven't you grown up at all? ...... A racial child should grow up more after three years, right?　It's not the same as it used to be, oh, no way. ......"

I've stopped growing as I used to because my body, my mind, has refused to forget the fact that I was betrayed by you guys. I wanted to get revenge on you people who betrayed me and tried to kill me like a piece of trash.

Although he did not speak out the truth, Nano was convinced that he had let out his anger toward them that had built up like sludge in his chest.

He said, "...... Apparently it's not a hallucination, it's the real thing. Did you go alone at this time of night to the border of the slums to catch me?"

You are right. I really appreciate you falling for it. I had a hard time holding back my laughter when they fished me out and stood in front of me.

............"

Nano covers his face with his free left hand, which does not hold a sword.

Is he angry that he was so easily caught?　Or is he regretting his actions, having fallen into a trap?

Oh yeah, you're alive. ......

As I imagine his inner thoughts, Nano speaks quietly.

I have seen you betrayed and almost killed many times over the past three years. Why did I stand by and do nothing? Why didn't I stop them?

"............"

Nurno's unexpected line made me think.

(Did Nurno regret what he had done at that time?　(He certainly didn't touch me himself, but ......)

I thought for a moment about the possibility of a "reformed" person, but quickly dismissed it in my mind.

Instead, I raise my guard.

Unlike his words and actions, the evil vibe I have been sensing from NANO since a while ago has become stronger.

He reveals his face, which he had been hiding with his left hand.

The expression on his face is an ugly smile, filled with a desire to torture the weak.

Why didn't I stop everyone and brutally beat you to death with my own hands then?　I will never be able to participate in the search for a "master" candidate again, because I was given the wrong "master" candidate, and once my dream!　My dream of "making legendary weapons" was almost crushed!　How many times have I dreamed of killing you with my own hands!　I didn't want to be eaten alive by demons, I wanted to be tortured to death so severely that I would have regretted being born!

Nano opens his eyelids to the limit, his eyes bleary, and he screams as he sprays saliva all over the place.

Even without hearing the words, I could tell just by looking at his expression how much he hated me with all his heart.

Because of you incompetent race, my genius as a blacksmith was almost buried!　It's because of a trashy race like yours!　Aaaaahhhh!　I'm so angry now that I remember!　Why were you born!　How could you be alive?　Why didn't you die before you caused me trouble!

Nano screams so hard that he breathes on his shoulders.

When he finished shouting what he wanted to shout, he smiled again, a sickening, sticky smile.

He then said, "...... but the goddess did not forsake my genius, after all. I was lucky enough to get my hands on a copy of the Forbidden Sword Book, and thus was able to fulfill my dream of creating a legendary weapon!　Yes, I am a genius!　I am the chosen genius of this world!

He raises his sword as if to show off.

The sword in Nano's right hand is simple in design, but the blade is reddish-black and the handle has a texture like hair.

Just looking at it, one feels sickened.

Despite this, NANO himself looked ecstatic, as if he were standing in front of a supreme work of art.

Look at this sword I have created!　The godliness of the "Fear Sword," which will one day be called a "legendary weapon"!　Light...... you have made me bitter, but I forgive you. By being the food for this 'legendary weapon', the 'Sword of Fear' ......!

"Are you going to kill me with that stupid sword?　Nano, you're forgetting that you're here because you're fishing for me, aren't you?"

Nano holds up his sword and lets out a maniacal laugh, "Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee.

I stare at him coldly as I put on my "SSR, Mask of the Clown" again and hold the staff in both hands.

That's why you are incompetent!　There is no sign of anyone around but you!　If you were going to bluff me and discourage me from fighting, you should have prepared a few of these limp-dick mooks!

Nanno finished and kicked the ground again!

They charge and swing their swords at a speed that is hard to believe for a Dwarf species.

I calmly catch the sword's line and block it with my staff.

My eyes cannot be fooled!　The Fear Sword's ability is not limited to its mask and wand!　He must be wearing many other magic items!　Like that bracelet on your right arm, for example!"

What?

I act upset (、、、、、、), stomping my footsteps and playing hard to get as if I had been played by Nano's sword.

He misunderstands that his point was right on target, and chirps more aggressively and in good form.

He then goes on to sing in a more aggressive tone, "You were lucky enough to be sent to a treasure chest room or something when you were transferred in the Abyss, and you were able to escape from the Abyss safely thanks to the staff, mask, and other items you obtained, weren't you?　And for the last three years you have been looking for an opportunity to take revenge on me. ......　I, a level 300+ Dwarf, a genius of genius talent, created the legendary Sword of Fear, and you think you can win?　You're too cocky, you idiot!　You f*cking piece of shit, you f*cking piece of shit, you f*cking piece of shit, you f*cking piece of shit, you f*cking piece of shit!　Hihihihihihihihihi!"

Maniacally looking down on me - the race, Nano swings his sword.

But after all, he is a dwarf who has not been in a proper battle for about three years. His sword stroke is monotonous, and he simply continues to attack, relying on the performance of his weapon.

I easily flicked the sword and hit him hard in the dove tail with my staff!

Guguet!

Nano rolled on the ground, making a sound like a frog that had been stepped on.

I looked down at NANO, who had rolled on the ground, and told him.

Do you have the Sword of Awe (a treasure class weapon)?　I know ....... Of course you've already taken precautions, so of course you've trapped them, right?"