689 The ordeal of the brave has just begun.

"I didn't know I would break your precious holy sword. In lieu of my life, let me atone."

"Dear Alex, don't think about it!

"Don't stop, it's Luvent. The spiciness of losing a family heirloom is where my clan knows better than anyone."

"But..."

"Lord Brave, if my life is not enough, please give me this sword. An untold divine sword, but would perform considerably even in the hands of a people without divine power. If you don't need it, you can sell it to me. I think if we sell it, we'll get enough wealth to live wealthy until the last generation."

"Dear Alex, what can I ask you? Such as giving people their ancestral divine swords. Not to mention fate. Instead of inheriting it, we're still at the stage where we're looking for a woman to deal with!

We were returning to the Dragon Nation village.

However, in a completely different situation than when we chased out the fog monster.

"Lord Alex, please stop."

"Lord Brave, but then..."

Not yet, early morning.

So much so that the sun finally peeked into his face from the ridge east of Dragon Peak.

But because of the noise we made back, a lot of dragon people are coming out of their homes and asking about this one.

And in the heart of the wild horse, Mr. Alex put the blade of the divine sword against his own neck and was still trying to harm himself. Trying to make it stop somehow, heavenly Luvent is holding it back with pale faces.

Listeer is also desperate to keep Mr. Alex's outrage in mind.

However, Listeer's eyes feel half empty.

Is it your fault...?

"That the Holy Sword has broken...... its...... Honestly, very sad. Ha ha...... But if Mr. Alex pays for his life, it doesn't mean he's going back..."

"But the resentment will clear up, won't it?

"Ugh, no grudge!

The Holy Sword of Fire inherited by the brave Listeir is a legendary weapon for the people, in the hands of King Armuad I of the Founding Fathers, if traced to its origins.

Generations of brave men have held the Holy Sword and have acted in such a way as to make history.

But that too has been so far.

By Mr. Alex, the Holy Sword was broken in two.

"I'm sorry, I told you how to make up for the depression..."

"Slutton, too, stop. Because I'm the one who pulled out the Holy Sword in agreement with you. Ha ha ha..."

"But..."

If it was meant to be, Listeer must have been and will continue to be very active, leaving his name for future generations as one of the greatest braves of all time.

And, eventually, he was supposed to entrust the Holy Sword to the next generation of brave men and live a full afterlife with Celis.

Yet...

"Tell my brother, Louvent. I entrust you with the sorrow of the clan."

"No, no, Master Alex. Such a role cannot be accepted by this Louvent"

The blade of the broken holy sword is now housed in the sheath.

Nevertheless, just because you brought back the broken part doesn't mean you can rebuild it.

The Holy Sword is not the same weapon around it.

A powerful treasure ball worthy of being called the Holy Sword is embedded in the violin. And the sashimi was also made just to withstand the output of the treasure balls.

Even the best blacksmith in the country, I'm sure he can't beat it back.

Because in order to rebuild a legendary weapon, you're going to need legendary skill.

Before the army of demons attacked. On the western side of the King's Capital in the kingdom of Arms there was a section where artisans gathered.

But I've lived all my life since then, and I've never heard any rumors about a legendary worker.

Even Listeir doesn't expect the Holy Sword to go back to normal.

So why did you bring back the broken blade of the Holy Sword?

That is because a serious mission remains that the remains of the Holy Sword must be returned to the King.

The last brave man.

Listea may have to bear the stigma that from now on, she broke the Holy Sword and shattered the hopes of the people.

A listeer that turned away from the future of hope and was dropped at the bottom of Nara.

When I think about the future of Listeer, my chest is tightened.

Everyone knows that, and Mr. Alex understands that.

That's why Mr. Alex was trying to hurt himself to apologize.

Though, Listea's right, isn't she?

With Mr. Alex harming himself and bringing back the Divine Sword instead of the Holy Sword, nothing is solved.

What matters is how we get through this crisis.

Among other things, I'm worried about Listeer's psychotic breakdown!

"Slutton, I'm fine. Don't worry. Ha..."

From earlier on, there's a weird dry laugh caught between words, brave man!

From the time the Holy Sword was broken, Listeer's mental breakdown had begun.

Shortly after the Holy Sword was crushed and broken.

Listea stopped moving after staring at the holy sword broken in two.

At that time, Mr. Alex, who had broken it, was more upset and wolfy.

This is how we came back to the village after daring to take Duranell, who had managed to regain consciousness with Listeer, who had stopped functioning.

During the journey, and during Mr. Alex's self-inflicted disturbances, Listeer was gradually beginning to regain herself.

But the shock of the broken Holy Sword still had a strong impact on the spirit of Listeir, as you can see.

At first glance, you seem to be giving a decent opinion from earlier...

"Hey, Listeer. Come on, motherfucker. I'm over here. He's an old dragon man!

Apparently, all naked men look slutty to Listeer, whose eyes have been half empty.

The dragon warrior, who had been spoken to by Listeir earlier, was grinning bitterly with his bald head as troubled.

By the way, among the wild horses surrounding Mr. Alex, there were not many men naked alike.

They are all warriors whose clothes have been melted by foggy monsters.

To be honest, the men's bare festival is hot and bitter, and it's not like I'd like to see it. There's no choice in this place, is there?

And I was told on my way home that Celice and Namy were late to jump into the fog or that they didn't include women among the warriors who chased the fog monster because they knew it would happen from the beginning.

Well, not if you're analyzing the situation for swallowing.

If we don't get Listea back to sanity somehow, we're really going to be abandoned!

"Listeer......"

"Oh, Elnea. And the gods and the heavens? What kind of situation is this?

"Ah, Mistral!

Louvent is desperately trying to stop his husband, Mr. Alex, from harming himself.

Listeer shows a mental breakdown and Slutton and Celeste are trying hard to get her back on her feet.

It was Mistral who put his face there.

"Nyah."

From afar, I could hear Niemia squealing.

Apparently, Niemia and Priscia, who were going to play in the north, came back and flew the Mistrals over here.

"Yeah, well..."

I speak to Mistral about the backdrop of things because I feel like straw. [M]

Mistral might know how to objectively get Listeer back on his feet.

However, my slight hope was shattered by the late twin sisters, who left no wooden ends behind.

"Oh, you finally broke that curse sword."

"Oh, you've finally run out of life for that curse sword."

"... Huh?

Ha ha, and the dry laugh was leaking out of my throat Listea, but it broke completely with the relentless stopping words of Ufiria and Nina.

"Ha... The holy sword is the curse sword? Legendary weapon? What is the Holy Sword...... Ha ha ha ha..."

"Yufi, Nina, what did I say!

I panicked and blocked Yufiria and Nina's lips with my hands.

But it's too late.

Not only Listeer, but even the Sluttons were stopping the function and watching this one.

Shit!

The words of Ufiria and Nina are true, but they were too shocking for your line of brave men who were poked at the facts, weren't they?

We've known for a long time.

Especially when I first met Old Sleighsta.

That a holy sword held by a brave man is actually only a powerful cursed sword.

Neither is the treasure that is embedded in the sacred sword, nor is it a treasure like that given to it by the goddess, but merely a treasure with a powerful curse.

But not just the Listeers, but the average person should have thought everyone was unconscious.

Sacred sword is a gift from a goddess that a brave man deserves to have.

I didn't think it was just a powerful curse sword.

Yet Ufiria and Nina have relentlessly slapped reality.

I never thought that the sword we cherished was just a powerful curse sword. Your line of brave men was all spasmodic with their white eyes turned.

"Here. Yufi, Nina, what are you talking about in this situation!

To my protest, but all my twin sisters say.

"Ernea, this is the time. Sometimes I can get back on my feet by telling you the truth."

"Ernea, this is the time. Sometimes you can get back on your feet quickly by correcting your fantasies."

"So..."

Didn't you have to involve Slutton and Celeste as well as Listeer? I thought so, but it was Ufiria and Nina who were non-discriminatory!

"Listea, hold on! What Yuffi and Nina said is true!

"Hawa. Dear Elnea, I'm just chasing you."

"Ha!?

"Cheer up. It was a rare curse sword, but it's not the only one."

"Master Mist, the Holy Sword is unique to the people."

"Oh, yeah, Mistral. Because the Holy Sword is synonymous with the brave, isn't it?

"But it's a magic sword made by the people."

"But it's a weapon made by people."

"Hawawa. Dear Yufi, Dear Nina!?

Lyla is turning right and left with tears.

Mistral thinks like trouble.

Yufiria and Nina scratch the situation funny.

And I'm going to have a nervous breakdown.

"Oh, yeah. Look, Listeer. I'll give you this!

What I offered was a pitch-black demon sword, the "seat of the soul spirit".

It's important, but instead of the Holy Sword...

"Yes, no. I don't get that for boulders. I mean, you'd be cursed if I had it, wouldn't you?

"Ha, I was!

I rush to the throne of the soul spirit.

"Yeah, yeah. Then tell the demon king the others..."

"No, no, that would make them all demon swords!?

"Ah, right. Listeer knows everything!

"I don't know anything. I just know you're starting to run wild."

"I'm the runaway!?

Such an idiot.

I'm cool, aren't I?

No, what Listeer points out and thinks so is that it's already in a runaway state?

Apparently, the one with the most advanced mental breakdown was me.

Conversely, Listeer seems to have returned to normal to the rumblings of twin princesses and mistrals and the confusion of Lyla.

"Ernea.... is that true?

"Yep, talk about the Holy Sword being the Spell Sword? Then it's true. Grandpa, my master, told me."

"Right...... I didn't know the identity of the Holy Sword was actually a spell sword. But if you skip the past history and heritage and think calmly, you can believe it. Historical braves were a prerequisite for residing a powerful curse first. And the Holy Sword was a sword that exerted its power by a spell."

Could it have been true what Ufiria and Nina said?

By knowing exactly who the Holy Sword is, Listeir may be recovering from a mental breakdown.

"I'm sorry to keep you quiet. But I didn't mean to fool you, did I?

"I'm not blaming you for anything. Rather, I appreciate it. If I had stayed that way, I might have broken my heart with self-blame for breaking the Holy Sword. But knowing that the Holy Sword was a curse sword, there was only a little hope."

To be precise, Ufiria and Nina exposed it, not me.

Nevertheless, the glow was returning to Listea's eyes, which were half empty.

"Honestly, I am deeply hurt by the fact that I still broke the Holy Sword. But not if you're frustrated. If the Holy Sword is a weapon created by the people, I think it can always be fixed by the hands of the people again."

"Right!

Even if there are no legendary forgers within the kingdom of Armuard, maybe they are in the kingdom of Yortenithos.

Even if you're not in the kingdom of Yortenitos, you must be somewhere in the world.

About 300 years ago, I don't think it was the culmination of the people's forge skills.

To Listea's words, the Sluttons also finally began to recover.

"I'm going out everywhere, buddy?

and it was Slutton who smiled.

"Before you do that, show your sleeping creecio your cheerful face. Oh, get dressed properly."

"You stupid bastards. It doesn't matter if you have clothes or not to meet your own daughter-in-law."

"Damn, he's a nasty guy.... Here, wait! I'm telling you, it's the witches Keeli and Inea who are nursing, right?

You think you should normally wear clothes to see your daughter-in-law, too. Especially if the opponent is Crescio.

Plus, if I expose myself to nudity in front of Keeli and Inea trying to stay clean and right, I'm sure it's gonna be a big deal.

But Slutton didn't take Listea's advice and waved the big hand into the building where Keeli was supposed to be asleep.

And I can hear you, Keeli and Inea cursing. And the screams of Slutton.

"... you're a big idiot, he is. Nevertheless, this would restore Crescio as well. And then it's my problem."

Once again, Listea turned her attention to the broken holy sword.

"Ernea, thank you for all your cooperation. Lord Alex, too, has bothered me. But it's okay now. And then it's my own problem."

"Listeer?"

Apparently, Listaire has regained a strong heart.

There's no shade in my eyes anymore.

Listeer stares at the sunshining eastern sky and speaks with strong determination of her upcoming plans.

"First, I must report to Your Majesty. Maybe the punishment will come. But I'll make sure I rebuild the Holy Sword. Elnea, I swear to you and this broken sword."

"Listea, we'll accompany you everywhere, won't we?

"Now it's the Sacred Sword Resurrection Journey."

Celice and Namy hold Listea's hand properly.

There, Mr. Alex spoke out of sorrow.

"I'm the one who broke the Holy Sword of the Valiant Hall. I will accompany you and apologize to the King."

"Dear Alex, Your apologies to the king of the people, etc..."

"Be careful what you say, Louvent. Lord Brave, please acknowledge my company."

"... right. With the loss of the Holy Sword, it's hard for us alone to get down Dragon Peak. From us, I'd like to help Lord Alex, if I may."

"So, accompanied by an escort, so?

"Regards"

Leaving Mr. Alex alone like this could really hurt himself after I took my eyes off him. Then perhaps you should accompany me and apologize to the King.

Those who broke the holy sword, and those who were broken.

But we don't seem to have any remorse for each other.

Listeer and Alex, you're a fine adult.

"All right, I'll work with you! I'll find clues to the resurrection of the Holy Sword."

"Ernea, before you do that, there's still work to be done, right?

Mistral sighs at me as I lean my neck wondering what happened.

"We have to get your mirror back to the temple of Kyouo, and we have to deliver Madrine, right?

"Ha, you did!

"You're always busy."

The laughter Listeir showed was his usual refreshing.