The Great Sword is not the Main Body!-Chapter 102: Spirit Master, Ser (1)

"It should be soon."

Rubia, pressing her robe tightly against the cold night wind, looked around.

"It should go well..."

"Yeah, it'll be fine..."

I, too, pressed my robe down and tightly held Rubia’s hand.

[If you need help, I’ll do what I can. I don’t know if they’ll believe it though.]

"If Kartia-sama steps in... that would at least be reassuring."

[I need to feed off divine power for a while, but I’ll make sure to pull my weight.]

"Hehehe... Thanks. But... we can’t really call Kartia a holy ground anymore, can we?"

[Holy ground my ass. Just because some fancy folks crawled in and started making a mess, does that make it a holy ground? Ah, well, I guess it is a 'holy ground' in the sense of its 'nature.' Fucking hell.]

Rubia flinched at Kartia’s sharp curse, taking a deep breath.

[And I never asked anyone to call it a holy ground. That land is where I killed the dragon, not some sacred place. I didn’t do anything special there.]

"A... dragon...!"

[Yeah, a dragon. A huge, terrifying dragon. But... why the hell am I, who took its head, stuck in this situation?]

"Ugh... I'm sorry."

I cautiously patted the bracelet that was now Kartia, bowing my head.

Two days ago. After pulling out Kartia’s greatsword, she started traveling with us.

Originally, she couldn’t leave due to an unknown seal, but as soon as I drew the sword, the seal was lifted, or something like that.

They say the seal was some ancient magic used by dragons. But now, the only dragons left are... the ancient dragon, Sirinias, and no one else.

Hmm... The seal had been in place for about 600 years. Maybe there were other dragons back then?

Anyway...

With the seal lifted, Kartia could leave the homeland, but another problem arose.

The moment she left, the greatsword couldn’t maintain its form anymore...!

The most likely reason seems to be that my rank isn’t high enough to wield it, but they said that if I undergo trials and unlock my own abilities, it should work.

Still, just in case, I tried various things for the last two days.

I secretly activated a fragment of Carpen and even tried a fragment of Tylant that I got from Bishur...

But the results weren’t great.

But... as Kartia said, if my rank is low, shouldn’t I even be able to grab the sword in the first place...?

Well... Anyway.

In the end, I had to drain Rubia’s divine power, which was higher than mine, just to barely maintain the shape of the bracelet.

If I want, I can turn it into the greatsword form, but after swinging it a couple of times, all my mana gets drained, so... I don’t want to use it.

It’s also really heavy.

[Hurry up and fix this somehow. My pride’s at stake here.]

"Y-yeah... I’ll try my best."

[Try your best, huh? Just do it right, you brat.]

"...Eh?"

[Shut your mouth.]

"Yes..."

I pretended to stroke the bracelet on my wrist, secretly giving it a small tap.

[But seriously, I still don’t get it. My mana is way off, and you, a kid who hasn’t even gone through a trial, how the hell are you able to hold my sword?]

"Our Noah is pretty special."

I’m not sure why, but Rubia, who seemed a little more confident than me, chuckled.

[Hmm... I guess. I can’t deny that. Since this connection exists... I can feel something unknown. What is it? A dragon? Or a god?]

God, my ass...

"No, I’m just human."

[No matter how I look at it, you don’t seem like an ordinary human. Damn it, I don’t know either. I’ve been on break for too long, so my senses are dulled. Tch. Back in my day, things were a real mess. I told you, in my era, there were dwarves, and the elders of that tribe would... well, they were-]

Kartia... always brings up stories from the past like this.

At first, I found it fascinating because I didn’t know this history... but hearing the same thing over and over again, I got bored and didn’t want to listen anymore.

Still... I try to listen as best as I can, thinking of it like hearing from a grandmother... but... hmm...

[Are you listening? Huh? All these things I’m telling you are going to be beneficial for you. Pay attention.]

"Y-yes. I’m listening very carefully..."

I wasn’t listening. I was just nodding absentmindedly and muttering "Oh..." or "Wow..." every now and then.

Then, when Kartia started telling the story of Chapter 3 of her journey—about the World Tree.

"It’s been a while."

"Ah...!"

"Ah... Hello. I’m glad to see you’re okay after causing such a big mess, Sirin."

Sirin suddenly appeared with a puff!

Thank goodness! Especially, Chapters 3 and 4 were really boring...

Nice timing!

"Hmm. Rubia, you seem to be in good spirits as well. Has something good happened?"

"Hehehe... Well, it wasn’t bad."

Rubia’s warm hand tightly gripped mine.

"Ah, hello, Sirin."

"Yes, it’s been a while. But... hmm? Oh... Noah, seems like you’ve had quite an interesting time as well."

[Hey... kid. Is that person even human?]

Kartia’s voice echoed in my head.

‘Huh? Isn’t she human?’

[That’s supposed to be human? No... hey, you crazy kid. That’s not a person, it’s a dr-]

"Well, I’d like to believe everyone has their circumstances, so I hope you understand."

Sirin’s voice, oddly tinged with power, interrupted Kartia’s words.

But what’s this? Does Kartia know who Sirin is?

What’s going on? Tell me too!

[...Can you hear me? Did that girl hear us?]

‘W-wait, you’re speaking directly into my head, aren’t you?’

[Right. Unless someone is directly connected like you, they shouldn’t be able to hear. But, this damned brat really thinks I’m her grandmother? Does she want to die?]

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‘...Uh, no, not really.’

Huh, how did she know?

[Not really, huh? Tch, whatever. So... who the hell is that person?]

Sirin, who had been silently observing my conversation with Kartia, smiled softly and opened her mouth.

"Kartia, I’ll explain it to you later, so just wait a little longer."

"Ugh... how did you know...?"

I awkwardly hugged the bracelet and took a step back.

[...What the hell, so scary...]

The bracelet trembled slightly.

"...Do you know Kartia?"

Rubia, swallowing a deep breath, cautiously asked.

But Sirin didn’t answer our question. Instead, she gave a strange smile and raised her arm.

"You’ll learn everything soon enough... For now, it’s best to finish what’s urgent first."

Then, she snapped her fingers.

[Hey, what... what the hell... is this?]

Following Sirin ahead, I gently stroked the trembling bracelet.

‘First-time viewers might get surprised, you know. I was really shocked too.’

[No, that’s not it... Sigh... never mind.]

The sound of water droplets falling echoed through the cave.

"Sorry. It’s a bit of a hassle to move us all at once to where we’re staying... but we’re almost there, so I hope you’ll understand."

"It’s fine, walking this much isn’t a problem. But... is it really so bad that we need to hide in a cave?"

"Hmm? No, that’s not it. I thought it would be more romantic to stay in a cave when being chased. Don’t worry too much."

Rubia frowned at Sirin’s casual tone.

My face also twisted slightly.

Romantic...? Well, I guess romance is important, but... Still... still a bit... uh...

"...Wasn’t the Tower Master sick?"

"Well, if it goes on like this, he won’t last half a year."

"But... you left a sick person here because of romance?"

Rubia glared at Sirin with a cold expression.

"Hmm... seems like you think pretty badly of your daughter. You’ll see soon enough. Now, let’s go inside."

Seeing this, Sirin smiled bitterly and slowly spoke.

[Open the door.]

Kukukung—

At the same time, a tremor shook the cave, and the scenery changed again.

"Well, go ahead and greet. I’ll take care of other business."

Kukukung—

"...Huh?"

[Oh my god...]

While others might not know, the first thing that came to mind for me was the large fireplace crackling on the wall.

"Ugh...?"

The carpet that looked like it would be so soft just by looking at it, and the four steaming mugs on a wooden table.

And.

"Hello."

Sitting in a rocking chair, knitting.

"My name is Ser. I hope we’ll get along well for the time being."

Ser appeared.

"Ah, hello...!"

[Spirit Master?]

"Uh... hello. Tower Master."

"Hehehe... Yes. It’s an honor to meet the Priestess in a private setting. So, is this the cute young lady you mentioned, Noah?"

"F-far from cute... but... yes, Noah is correct..."

Her voice, soothing enough to make you feel drowsy, and her soft tone.

I couldn’t fully see her appearance... but her expression and gestures.

She looked exactly like Ser from the game.

"The rumors were pretty scary, but you don’t look like that at all. Hehehe."

"Ugh... it’s all just rumors..."

"Of course. A lady this cute couldn’t possibly be a demon. Such ridiculous rumors."

Ser stopped knitting and stood up from her chair.

How can someone look so elegant even when standing up from a chair...?

"You can’t stand forever, so please sit."

"Y-yes..."

I nodded like I was in a trance and walked towards the sofa Ser pointed to.

[Hey. That woman... something’s off.]

‘Huh...? What makes you say that?’

[Hmph... no, it’s more like... I don’t know how to describe it. She definitely feels like a spirit, but... what is it?]

‘I have no idea...’

Just in case, I focused my senses and looked at Ser more closely.

Her mana flow is a bit different from regular people... but there didn’t seem to be anything too strange.

Tok-tok-

"Sirin mentioned that the Tower Master’s health wasn’t great, but from the looks of it... I can’t tell."

"Yes. It’s a very subtle illness. But I’m glad he seems to be okay. And please, just call me Ser, not Tower Master."

Ser smiled faintly as she answered Rubia and then turned her gaze back to the table.

"I took the liberty of preparing drinks... Priestess, coffee—"

"You can call me Rubia, too. I’m not fond of the title Priestess..."

Ser tilted her head slightly upon hearing Rubia’s words.

Then she smiled mysteriously and nodded.

"Hmm... Hehehe. I understand. Rubia, coffee, and ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) Noah, strawberry milk. I wasn’t sure if it would suit your taste."

"Strawberry milk...!"

The sweetness of the strawberry milk that I imagined in my mind made me hurry toward the table.

As I was walking quickly toward it...

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The crackling fire in the fireplace started dying down.

"Ah, it went out again. I’ll take care of it. Please, relax while you wait."

Ser patted the back of the sofa and walked toward the fireplace.

And.

[Oh. Do you see that, kid? She’s summoning a spirit.]

‘I can’t see it, I’m blind, remember?’

[...Sorry.]

‘Hehe... just kidding. Hmm... but something strange is forming. Is that... a spirit?]

Tok-tok- approaching, Rubia was also watching Ser with interest.

"R-Rubia... she’s summoning a spirit...!"

"As I thought. It’s quite... ethereal."

[Wow... I think it’s been nearly 800 years since I last saw this? This is a refreshing change.]

While the three of us were making a fuss, the small spirit appeared in Ser’s outstretched hand.

"Wow, it’s so cute! Hehe... is it a sparrow?"

[It’s a low-level spirit. But why is it so scared...?]

Rubia smiled contentedly.

And as Kartia’s words trailed off.

Ser grabbed the spirit violently.

Whoosh-!

And burst it.

"...Huh?"

[...What the fuck.]

Tok-tok-

The sparks scattering in the air rekindled the firewood in the fireplace.

Sizzle-

The heat pouring out of it burned Ser’s hand.

And then, once again.

A water spirit appeared in her burned hand.

Splash-!

It exploded.

The thick water fell, healing Ser’s burn and scattering into the air.

For a moment, Ser stared at her hand.

"This firewood isn’t completely dry, so it’s not ideal for lighting a fire. Please understand."

With an elegant gesture, she looked at us.

[Oh, goddamn. That’s not a normal crazy person.]

She smiled.