13 Silver Sword as a Weapon

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Before the fight starts, I walk towards the corner of the battle stage and there, open the trunk where the level zero weapons got stored; spears, swords, arrows, and different kinds of weapons.

There is a reason they leveled these weapons at zero. Compared to the other weapons, they are fake or useless. They are like the typical weapons that you could see everywhere.

Of course, if you want to make this weapon into level one, you can try to insert mana on them to enhance the damage effects and create more features on them. 

Mainly because I don't have enough knowledge about magic, and only those fragmented memories I opened from Old Rolan; weapons are necessary for me... 

Although I have no intention of winning this battle and I don't have a way to win either; it doesn't mean I'll just play around. 

Of course, I will do my best as well to test my current prowess. 

Although there is a Gamble I entered, I don't want to think too much about it. I know that there is no way she would give me a hard time after I lose. 

Not to mention, I only entered this bet because it is an excellent opportunity to deepen my connection with her; win or lose. 

Achoo...

Oh! Did someone remember me? 

My eyebrows furrow as I scratch the tip of my nose. 

I turn around and when I see nothing wrong in the atmosphere; I shake my head, then a smile cracks on my face.

I played too many games, read too many mangas and novels in my former life, and from that, I got a little grasp on understanding weapons. 

Although I ain't a master, I am also not clueless. 

I know this isn't enough, but better than nothing. 

...

Just as I open the compartment, I see a long silver scabbard that shines with the gleam from the bulbs on the ceiling. 

My attention got picked by the beauty of the scabbard.

I'll take this. 

I squat and pick up the scabbard. 

Sword compared to another weapon, I can say the easiest weapon to use for a novice person like me. Just a random swing or some skill of clairvoyance can do. I can't say I have mastered the ability of clairvoyance, but I can claim I ain't bad at it.

At least, that's my opinion. But every person has their different opinions. Of course.  

I shake my head and bring all the worries to the back of my head. 

I actually don't care about others' opinions. 

Not to mention, I know I have a point. 

Swords aren't like spears. I don't even know how to hold a spear at the right angle. I also don't have the speed that is needed for a swift-type weapon. (Spears are an example of swift-type weapon)

Swords are also not as difficult as arrows where you need to have good eyesight for accuracy and a fast hand to hit a moving target.

And those other weapons too, no need to say all of them one by one. The sword is what I already chose.  

Just as I touch the tilt of the sword, a sudden enlightenment surges in my head. Another layer of memory-seal breaks.

Maybe because the Old Rolan knew he hadn't fated to become good at mana manipulation, he secretly trained how to use weapons. 

Learning this, I changed my three views about him; he wasn't as a hillbilly, hypocrite, idiot, and cowardly as I thought. He was merely good at hiding what he knew.

Maybe there really are no idiots in the world. There are only people who are too silent. Hmm. There is nothing permanent in this life, anyway. 

An idiot person can be intelligent as long as the person studies. 

...

After the memories mixed up with mine, I suddenly felt too energized.

I can feel my hand as if it wants to move on its own and show me how to use the weapon. 

Maybe this is the downside of having a sudden understanding of something. 

Although I know how to do it, I can't execute it as I have in my mind. Expectation and reality are two different things. 

The movements are awkward...

...

Okay, done...

After closing the lid of the compartment, I hang the scabbard on my waist. 

Only after making sure that it had a tight grip did I put my hand down... 

I stretch my hand wide as I crack my frozen neck...

Crack...

Oh... So good...

After the stretching and cracking, I look at my weapon again. 

Are there defects? 

I already talked with Jasmine and she agreed and gave me a few minutes to have some time. 

I put my hand on the handle of the blade and pulled the blade out from the scabbard. 

The sword flickers with a blinding light as I pull it out. Nevertheless, I didn't care about it and just pulled the remaining part.

Shing*

The sound of the sword being pulled out rings in my ears. 

As I try to wave it, the swoosh*  swoosh* sound rings.

The sword is as its scabbard, a long silver with a thin layer and a pointed head. 

The blade seems to slice anything, and the point could destroy everything. 

Although this weapon is just a level zero sword and my movement is awkward, I feel my morale rise after just a few swings.

Sword, as always, cool...

You must know that in the past, there are many stories; not just rumors but a history, a true story that passed with words of individuals and books. It is said that there were many individuals who, once vulnerable and incompetent, became powerful and skilled people because of swords their mastery of swords and swordsmanship. 

Their mastery and knowledge about swords gave them a favorable life.

Although I have no expectations of becoming a legend like them, I want to at least have the power to hold a candle for my current enemy... 

Now that everything is ready, it's time to proceed to the second phase.

"Let's now have a battle! Miss Tyrant! "  

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