Chapter 4.35
“This is surprising,” I murmured. “When did you wake up?”
“(Yawns)… Just now.”
Night Fury sounds really tired. Actually, it’s peculiar that a sword spirit would feel tired.
“Come on, just let me take you for a swing,” August said to Night Fury. “I’m sure I could swing better than that guy over there.”
“…Even if that’s true, and even if my master had zero talent for swordsmanship…… I would still choose to stay with him instead of you.”
Hearing that response, August made a despising look at Night Fury.
“Just shut up and—”
The moment he extended his hand for Night Fury— I noticed that my right hand was reaching for the hilt of the Black Sword.
“Aug— lookout…!”
THUNK!!!
My body did a quick drawing horizontal slash— August immediately received the blow by blocking with the scabbard of his Crepresculum Ignotum.
There’s no way I could pull off such a move. It must be Night Fury— she’s controlling my body…!