'Sword ......?　Oh, I see. Are you going to teach me the art of Lowen Alais?
'Yeah, I think it would be an instant asset. Maybe Rastiara could master it.

　I'm not sure I can tell you everything.
　I can't claim to understand all of Rowen's swordsmanship myself. However, as an inheritor of Rowen's sword, I think I can teach you certain things.

　Rowen wants his sword to spread, and Rastiara is also very interested in Rowen's swordsmanship.
　That's not the only benefit of teaching them. It's also a good way for me to train and bring out the power of my sword.

--Lowen, the treasured sword of the Alais family.
　A sword adorned with the magic stone of the guardian Rowen.
　Attack Power 19.
　The attack power is equal to the level of the equipper.
　The wearer can recall the swordsmanship of Rowen Ares.
　Shape-shifting is possible. The equiped gains +2.00 ground magic to the wearer.

　The Treasured Sword of the House of Alais, Rowen, comes with a wealth of special abilities.
　One of them is 'the wearer can recall the swordsmanship of Rowen'. If you're a good judge of your own, you'll be able to understand the details of Rowen's swordsmanship theory that he failed to convey.

　It's a story that can really kill three birds with one stone.

For now, do you think Fenrir will be able to swallow it faster if he is assigned as an instructor (coach)?　-- "Fresh Blood Magic, Fenrir Arraith.

　Rustyala shakes out her remaining MP, closes her eyes and casts a fresh blood magic.
　The color of her hair changes slightly and the gap in her sword stance disappears.

　If it's as the story goes, the one who is here now is the former 'Sword Saint' and the current head of the Aleis family, Fenrir Aleis, in his prime.

''Alright, let's start with a quick sword fight. Just look and feel and learn.

　Even when Rowen taught me, it was mostly actual combat. I'll try to imitate that.

'Yeah, I get it,'

　We held each other's swords at the ready and swung them at each other on the verge.

　I fell behind in magical battles, but I had the advantage in sword battles.　
　Although my arm strength is inferior, I am greatly superior in skill. Also, simply because the skill 'sensitivity' is activated in a fight without magical assistance, it's advantageous.

　After a certain amount of sword striking each other, I take one from Rustyala.
　I'm not going to be able to get my hands on any of them.

''Wait a minute. Are you going to learn to watch this ......?
It would be easier on us if you did: ......
Such an outrageous ......!
Okay, I'll try to take it a little slower.

　Even with the assistance of fresh blood magic, it's not going to be that easy, apparently. I tell her to slow down her teaching pace. However, Rustyala's expression still doesn't brighten.

''Also, before that, Rowen's swordsmanship, that's weird!
What?

　I wasn't talking about how difficult it was to imitate, but rather complaining about the technique itself.

'Normally, swordsmanship is wielded with the assumption of an opponent about the size of a man. Yet, Rowen's swordsmanship assumes a monster the size of this ship.
Isn't that normal?　Otherwise, we'll be in trouble when the giant monster comes out.
''No, if there's an enemy as big as a monster, you'd normally give up fighting with a sword ....... Yet this swordsmanship is thoroughly trying to fight with only one sword. That's why I'm saying it's abnormal.
'Oh, I see. Rowen can't use magic, so she's going to try to make it all work with a sword: ......
You'll have to push yourself a bit harder to understand this absurd sword technique and get past the absurd special training: ......

　Rastiara intensifies the power of her fresh blood magic to the limit.
　Her hair glows colorfully and then settles to a silvery white color. It seems that she has gained even more of a different person's experience into her body.

''Slow down!　Slow down!
I know. ......

　Once again, we reunited our swords.

　The sharpness of Rastiara's sword had increased.
　I could see that she was following Rowen's technique and focusing all of her attention on swallowing it all.

　Thus, our training continues until the end of the day.
　A nice smell wafts from inside the boat, and me and Rustyala fall in at the same time as Snow and the others come back from the stern with their fishing gear.

'Hah, hah, hah!
'I'm so tired!　It feels so good to sweat!

　I was struggling to breathe out my blood-scented breath and Rustyala had a joyful smile on her face. It's a kind of runner's high.

　Seeing us sweating, Snow calls out to us.

''Hmm, good job ....... It was such a nice day, but training is such a thing, isn't it? Kanami and Rastiara-sama, too.

　Rustyala invites Snow to join him as he gets up.

'Fun?　Do you want to do Snow too?
'Yes, no, I'll refrain. I'm not very good at being tired ......, then!

　Snow flees from the deck, taking the Reaper with him.
　Rustyala looked at him in wonderment as he looked away.

'That wasn't good. It's funny, it's so much fun.'
...... No, you're the only one who can say this is fun.

　I move my exhausted body and rush into Rustyala.

'Eh, that's a bit tiring, but...' Isn't it fun to make yourself stronger?　What can I say, isn't it pleasant to see yourself sharpened up?
I like it, but that kind of thing depends on the person. ...... But still, there's a lot to be gained from sword training. You're right, Lastiara is right, and on review, the Rowen Alais style of swordsmanship is extraordinary.
We're going to have to start practicing on a regular basis.
Yeah, sure, we'll work on our swordsmanship together.

　The swordsmanship I inherited from Rowen is important.
　However, I do not intend to keep it on display for the rest of my life. I'm sure Rowen would like to see the swordsmanship passed down to him grow even stronger. I am confident that he values others more than anything else, and he wants to be of help to me.

　If that is the case, then how should the 'Kenjutsu' evolve?
　It has to be more practical and suitable for Aikawa Uzumi's dimensional magic.
　While thinking about this new 'swordsmanship', I returned to the ship.

　Afterwards, we all ate a dinner made by Maria, and the second day of the ship's journey to the home country came to an end.


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　The next day after a special training session with Rastiala.
　My short sleep had become a habit, and I had been out on deck alone since early morning.

　Yesterday's special training was worthwhile. There was no doubt about it.
　However, I'm still dissatisfied with the point of drawing the power of the 'Treasured Sword of the Aleis Family, Lowen'. It's true that thanks to the sword, my instruction to Rastiara went well.

　However, I believe that the true value of this sword is not like this. It's still not enough compared to the cataclysmic changes of Palinclone and Maria, who took in the magic stones of the guardians (guardians).

　I jump down from the deck to the sea.

''-- Magic 'Freeze'

　As soon as I land, I deploy my freezing magic at my feet.
　Freezing the surface, I run over the ocean.

　I can see a small island nearby.
　When I reach the shore of the island, I take out a large bag from my "possessions," and I scrape the sand and stones around it.
　I gather up the sand and stones around me and throw them one by one into my inventory.

　After getting over 10 kilos of sand, I return to the ship.
　I got what I needed and returned to the deck of the ship with a smug look on my face, only to be spotted by the reaper.

'Hey, what are you doing, brother ......?'

　I was about to head aft with my fishing gear on my back again.
　Snow is with us, so maybe he's planning to get fancy with some early morning fishing.

　These guys are .......
　They are really enjoying their everyday life. ......

...... I got a little sand from the sand.
What, why the sand?
'It's just to practice bringing out the power of Rowen's sword. I haven't used it to its full potential yet.
'Heh, sounds interesting. Let's have a look at ...... sister Snow.

　The Reaper tugs on the hem of Snow's clothes to stop her.

'The Sword of Rowen ....... Then you might be a bit interested in .......

　Snow puts down his fishing gear and starts to look at it.

'Don't interrupt me ......?'

　I spread the sand I picked up on the deck and hold the 'Aleis Family's Treasure Sword Lowen' in both hands.
　Then I close my eyes and focus all my attention on the sword.

　However, all that flows into my head is 'Sword Art'. After and after that, it's 'swordsmanship' all the way through.
　Smiling at my best friend's s*xuality (saga), I ask for something else in my mind.

　With the magic of my body clothed in my sword, I think about the magic of a new attribute.
　I've finished creating the image.
　The basic magic of the earth attribute, 'Earth', is the magic that controls the earth. It's the magic that controls the earth.

　The sword lets out a little bit of dissatisfaction.

''-- Earth magic 'Earth'.

　Slowly, he traces the sand with the "Treasured Sword of the House of Alais, Rowen".
　Then, like iron sand that sticks to a magnet, the sand begins to crawl across the sword.

　Then, like a living thing, the sand begins to dance. Like a fish resisting the backwash, the lump of sand rises into the air.
　It's not dimensional magic or freezing magic. It was an earth attribute magic that should not be able to be used by me.

''Ku, ugh!''

　However, the magic that is taken with it is tremendous.
　The sensation of being forced to use something that cannot be used by nature makes my body scream.
　Most of all, it's probably because I haven't received the sword's consent.　

''Rowen, please help me: ......

　Following his intuition, he activates the skill 'Sensation'.
　A new wave of power that grasps reason is added to the wave of earth attribute magic. My forelock floats and the two waves of power blend together. I felt an illusion that my consciousness was being sucked into the sword.

　I thought I heard a voice from inside the sword. 'I'm not very good at it either.'
　I have a vision of a young man with red-copper hair who puffs out his cheeks a bit.
　I give the young man a sly grin.

　-- "It can't be helped.

　With that voice, the world changes for the last time.
　A tiny grain of sand dances above the deck of the Living Dead.
　My magic power standing in the center of it reverses.

"--Crystal magic 'quartz'--

　The magical power of dimensional magic that overflows from me is transformed through the Treasured Sword of the Aleiss Family, Rowen. It becomes the magic power to steal the logic of the earth that controls the crystal and erodes the dancing grains of sand.

　He obtains a part of the power to steal the logic of the world.

　The sand is transformed into crystal.
　No, it's not just about the crystal. A simple stone can be transformed into jewelry, sand into gold, and all sorts of minerals. It's all up to me.

　As soon as I end the magic, the sand that has been hovering in the air falls to the deck.
　A river of glowing gems was born there.

''Oh, oh!　I'm glittering!　These are all jewels!

　The Reaper was excited to pick up the changed sand and stones.
　But it was Snow who was even more excited.

'Just sand turned into jewelry ......?　Could this be alchemy?　Great, that's what Kanami and Rowen Ares is all about. With these powers, they're invincible. We don't have to worry about money. We can live a life of infinite self-degradation for the rest of our lives!
Hey, wait.

　He glares at Snow, who looks like he's about to make a little leap.

'Hey, I didn't say anything Yo ......?'

　Snow, overjoyed by the snobbishness of the idea, looks away and takes the gems in his hands.
　They start playing with the shining sand on the deck as if they were playing in the sand.

　But I know what Snow wants to say.
　He picks up one gemstone and observes it.

　It is fixed as a completely separate mineral.
　It's a foul ability, even if the value of gems in this world is low. If I spent all my time on smelting alone, I could easily cause the market to collapse in price.
　Depending on the minerals I change, it could even affect the entire price of the country. Depending on how it's used, it's magic that could be a strategic offensive tool.

　As soon as the finances of this ship become national level, so does the uncertainty.

　It's this much power just because the guardian (guardian) magic stone and the user have a slight affinity (synchronized) with it.
　Then it's safe to assume that Maria and Palinclone, under the same conditions, can do the same thing.
　It means that both of them have enough power individually to tip the world's economy.

　The enemy we are about to fight and the ally we are about to ask for help from.
　Feeling the immensity of this, I shudder.

But, brother. What are we going to do with all these cups of crystal and gold?

　Tired of playing in the sand, the Reaper asks me.

'Yeah, yeah ....... We can't handle all this stuff on our own. So we're going to go talk to him. You guys coming?

　It's beyond our control.
　Even if we took it to the redemption office, we wouldn't be able to redeem it for our personal contracts.

Well, does that mean we're going to the Confederacy?
Yeah.

　The Connection gives us a direct line to the Allies. We can get back to it if we want to.

I don't want to go to the Walkers' house that close to ......

　Snow shook his head, his eyes swimming. He doesn't want to go all the way back to Lauravia, even though he's enjoying his freedom.
　The Reaper pats Snow's trembling head and holds his fishing tackle in his hand.

We're fishing," he said. We're fishing," he said. "We're not done fishing with your sister yet!

　Apparently, the Reapers are staying because they care about Snow. You'd really like to see what's going on with the Confederacy, but you're a gentle boy.

"Yeah. Well, I'll be quick to go off then.

　I reinsert all the sand on deck into my 'possessions' and I chant my magic.

"-Magic 'Connection'.

　Change the destination to be connected depending on the image.
　The counterpart is not the labyrinth, but the Epic Seeker's headquarters.

　A light purple door is created that destroys the concept of distance.
　The Guardian's (Guardian) magical stone is foul, but I walk through the door, thinking that I am mostly a guardian.