There Is No World For ■■

Chapter 25: A Coincidence For The Heroine (6)

* * *In a warehouse that had been completely burned black.

Beyond the half-collapsed wall, two elves were

This was already the third time —once when they were still at the bar, once while she was dragging him to the warehouse, and now.

By now, Freya Cahn also seemed a bit disappointed as she licked her lips.

"No matter how talented ya ar’, ya will eventually hit a wall if ya jus self-study... It's a shame."

"I apologize."

"Whatcha apologizing for... Oi, then how about ya enter duh academy?"

The academy? Dung Beetle frowned without realizing it.

"If ya want, I can at least write ya a leder of recommendation."

"..."

"Even if ya dun wanna be my direct apprentice, goin’ to duh academy will make sure ya talent doesn’t go to waste. Plus, it wouldn’ urt to ave a familiar face when that Elf Pri—Miss Miridith enrolls."

Dung Beetle smiled awkwardly. He was contemplating how to refuse this offer. Freya Cahn sighed upon seeing his expression.

"Didn fall for the elf, huh? Crikey, I musta really lost my touch."

Fortunately, Freya Cahn didn't push him any further. Instead, she pulled something out of her coat and handed it to Dung Beetle.

"At least take this."

What she handed him was a small dagger about the size of a palm. The blade shone with a blue light and was covered with intricate engravings.

It didn’t look like something from Earth; the lettering seemed to come from beyond the dimensional portal.

"…What's this?"

"It’s duh weapon imbued with duh true intention of duh swordsmanship I used in the bar earlier."

A weapon imbued with the true intention of martial arts? Dung Beetle's eyes widened as he looked at the dagger and Freya Cahn alternately.

"Why are you giving this to me…?"

"Jus ’cause."

"…"

"Jus kiddin’, it’s 'cause ya seem to need it."

She placed the dagger in Dung Beetle's palm and continued speaking.

"It’s an amazin’ talent to be able ta copy martial arts just by lookin’, but it’ll become a poison someday ‘cause ya talent, body, n mana will all be outta sync."

It was sincere advice from someone who had reached an incomprehensible level. Dung Beetle etched her words deep into his heart.

"Duh swordsmanship in this dagger emphasizes balance. It’ll prevent extreme discrepancies to some extent."

"…May I ask the name of this swordsmanship?"

"Do ya know what I was called before they called me duh Holy Sword?"

Hearing her question, Dung Beetle tried to recall the name of the swordsmanship he had seen in a documentary.

"Comet Sword…?"

"Ya know well. That's duh name."

Dung Beetle looked anew at the blue dagger—a dagger containing the true intention of the Comet Sword. It was a treasure beyond words and a stroke of luck.

He carefully tucked the dagger into his coat.

Meanwhile, having somewhat composed themselves, the elves wiped their tears and approached Freya Cahn.

Freya Cahn crossed her arms as she stared at the two elves.

"So, what will ya do, Miss Miridith?"

"…I will accept your kindness, Holy Sword."

"Good on ya, wise choice."

As soon as the two elves agreed, Freya Cahn snapped her fingers.

Suddenly, three brightly glowing feathers appeared in the air and descended onto Freya Cahn’s and the two elves' shoulders.

Confirming that the feathers were securely in place, Freya Cahn grinned at Dung Beetle.

"See ya next time, young bloke."

"Yes, see you next time."

Dung Beetle bowed his head. The elves blinked, unable to understand what the two were talking about.

"Um, what exactly are these feathers…"

Just as Miridith was about to ask, Freya Cahn snapped her fingers again.

.

With that sound, the three of them vanished from Dung Beetle's sight.

It was a casual farewell, just like their meeting.

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