Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 288 - 288 144 Sword and Magic_2

288: Chapter 144: Sword and Magic_2 288: Chapter 144: Sword and Magic_2 Clang——!!

The blade resonated, my palm numbed, and I barely managed to brace myself for the lady’s forceful slash, Leon felt the practice sword in his hand, as if it were emitting a pained moan.

“…Since Mr.

Leon still remembers this request, you can’t slack off now!” Olivia forcefully pressed down with her blade, nearly forcing Leon to grimace and hunch over to absorb the force.

“As my husband, if your martial arts are weaker than your wife’s, that would be laughable, wouldn’t it?” The girl masked the embarrassment in her heart from initiating the agreement that night with a dangerous smile.

Before I had the spare energy to respond, I felt the force from above suddenly withdraw, and I had to lower my sword with a cold sweat and block again.

A barrage of clashing sounds.

The immense strength of the Knight of Valor and the Sword Master Girl sent sparks flying off the unfortunate steel blade.

Fierce intertwined flashes of silver light enveloped the two like a whirlwind.

“What’s with all this lovey-dovey swordplay, it’s so cheesy, don’t you agree?

Little Gede~….” Kovis, who was watching the fight from under the tree, cradled the chirping Little Griffin and commented.

On the clearing, the relentless back-and-forth practice bout continued for a long time, the knight and the girl having fought countless rounds until suddenly, with a sharp crack.

The practice sword in Leon’s hand finally couldn’t withstand the metal fatigue from months of long-term training and snapped into two pieces under a heavy blow.

Olivia’s sword momentum came to an abrupt halt.

Fearful that the shattered steel blade might hurt her lover, the girl precisely flicked away the broken blade with the tip of her sword.

Watching the blade spin through the air and then fall to stick into the ground, Leon, who had dodged, had no choice but to lower his stance.

“Should I go back and get another one?” Olivia asked, somewhat apologetically.

“No need, let’s take a break, I might as well practice my gun skills later with that spear of yours,” Leon said, shrugging as he looked at the broken sword in his hand.

He increasingly realized that the weapons made from mortal iron he was using weren’t durable.

Not just because of the practice weapon that had just broken.

But also his noble long sword that had worn out and been damaged in the fight against Canis.

Unlike in most games from his previous life, where the items in the inventory didn’t change no matter how many battles they endured.

No matter the maintenance and repairs, as long as it was a weapon forged from ordinary steel, whether a knife, spear, sword, or halberd, it was essentially a consumable, the difference only being how many uses it had.

Moreover, in this world he had arrived in, it was clear that the destruction weapons had to endure far surpassed that of Earth in his previous life.

Mortal iron swords bearing the strength of muscles trained by Knights of Valor over a long time tended to break even faster with hard use.

No wonder, in “Journey to the West,” as soon as Monkey King mastered his skills, he immediately went to the Dragon Palace to borrow a handy weapon from the Old Dragon.

Alas, where was my Old Dragon?

Thinking this, Leon envied the Ranger Knight he had recently met in Selva.

After temporarily lifting the man’s suspicion that night, out of curiosity and a fondness for cold weapons, he had the fortune to have Larian show off the ornate long sword known as “Moonlight.”

According to Larian, his sword was a family heirloom magic weapon that had been passed down for centuries, capable of driving away evil, warding off misfortune, and breaking witchcraft.

Despite being used for so long, it not only didn’t wear out but remained as new as a freshly made weapon.

Leon coveted such an indestructible divine weapon.

The enhancement a fine weapon brought to a warrior went without saying.

Just as Galron, summoned briefly during the Battle of Longka, with his Blazing Fire Long Spear made ordinary knight’s plate armor as fragile as tofu in front of the Flame Sun Guards.

Unfortunately, such divine weapons were exceedingly rare and hard to come by.

Even considering the Rune War Axe in the hands of an unnamed knight beside Count Trolsa, Leon had till now, only seen three magic weapons that appeared to be more than mere mortal creations.

Of course, that is if one doesn’t count the Magic Wands in the hands of mages like Miss Lora.

Leon recalled the Thorny Blade he had returned to Baron Eriv.

That Dwarf Steel treasure sword, though without any magical properties, seemed to be far superior in terms of durability and sharpness to ordinary weapons.

He considered that without a magic divine weapon, perhaps he should settle for a Dwarf Steel Weapon instead as a second-best option.

However, he’d heard that Dwarf Steel was rarely found on the market, this precious steel material originating from Dwarves was not commonly circulated among common folk, and even if one did encounter it, it couldn’t be obtained without a few hundred gold crowns to start with.

Thinking carefully, such an expensive tool, which can’t fire lasers or light waves, would make Leon rather continue using Mortal Iron Weapons and at least save some money.

Poverty constrains ambition…

Sighing internally, Leon then turned his hopes to Miss Lora.

We share the Pendragon surname, after all, as the great Tower Fairy of Avalon, not having a Lake Sword, Stone Sword, wouldn’t it be reasonable to craft a Tower Sword?

Thinking about how to respectfully ask the all-capable teacher Lora A on his next visit to the tower, seeking a way to forge a “Curry Stick,” Leon scrutinized the broken sword in his hand.

Since he was going to request that his teacher grant him a Holy Sword, he couldn’t continue to neglect the training of his magic skills, as he had last time, to avoid making her angry and pulling his ears.

With the practice sword now damaged and not a pity to burn, he didn’t need to go back and find scrap iron rods.

“I’ll practice some Combat Magic for a while, Olivia, why don’t you sit and rest for a bit,” Leon turned and said to the girl.

Olivia shook her head, “It’s okay, I’m not tired.

Can I watch closer?”