Chapter 2 I Can Fly (1/2)

First of all, I have a place like an old ruin. There is nothing on the roof, but it exists extensively on a large plain large plain. From a distance perspective, it may seem like a big fountain.

I was piercing the treasure sword into the pedestal set at the center. Is this it? Is it a legendary weaponry position given to things that arrived? There is no sense of dungeon in the vicinity though.

I can not turn around because of the pedestal, so I can not recognize the behind. However, as far as the eye could see, there was a busy plain and a bush only plain without high trees. If you keep an eye out, there are shadows that move occasionally in the distance. Is it an animal?

“I can not see a single child,”

Can you move on your own?

I guess there must have been a certain spirit in skills. Maybe you can move with this?

“Mun”

It is concentrated. A thoughtful remembrance.

Then, I felt my body got lighter. There is a feeling that the blade is slightly away from the pedestal. Taking care of that feeling, I imagined the image of the sword flying in the sky.

“Oh! It’s floating! ”

If you imagine, you are free. I left the pedestal, I moved about in the air with Swiss.

“I Can Frame! ”

I do not get much speed, but this is enough for now. I know that I can move around on my own.

I tried to move around the pedestal. After all, it looks like an archaeological site. It seems that the original was made of brown blocks like bricks. However, because it has been exposed to the wind snow for many years, the color is dark and the moss covers the places.

The size is about 20 meters in diameter.

“Who made it? I think it is my creator … …. ”

I wonder if this was so old-fashioned, I was neglected for a long time.

Even if you say reincarnation to a sword, there is no reason that a sword will be born with an ogre from nothing. There must be people who made my body. Well, if the body did not change to a sword in any accident, but.

The creator will be the first candidate for the user, but if the producer is already dead, the possibility will disappear.

However, there is no moss or dust attached to the sword itself which is my body. It looks like it was inserted here yesterday and today.

While observing the surroundings, I thought about various things, I felt something wrong with my body.

“……that? ”

Something is tiring …. The sense that the power comes out attacks the body of the sword.

And it fell.

“seriously! ”

Desperately trying to use the speech, it does not respond at all. The height is estimated to be 10 meters.

“Floating! Float it! ”