Chapter 111 – Praise Makes Chains Dance.

[The activation of the second form is restricted. ]
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Notifications pour in and disturb her mind.

You must have said that you should think about doing the second task. That wasn’t the first thing that mattered to me when I woke up.

‘It’s pretty.’

After admiring Rike’s beautiful face while concentrating on her studies, I got up from the lotus position.

I perceived that the time spent in the imagery was quite long, but reality did not flow.

It is a momentary time that makes no sense to say that the Tonabbeop is being held in this place where no time has passed. Rike, who took his eyes off the book when he saw me, which was rare, immediately got up, threw a questioning glance.

“Huh? Oppa, where are you going?”

After stroking Rike’s hair and trimming her mouth, I put on one of her jackets.

“I’ll be making some moves in the yard.”

Hehe~ I’ll go out after studying.”

Kiik-

When you open the door and come out to the yard, a cool breeze blows irregularly, unlike the cozy and warm indoors where you can easily fall asleep when you lie down.

The place I moved to was blown by the wind, a flat, flat dirt floor without a single blade of grass.

I have never pulled the grass by hand in the place where I often move because I am training in the yard, but not a single weed grows. Plants could not grow because they continued to step on their feet with strong force and move mana.

“Hmm…”

There is a reasonable reason why he woke up from his image and came out to the yard without explaining to Rike about Gleipnir.

It should be said that Gleipnir was built into my body, but I definitely felt that it was bound to my mind.

But… Just in case!

What if it doesn’t come out when you call Gleipnir? Rike said there were times when Vanitas would respond even if he called in his heart, but I don’t know that feeling.

The first step is obviously to call the name by mouth.

Rekaygo looks at me warmly no matter what kind of eccentricity I do. Although she can even tell the truth of her lies if she uses her abilities.

After I suddenly got up from my seat and raised my expectations by saying that I had a belonging weapon.

I imagined a picture where nothing came out when she stretched out her hand and shouted ‘Gleipnir’.

In a previous life, wouldn’t it be similar to a lover calling him and shouting ‘status window!!’ With a serious face?

‘It might be assumed that he fell asleep while not doing the Tonab Act to sit down…’

You may receive heartfelt consolation and woo-jju-ju in your bedroom for mistaking your dream of acquiring a longed-for weapon for reality. It’s not bad either, but it’s embarrassing.

She stretches out her hand into the air and calls out a new limb and part that has become one with me. Please respond at once without any problems.

“Gleipnir.”

At the same time as the name, the shaking space swallows your hand. No… On the contrary, I may have put it in unconsciously.

A hand pierced the air as if it were in an inventory and went somewhere. I naturally take it for granted.

Charrrr

If you pull it as it is, the chain will flow out of the empty space.

Unlike the shape of flying and swimming in waves like a bird or reptile in the world of images, the size of the joint is also constant, and the moment it is pulled out, it falls down toward the floor normally.

Unlike when we first met, we don’t swim in the air, but we can feel the will that flickers like a candle. That was enough.

“Oh oh-!!”

How long is this No matter how much armor comes out of mythology, isn’t it infinite?

Softly- softly-

If you pull it straight, it will come out endlessly. I stopped my hand as I was about to pull it all the way as I saw the chain coiling and piling up on the floor.

“Aha… Is that so?”

Whenever the length of Gleipnir increases, the mana in my body is gradually decreasing.

‘How can I reduce it…?’

As I squatted in my seat and tinkered with the chain, knowledge flowed naturally into my head.

Infinitely disparate information was pouring into my head, but there was no resistance as if it was mine from the beginning.

‘Is this what Ricke said about supporting weapons!’

A monumental day to get out of Chinta without a weapon! I get out of ignorance at each piece of information I receive and am shocked by the news, and my excitement rises.

Sareuk- Sareuk-

‘That’s right… Cut it off like this.’

The snake rolled back the chain that had been piled up in a coil and cut it off about 1m away.

There is no resistance as if cutting off voluntarily is not considered cutting. The fragments of the chain that escaped my touch return to the air on their own.

Even in this state, the length increases, but it eats up mana twice as much as pulling it out. Still, it wasn’t too much trouble to increase it to a length that could be used practically.

It consumed enough mana to pass out if a normal person grabbed it and stretched it out, but isn’t one mana filled in the body?

I wrapped it in one hand and extended the length of the swaying chain to about 3m and tried to swing it.

Booung-! Humming!

‘It feels just right in my hand… And the weight is just right. A little lighter than this amount?’

The length can be shortened and extended while swinging, so it seems possible to create variables or take surprises.

It will take a great deal of skill and practice to use them in practice, but it can be done.

I thought it was crazy to talk to the weapon, but now I couldn’t help but spit out the praise inside.

“You’re crazy… Are you really great?”

At my words, Gleipnir squirmed and responded. I think we should treat this weapon as if it were alive, rather than this weapon that moves as if it were happy.

Didn’t he show unusual intelligence, such as reacting at the moment he told his story in real images?

“As the owner, I’ll try not to disappoint you. Please take good care of me.”

Chareuk-!

As I spoke while stroking the curled part with one hand, the left end of the chain moved by itself.

Like the time we met in the image, I don’t know if it takes time to express my will or if I need to become stronger.

What she hinted at

Since it is said that true weapons follow the rank of the user, I am guessing and anticipating that there might be a difference between the appearance of Gleipnir owned by the God of War and the appearance of Gleipnir I own.

‘I’m not guessing, I’m just guessing. It is a pure aggregate that changes infinitely according to its capabilities…’

Truly… A taste sniper that completely pierces my picky heart.

It’s not that I’m suddenly saying that I’ve got my own weapon, but Gleipnir should be seen as a much higher level item than Vanitas or Innocence. It is certainly.

It is not a weapon made by integrating the skills of intelligent humans or other races like ordinary homonymous weapons.

An object that God, who owns the word creation, puts his will into to relieve his fear.

As she said, the appearance of Gleipnir, which is barely moving without power, must be a matter of the owner’s ability, as she said. It must be that something is missing a lot.

‘It’s been a while since my mind caught fire.’

Although he never neglected training to survive in the first place, Gleipnir’s drooping figure motivates him to train hard.

I don’t know if it’s strength, mana, or personality that’s lacking, but if it’s arms, it probably has nothing to do with strength.

Since I saw myself with a strong will, I should set my goal at least that far. If there is a figure beyond that, he aims even there.

“It’s all good…”

A reasonable question arises at this point.

‘But why did you choose me?’

Now that the excitement has subsided a bit and he gently strokes the gleipnir in his hand. That was the best question.

I didn’t pick and choose because I wanted to. Wasn’t she obsessed with her matchmaker? She said that Gleipnir had chosen me.

“Hmm~ I don’t think you can answer even if I ask… But can you tell me the reason why you came to me?”

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I asked if there was any reaction, but there was no movement.

It’s all about wiggling the tip once in a while, but listening to the answer to the question is unreasonable no matter how you look at it.

What made Gleipnir attractive? What if divine things are the part that you choose simply because you like humans?

‘Did my soul or limbs look delicious…’

I’m worried about when it’s broken, so I’m thinking about how to do the experiment on hardness.

My appearance really suits the proverb that I can’t soak because I’m afraid of maggots.

I hit it with an aura, but it cuts off and maybe wants an eye or an arm and a leg. It’s a mythical thing, so you might want that much for granted, without malice.

Still, if you ask for too much, it’s okay to give up repairing and leave it in…?

“…”

The more you think about it, the more negative it goes. The anxiety coming from the unpredictable unknown was so great.

“Don’t be offended, just tell me this honestly. Should I repair it unconditionally if it breaks or breaks? If the conditions are difficult, it may not be easy.”

If others see me talking to the chain wrapped around my hand in a serious voice… I’m sure I’m some kind of psychopath, but now this was a serious matter.

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It is not the appearance of a chain that catches the eye. I felt something fundamental quiver inside.

“I promise I’ll try not to delay if possible without the need for repairs being a problem.”

Snap-

The part tied to the back of the hand shakes. It was a timid movement, but the meaning was fully conveyed.

This child has no intention of harming me. The small but clear communication was the moment when the meaning of the shy and sincere child she spoke of in the image was strangely sympathetic.

“I see. Thank you!”

Is there such a lovely weapon?

“Pretty~ pretty. You’re the best.”

As he strokes and praises Gleipnir, who is tied to the back of her hand, she feels that this child is genuinely happy.

Maybe it’s an illusion, or if I’m trying to make Gleipnir feel better while engrossed in it, to put it in an abstract way… It seems that the bond has become very tight to the point of dust.

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As she continued to shower her with compliments and beautify her, Rike came out into the yard.

“Brother. I was looking through the window… What are you doing?”

“··Yes?”

She had a water bottle in her arms as if she had come to give me water while I was training.

Rike’s expression when he sees me squatting and interacting with the chain is serious.