Chapters (22)
- Prologue: The Spirit Tortoise’s Barrier
- Chapter One: The Seven Star Staff Hero
- Chapter Two: Whereabouts of the Slaves
- Chapter Three: Acquaintances
- Chapter Four: E Float Shield
- Chapter Five: The Seaetto Territory
- Chapter Six: Feeding the Herd
- Chapter Seven: Employing the Bioplant
- Chapter Eight: Children of the Sea
- Chapter Nine: Hanging Out the Shield
- Chapter Ten: Zeltoble
- Chapter Eleven: Slave Hunters
- Chapter Twelve: The Department Store
- Chapter Thirteen: The Underground Coliseum
- Chapter Fourteen: Ring Name
- Chapter Fifteen: Surprise Attacks and Conspiracies
- Chapter Sixteen: Nadia
- Chapter Seventeen: Farce
- Chapter Eighteen: Exhibition Match
- Chapter Nineteen: Big Shots of the Underground
- Epilogue: Come-On
- Colophon
Oh? I guess that was the country of merchants for you. There seemed to be a lot of imports from countries in the east. Raphtalia gripped the handles of all of the katanas on sale at the shop. Of course, there was no telling what the people at the shop would say if we told them we were copying all of their weapons, so we just kept quiet. It kind of felt like shoplifting, though.
“Hmm?”
I noticed a weapon on display in the shop that was labeled “not for sale.” It was one single-edged sword, and I could tell with one glance that it had been made from the Spirit Tortoise materials. I tried using my appraisal ability to analyze it.
Spirit Tortoise Sword: quality: —
It was no use. My appraisal skill wasn’t high enough to fully analyze the sword. It was probably on the same level as the White Tiger Katana.
“By the way, Raphtalia . . .”
“What is it?”
“Will a normal sword work?”
“Umm, no. Unfortunately not.”
So it wouldn’t let her copy a normal sword, after all. This one was a job for Ren, the Sword Hero. That made me wonder . . . Could Ren use katanas? Now that I thought about it, Raphtalia’s fighting capabilities were similar to Ren’s since they both used a type of blade. I’d tell him about the sword whenever we finally found him and took him into custody.
In any case, it was obvious that this Spirit Tortoise Sword was a real masterpiece, and the display made it clear you weren’t supposed to touch it. It was probably going to be sold at an upcoming auction. Amazing. I guess there really were true masters of their craft out there, after all. I’d have to tell the old guy at the weapon shop all about it later.
“Maaaaster!”
Filo called out to me from the claws corner.
“What is it?”
“There are all kiiinds of claws!”
“Looks that way.”
The thing was, Filo used different sizes of claws depending on whether she was in her human form or filolial form. Judging from recent experiences, it would probably be fine to just go with a size that would work in her human form.
“It doesn’t look like there are any worth replacing your current claws.”
The Inult Claws had gotten lost, so I’d given Filo the Karma Dog Claws that I’d kept for backups. She’d gone ahead and given Melty the Filo Pajamas, so she didn’t have those, either. Of course, Filo didn’t need them anymore since it had really just been the performance-enhancing effects that triggered when she was with me that made them useful, and not their defenses.