e.
Oh, by the way, Merc.
Do you use that wooden stick to fight?”

Totoara asked, shifting her gaze towards the wooden stick on Merc’s hip.

“For now that is.
I’m thinking of buying a proper sword sometime in the future.”

Merc responded, her hand resting on her wooden stick.

Merc had nearly forgotten that the weapon around her waist was nothing more than a simple wooden stick with a smidgeon of lead in it because she’d been wielding it for so long.
When Merc thought about actual fighting, she realized she’d need a good sword.

However, given that Merc was able to apply a high level of Mana Hardening to her weapon, any conventional weapon would be nothing more than a mirror image of her wooden stick.
 
If she had to replace her weapon, she’d prefer something similar to what Jonahim and Elea were wielding.
Something with a unique effect.

If I only had those two…

Merc was referring to her old swords, which she had previously used.
 
The swords, on the other hand, had perished alongside Estert in the fight against the Falgaro.
Merc was unlikely to see them no matter how far she traveled.

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“So, what weapon do you use, Totoara? From what I can see, you don’t have anything on you.”

Merc was the one to ask this time.
To be honest, she had been a little curious for quite some time.

Totoara’s Mana was superior to that of most humans.
However, it wasn’t enough for Merc to regard her as a magician.
And unlike Jonahim and Elea, she didn’t appear to be wearing any armor.
 
She was simply dressed in a tight suit around her body and didn’t appear to be a fighter at all.
 
Rather, the way her clothes enhanced her physique made her appear alluring, and people could easily misinterpret her occupation as one of that nature.

“Me? I use this.”

Totoara replied, digging through her garments for a bit before pulling out a hidden small knife.
The knife’s broad handle gave it a distinctive look.

“A knife huh… So you’re an assassin.”
“Hey! I’m quite sensitive about that topic, you know!”
“R-Really? I apologize.”

Merc apologized quickly.
Totoara, on the other hand, just smirked and stuck her tongue out.

“Just kidding.
It’s something I’m well aware of.
Imagine a man approaching me solely to have his way with me, and then I whip this out and kill him.
I’d seem like a true assassin wouldn’t I? Hehe.”
“I-I guess you’re right.
I’ll be careful.” Merc said as she moved away from Totoara.
“Huh? What do you need to be careful about?”

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Totoara inquired, genuinely perplexed.
However, if she discovered the reason, it would almost certainly lead to Merc’s demise.

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“A knife is a fine weapon in and of itself, but are you going to be okay with only that? Adventurers are more likely to fight Magic Beasts than humans.
You won’t be able to puncture through a Magic Beast’s skin or reach its vital organs with a knife in some instances.”
“Huh?”

Totoara had never considered such a thing before.
But then she only smiled, as if to dismiss Merc’s misjudgment.

“That may be so.
However, I’ve spent a long time honing my skills with it, and I intend to continue using it even when I become an adventurer.”
“That’s a good way to go about it I guess.”
“Oh, by the way…”

Following that, the two girls continued on their journey, chatting about trivial stuff2.

Totoara was happily babbling on the one hand, while Merc was merely nodding and carefully observing her.

 

References

Robinxen: Science isn’t about why! Robinxen: Trivial stuff like murder.

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