Too Many Problems

Aurdis' eyes widened at the condition of Saeldir's sword. It was a sword that was almost the same as that of Aerchon. Both were forged by the same blacksmith and created from the same material as well.

There was a certain magic power that made the two swords unable to be blunted or damaged by the impact of the other weapon.

But now Aurdis had seen for herself how the sword had cracked. The cracks spread from one point in all directions. It seems that point is the point where the Daemon's weapon hit the sword.

"(How did it happen?)" Aurdis asked in a very astonished tone.

Saeldir shook his head. "(I don't know. But I also saw a suspicious black-robed figure.)"

"(A black-robed figure?)" Aurdis asked.

"(Yeah, I don't know who he or she is. But he or she is not part of the Daemon of Calamity.)"

"(Why do you think the figure suspicious?)"

"(The figure can use quite advanced Magic. I also feel something quite familiar with the way the figure uses Magic.)"