Chapter 37
Finally Facing the Sacred Sword… or at Least I Should Be
From then on, the journey was surprisingly comfortable.
There were no new attackers, and we reached the territory of Viscount Hel, where the Golden Licorice and the Sacred Sword were located.
The Hel territory was a hilly region with many forests, not really suitable for farmland.
If it were a slightly warmer place, grapes and olives could be cultivated, but in this northern land, it was difficult to grow them.
The impression was that they barely made a living through forestry.
The inns along the way weren’t very impressive either. I, having been a commoner in my previous life, didn’t mind at all, but Elvin, born into royalty and used to a luxurious lifestyle, seemed to be in culture shock.
Of course, my perfect and wonderful older brother remained unfazed, even in these modest accommodations, unlike Elvin.
I thought it might be my brother’s first time staying at such inns too, but instead, he was already starting to think about the problems in Viscount Hel’s household—truly impressive.
Finally, we arrived at the cliff where the Sacred Sword awaited.
“Sacred Sword, are you here?”
I called out in my mind, and the Sacred Sword answered.
‘Yes. You should look down from there. You’ll be able to see the entrance.’
Um… peering over this edge takes some courage…
The cave with the Sacred Sword was located midway along a sheer cliff.
In the novel, when the protagonist Abel had a fight with a village boy, he was pushed off the cliff, and the Sacred Sword teleported him into the cave to save him.
Wait. If I take the Sacred Sword now, would Abel fall from the cliff?
I can’t put up a fence or restrict access, so what should I do?
I fretted, but couldn’t find a solution.
Still, I needed the Golden Licorice, so I decided to ask for a teleport.
“Sacred Sword, please teleport me.”
There was no response.
“Sacred Sword, can you hear me?”
‘U-uhm… well, here’s the thing…’
Yes? What’s wrong? Some trouble?
‘You see, I gave power to the needle you possess.’
Yes.
‘It seems that it consumed quite a lot of my magic, so I can’t use teleportation.’
Eeeeehhhh!?
Wait, wait, wait…
Does that mean I have to climb down this sheer cliff?
Impossible, impossible, impossible!
How am I supposed to get down here?
I cautiously leaned forward to look down.
Then, suddenly, I was lifted from behind.
“Leti, it’s dangerous to lean over like that.”
“Older Brother, it seems the Golden Licorice is down there, but I don’t know how to get down…”
I had assumed I could just teleport, so I had prepared nothing.
We could wrap a rope around ourselves and secure it to a tree, but… the nearest tree is a bit far.
I don’t have a rope of this length prepared, so I might need to get one from somewhere.
The nearest village is the protagonist’s village, but do they even have such equipment?
“…I don’t know if this will work, but let’s try it.”
Try what?
My older brother carried me back to where Elvin and the others were.
Then, he stood at the cliff’s edge and began chanting something.
Older Brother!
It’s dangerous to stand there!
If the wind blows, you could fall! Come back here quickly!
Elvin, don’t just stand there—go call him back!
While I was thinking that, ice magic shot out from my older brother’s hands.
It extended down the cliff, crackling as it solidified into ice.
Older Brother… what are you doing?
After a moment, he exhaled deeply.
He beckoned me over—and I couldn’t believe it.
“Ice… stairs?”
My older brother had magically created an entire staircase of ice.
Wow, isn’t that amazing?
You’d need an enormous magical capacity and precise control to freeze this much ice so solidly.
As expected from my older-brother final boss—his scale is on a whole different level.
So cool!
