Divano stood erect, holding the "Holy Sword" aloft with both hands.
The sheath of the "Holy Sword" was entirely black, appearing to be made of wood or leather, while the hilt was silver-gray, and the guard was bright silver, resembling the partly folded wings of a bat.
Anyone could tell at a glance that this longsword was extraordinary.
However...
Wasn't this "Holy Sword" too modern?
Jason thought.
In his understanding, a "Holy Sword" should be something passed down from ancient times, possessing an unearthly power either because of its wielder's exceptionality or its creator's craftsmanship.
But the "Holy Sword" before him bore no mark of time, instead, it eerily gave off the impression of a modern artifact to Jason.
Nevertheless, the scent of 'food' never lies.
He could smell the 'food' essence on it.
A longsword with such an essence was enough to prove how exceptional (delicious) the sword was.
Whoosh!
