A few minutes after my encounter with Freytan, while we were discussing what to do next in the game, this should be the part where the player chooses whether to go directly to the open world or be accompanied by Freytan to the next city.
My choice was obvious. I would be a fool to choose to go to the open world, but because of my plan to impress Freytan, something strange happened, and now I am in a difficult situation.
"Dantalian, I know this is an unusual request, but may I join your guild?" she asked.
There it is, you might be thinking that this is actually something amazing, but did you pay attention to what I said before? She is one of the greatest swordswomen. If I let her join so easily, she would find out that I only killed the fake Beranoth because of the hack called Divine Hand. And if she finds out, our relationship would be almost impossible to progress, as she hates that kind of deceitful man. That would certainly complicate our relationship a lot.
"Lord Dantalian, this is a very sudden request, isn't it? I said that because I was looking at the weapon you used to kill the fake Beranoth..." Freytan placed her hand on the hilt of her sword at her waist, squeezing it and showing a distressed expression.
"But I'm asking because I am a fraud. I rely entirely on the power of swords. If I use a low-level one, I can't even kill a slime," Freytan said, looking at the worn-out sword in my hand.
While you, with a sword like that, can demonstrate what a true swordsman should be.
For a moment, I didn't know what to do. In the game, only when you have maximum friendship level with her does she start talking about her problems, and if, in the end, you manage to help, you would receive some fragments to make a weapon specifically designed for her. What she is talking about now is just one of the problems, but it is also one of the most difficult ones. However, in the current situation, there is something that can be done. Because the truth behind this problem is that this damn game has made her so strong that if the sword she is using cannot handle her power, the blade will become dull and have a hundred percent chance of dealing no damage at all. Those developers are sons of bitches for doing this just to make us go after at least four-star weapons. It's a good thing she was released as a playable character late in the game. If they had done this at the beginning, it would definitely be their downfall.
So, it's time to act.
Holding the sword hilt tightly, I looked at Freytan with a sad expression, as if I were recording a video apologizing.
"You're wrong, Freytan. The imposter here is not you. The problem is that you don't understand your own strength. You are completely different from me, someone who is destined to never know if what I do is of my own merit."
The best way to end this now is to accelerate the story a bit by making a big revelation.
The symbol in my hand began to glow, and a golden light started to cover the worn-out sword completely.
Freytan was surprised by this display, jumping back and putting her hand on her sword, ready to attack at any moment.
"Traveler from another world, what are you thinking, showing me this?" she asked.
Smiling, I let go of the sword.
"You see now? You, who were smiling at me before, are now ready to take my head, and deep down, you know that it is impossible," I said.
Freytan drew her sword from its sheath and threw it to the side, wearing a somber expression on her face. She spoke:
"Why did you do this? You know you will be hunted, not only by the people who created this monster but by everyone who knows about it."
Taking Freytan's hands with the Divine Hand still active, I made the golden light start to cover her hands, and she looked at me unsure of how to react.
"There is no one else here besides you and me, so there is only one way this can happen," I said.
Freytan squeezed my hand.
"Aren't you afraid I will reveal this?" she asked.
"Why would I be? Just like you shared a secret, I thought it would be better to share mine as well."
' Who is this man? Why is my heart feeling this way? Why are his hands so comforting? ' Freytan wondered.
"I understand. I will keep your secret, but on one condition," she said.
"What would that be?"
"Answer me, what do you know about me?" I gave her a smile.
' My Dear, I know everything ' I thought as I let go of her hand.
"I don't know anymore. For some reason, when I looked at you, I could sense it. Your problem is that blades are afraid of you," she said, looking at her fallen sword on the ground.
"Is this somehow related to you being from another world?" she asked.
"What are you talking about?"
"How can you be so sure when you say that blades are afraid of me? If they really were, would they be capable of this?" Freytan picked up her sword, raising it high and making a quick downward motion.
Crack.
The blade of the sword shattered into several pieces, flying in all directions and hitting Freytan's left shoulder.
"I told you before: you are not a fake swordsman, and that's why blades are afraid of you," I said, picking up one of the pieces of the sword.
"Your problem lies in just one thing: you are simply too strong, and no sword can withstand you. That's why they are afraid and also feel useless and guilty for not being able to show their full strength."
Freytan's face was frozen. It was too much information for her. Since her birth, they always said she was born to reign over everyone else. Her father said that a swordsman and his sword are one, and therefore, if one of them is sad, they can never win a fight.
But what he didn't know was that his daughter would one day be hated and feared by all the blades. Because if you become Freytan's weapon, your future is dark, and death is all that remains for you.
"This time, I exposed your true strength, all because of the Divine Hand, and now only the final stage remains."
Standing next to Freytan, I touched her shoulder.
' I don't know if it's because in the game's story we should have already left, but she is really acting more dramatically than I expected ' I thought as I pointed ahead. A few meters away from where we were, there was a cut in the ground that extended for more than three hundred meters.
"Do you see that? You did that. The problem is that it couldn't take it anymore. If you really want to join me—and when I say that, I'm not talking about my guild," I tilted my head. I slid the hand that was on her shoulder to her back, activating the Divine Hand and injecting the golden energy directly into her body. I whispered in her ear:
"I know where and how to get the perfect weapon for you. All you have to do is stay
by my side."
Freytan likes honest, strong people, but mainly those who are useful to her. Even though it may not seem like it, she has several men and women practically tamed by her, all so she can exact her revenge on the creators of the fake Beranoth.
"It seems that everything I thought about you was completely wrong," she said. With a simple backward motion of her arm, she threw me at least five meters away from her.
"Let's do it then, and in the end, we will decide who will put a collar on the other."