Chapter 16
"That victory doesn't count! I said I wouldn't attack at all, but I broke my word!"
Commander-in-Chief Savis loudly overruled the judge.
The knights who'd been cheering in triumph abruptly fell silent.
Then the Commander-in-Chief fixed his gaze on me.
"Fia Ludo."
"Y-yes!"
"Show me your sword. The speed and attack power you showed just now couldn't possibly have come from a body like yours."
Eeeeeek! As expected of your keen eyes, Commander-in-Chief-sama!!
I hurriedly picked up the sword that had been knocked away and timidly offered it to the Commander-in-Chief.
He studied the unremarkable iron sword without expression, then took it in his right hand... and gave it a casual test swing.
Whoosh!!
A strange sound rang out, and dust rose in the wake of the sword's momentum.
"...This sword has enchantments to increase its speed and attack power. I've never seen multiple enchantments on an iron sword before. And you've even used a blinding spell to hide its glow and conceal the enchantments... Cyril!"
The Commander-in-Chief called someone's name without even turning around.
A knight ran out from the seats where the captains and vice-captains were gathered.
The sash worn diagonally over his white knight's uniform marked him as a captain, and its color showed that he belonged to the First Knight Order.
Wow, that's my superior!
Cyril, the First Knight Order's captain, was a knight in his late twenties with gray hair and blue eyes.
He was the complete opposite of the Commander-in-Chief's broad, imposing build: a slender, handsome man with a rather gentle air about him.
"Ready your sword. We're having a match."
At the Commander-in-Chief's words, Captain Cyril smiled placidly and drew his sword with a soft swish.
Wow, what a beautiful sword. It's silver-white, so it must be made of mithril.
It's incredibly expensive. That one sword must cost more than a hundred iron swords.
He can afford a mithril sword? I guess captains get paid well.
Captain Cyril raised his sword as if pointing it at a cloud in the sky, then held it still.
Once the captain had taken his stance, the Commander-in-Chief took a light step, then lunged forward. His speed was beyond belief!
Captain Cyril instinctively turned his wrist to block, and the Commander-in-Chief's sword came crashing down from directly above... with a clang, it snapped the captain's sword in two.
"...Huh?"
Captain Cyril stared blankly at the half of his sword that remained.
As if he couldn't believe it, he gave his head a slight shake, then looked at the Commander-in-Chief.
"Just to confirm, Commander-in-Chief: this is mithril, and yours is iron, right? You broke mithril with iron... Just how much speed and force did you put behind that?! And what was that speed on your lunge just now?!"
"Isn't the answer something your subordinate over there knows, Fia?"
...Oh nooooooooooooooooo!!
I wanted to roll around on the ground in utter regret!
Attack power can be quantified. An average knight's is 100.
So when you enchant attack power, you add something like 10 or 15. You could even say that's the only method available to enchanters.
Yes, I'd gone and done it.
As the Great Saint, I'd used my own unique method of enchantment, one the spirits had taught me.
I'd multiplied it. Like, doubled it.
If you doubled a monster-class Commander-in-Chief, what kind of monster would you create?!
I hadn't thought about anything beyond using it myself.
Aaaah, if my attack power is 80, why didn't I just add 80 or something?!
I doubled it.
If the Commander-in-Chief had 500 attack power, that would've made it 1,000!!!
"Fia, this sword is worthy of being a national treasure."
The Commander-in-Chief spoke to me, but I was kneeling on the ground and couldn't raise my head.
Because I hadn't decided what to say to him.
"The enchantments on this sword add far more than 100 or 200 to its attack power. The same goes for its speed."
No, that's not it. You just don't know about doubling enchantments. This isn't addition anymore.
"When I hold this sword, I feel like a demon."
Yes, exactly. That's what you'll become if you hold that sword!
...I decided what I ought to say, then raised my head.
"That sword is..."
I could hear the knights who'd been listening to the Commander-in-Chief and me swallow hard.