Candidate No. 2 (3)

Thud.

The severed necklace dropped to the floor.

"Haa..."

Only then did I let out the breath I'd been holding and relax my stiff shoulders.

It probably looked as if I'd just casually snapped the necklace in two, but in truth I'd concentrated so hard on that one motion that my body was already tiring from it.

To be honest, it was a bit of a gamble.

That necklace's durability—said to be unbreakable even if run over by a car—and my spear, forged by sacrificing the spearhead the Lizardman had given me and a high-grade mana stone.

I couldn't be sure which of the two was stronger.

Fortunately, my spear's piercing power was a little stronger.

Breathing hard, I casually turned my gaze out the window...