How to Wield a Sword…?

Sitting at a table in the deserted first-floor common room of the inn, with no one there but us,

I gazed at the sky reddening outside the window.

“…There’s still quite a lot left, but this will do for now.”

“Hmm… That’s much more than I expected.”

“Most of it is nothing more than unverified hypotheses. Still, it’s something.”

I quietly listened to Huey and Lucy talking beside me.

-Hmm. Whoever compiled it, they gathered some pretty plausible stories.

Sure enough, just as the voice in my head naturally butted in,

the hypotheses on dimensional travel that Osmund had organized were all like that.

They sounded far-fetched, but digging into them made you go, huh...