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With a sucking sound, the sword that was absorbing blood paused for a moment.

“W-What?”

“Ah! Don’t stop, quickly suck up the blood! My clothes are soaked in blood!”

When the sword stopped absorbing blood, blood began to seep from the wound. The torn clothes could be mended, but bloodstained clothes were quite difficult to wash.

The sword trembled slightly in my hand and hastily started sucking the blood. The blood flowing out stopped in an instant.

“W-What is it?”

“Is this an unknown black magic?”

“He truly was great…”

“Everyone, block your ears! You might die if you listen!”

The slaves hurriedly covered their ears and huddled in a corner, trembling with fear, yet hope flickered in their eyes.

The notion that they possessed an incomprehensible power meant a higher chance of survival in this match.

“Why… aren’t you dying? You should have become a mirage by now! What are you, really?”

The sword spoke in a bewildered voice.

“How are you going to repay this?”

“W-What?”

“You pierced someone else’s clothes, sucked their blood, and then fled?”

“T-That’s…”

I lived as a housewife in the comedy world.

It was inevitable to live with a mother who, like a regular scientist, would blow up the kitchen and laundry room when doing household chores.

In the comedy world, a housewife is a terrifying profession, fitting for the term “warrior.”

They can swing three children on each arm like a swing, and easily carry ten bags of rice if there’s a discount.

Especially during limited-time sales or seasonal discounts, they exhibit formidable strength.

And what’s more? In markets where prices aren’t fixed, they engage in fierce psychological warfare and negotiations.

My intuition as a housewife told me. This guy is a pushover.

These days, they give out gift certificates for donating blood, so you wouldn’t run away just because it’s a sword, right? Oh, come on.

[ Donating…blood? Gift…what? The times have really changed, huh? ]

***

Magam Gargantua, a powerful magic sword that killed countless lives to the extent that blood formed rivers hundreds of years ago.

Gargantua was a magic sword that grew stronger the more blood it absorbed, hence it was called the strongest and the worst magic sword.

The cruel point of Gargantua was that it turned anyone who wielded it into a slaughterer regardless of their respect for life. It collapsed the user’s mind and turned them into a being that solely slaughtered lives.

Because Gargantua sought blood without distinguishing between friend and foe, it was considered a dangerous weapon even in the demon world.

A day when blood flowed like a river and countless lives perished. The Dragon Lord sealed the magic sword Gargantua in an unbreakable seal.

All thanks to the Demon King, that terrifying magic sword was stuck among trash-like swords.

When the Demon King invaded the intermediate realm, the dimensions shook, and the magic sword, which had been stuck in an unbreakable seal, was drawn by a massive magic and summoned onto the Demon King’s land.

Unable to absorb blood for a long time, the magic sword became very worn out. That’s why it ended up being stuck among trashy swords.

[ ‘Why…! Why won’t you die!’ ]

The magic sword couldn’t hide its bewildered feelings as it sucked in Lian’s blood.

It was shocking to see Lian, who looked perfectly fine despite absorbing the blood of ten adults, showing a face not of madness but of annoyance at being pricked.

“No matter how ignorant you are, this is unacceptable. Blood isn’t something you sell.”

What made the magic sword even more bewildered was the demand for a price in such a picky tone. Lian’s attitude towards the magic sword, which had always been a subject of fear or awe, was confusion itself.

Rian’s firm attitude towards the Maegum, who had collapsed mentally before even trying anything, instilled a fear in him that he had never felt before.

[Then lend me your power! With my power, you can become the strongest on earth. I will give you the power to obtain everything you desire!]

As he spoke, Maegum regained his confidence. Yes. He was undoubtedly the strongest and most fearsome Maegum that anyone could desire.

“Is that all?”

However, what came back was an expression that seemed to say, “Is that all?” Even though there was no sign of sweat, Maegum felt as if cold sweat was running down his body.

“Well, if lending a bit of strength is enough to get by, then there wouldn’t be a single person suffering in this world.”

Rian stuck out her tongue as if she didn’t know anything about the world, then shook her head and said, “It’s over. It’s done. It would be more profitable to just melt it down and sell the sword.”

[What?! How dare you underestimate me! I am none other than the strongest -..]

“The handle looks quite useful too; it should fetch a good price, right?”

Maegum felt as if cold sweat was running down his body. No matter how strong a sword he might have been in the past, that was hundreds of years ago.

At present, his power had greatly weakened due to long-term sealing. If he were melted down in a furnace, he would surely melt away.

[ ‘I can’t let that happen…!’ ]

With zero social experience and having only talked to himself for hundreds of years, Maegum spoke with a desperate voice.

“That’s too hasty a decision! You should at least try using me once!”

Rian blinked at his words.

“Ah, it’s obviously a shabby sword among those old-looking swords. What confirmation do we need?”

[Shabby?! I am definitely not a shabby sword! I am the great Maegum that barely sealed even a Dragon Lord!]

“Oh? A Dragon Lord as well?”

[Yes! And not just any ordinary Dragon! I am the Maegum that barely sealed even a Dragon Lord!]

She was whipped relentlessly, but when she finally gave in and offered a carrot, he got mad and started to rampage.

“But there’s no evidence…”

[Argh! Use me right now! Then you’ll understand my greatness too!]

“It’s okay to check, but… What can we learn from swinging it once?”

[Then swing me until you’re satisfied! You’ll surely be in awe of my greatness!]

Lian thought to herself.

“I’ve crossed over.”

The reason Lian had made the Black Sword say “You can use it as much as you want” by circling around was because of the contract with the Black Sword.

Even the Black Sword, which had been sealed for a long time, had tremendous power to control Lian’s body enough to stab his own stomach. Therefore, it was not easy to use it according to his will.

In order to use the Black Sword as the owner intended, one had to have a strong power to wield the Black Sword’s power or negotiate a promise as he did now.

Generally, when making a contract with the Black Sword, they demand a price like a demon’s contract or limit the number of uses.

The Black Sword Gargantua also tried to help Lian only once, but ended up saying the terrifying words, “You can use it until you are satisfied,” after being whipped and given a carrot by Lian.

In short, it was no different from someone with no social experience signing a contract with a black company.

“So what then…”

[Hahaha! Yes! Go ahead! Wield me! Know my greatness and be amazed!]

Not knowing that his future had been pawned, the Black Sword just laughed wildly and arrogantly.

Clang, shrrrrrk!

“Come out! It’s your turn!”

As if indicating that everything was ready, the closed window opened. Lian grabbed the handle of the Black Sword stuck in the ship and said,

“Can’t this stop the blood?”

[That’s simple.]

Thanks to absorbing the blood of a hundred people, the Black Sword could use simple magic. Even though the Black Sword pulled out the sword, not a single drop of blood came out.

A transparent barrier covered the flowing blood on the pierced abdomen.

[This only prevents blood from flowing, it won’t have any further effect. It means the wound won’t heal.]

Before even trying to wield his sword, Ri-an worried that Liang might die and gently spoke.

“Huh? Oh, it’s okay, as long as the blood doesn’t stain my clothes, right?”

Even the Ma-geom, who had taken countless lives, spoke nonchalantly to an astonishing degree.

“Hey, are you hoping I’ll drag you out by force?”

After a considerable amount of time whispering with the Ma-geom, a rugged man approached, furrowing his brow, seemingly about to throw Ri-an into the arena just like before.

“Oh, choosing weapons…”

As Ri-an chuckled awkwardly and headed towards the entrance, the man withdrew, clicking his tongue. The slaves who had been covering their ears followed behind Ri-an, trembling.

“Wow -!”

Hearing the tremendous roar, Ri-an thought, “But don’t those people get tired? What… do they shout every day? It can’t be a part-time job, right?”

Thinking in a very comical manner, Ri-an walked to the center of the arena, spreading out the Ma-geom.

“The demon that five brave gladiators will face off against is here!”

Clank, shrrrr!

On the other side, the iron bars rose up, and the creature they were to fight against came out with heavy footsteps.