"It's coming up!"

"Sure enough, there really is a sword."

There was a hint of excitement in the eyes of Milo, the Holy Son of the Stone Demon.

The sword-shaped mark on his forehead was his fundamental weapon. He liked swords. His Way of Sword was also profound. Yet, he hadn't found a suitable weapon.

Now, the chance of getting one had come.

Milo did not pay any attention to Tricia, even though she had been extremely weak ...