Hillis looked at me coldly and said, "What did you come here to steal?" She had a chilling tone, as if she would aim her wand imbued with divine power at me right away. Her sharp look was new, in contrast to her usual playful expression.

"Well, I'm not here to steal this time." I shrugged and checked the sword. Perhaps because it had been a long time since I’d dealt with a sword aura-infused weapon using only an ordinary sword, the blade of my sword was damaged. Still, having just blocked that strike brought back feelings I’d had in my childhood to some extent.

"Then why—" Even before Hillis finished speaking, black masked people rushed at me.

Kang!

I deflected the strange swordsmanship that contained a mixture of black mana and divine power. Then, I kicked the stomach of a masked person who was striking at me with a sword, knocking him into the one behind him.

"All right. It’s fine this time,” I said to myself. Even though I had deflected a fairly powerful sword, the blade wasn’t damaged.

When I had learned swordsmanship under Elder Weger, I had faced an even stronger aura with an ordinary sword to learn technique. Compared to back then, it wasn’t difficult to hit away such a sloppy...