To be honest, Riya had never seen people mine before.
But she knew very well that those people definitely didn't mine with swords.
Riya watched as pieces of mana metal ore fell down and then looked at Samuel. "Are you sure that your sword wouldn't complain if you use it like this?"
The swords were designed to kill the enemies on the battlefield and not for mining. Moreover, if she was not wrong, Samuel's sword was a world level treasure, which meant that it has consciousness.
If the swords were dissatisfied with Samuel, it was not impossible for it to go and beat him up in turn.
"It's alright." Samuel shrugged. "I coated it with my mana, so my sword will not be damaged. Besides, it's faster to do it like this."
Riya: "…"
She silently took a step back when she sensed the cold aura emanating from Samuel's sword. Even though she didn't have much contact with the magic warriors in that world, she still knew a few things.
One of them was the fact that some weapon has spirits or soul or whatever the name was.
The consciousness could only be born from extremely powerful weapon. It was the dream of every weapon maker to be able to make a weapon that could have consciousness. Unfortunately, the requirement was extremely strict and the slightest bit of mistake meant failure.
And when the sword had given birth to its consciousness, it meant that the weapon would have its own thoughts.
Having thoughts meant that it would have opinion.
Bang! Bang!
Peng!
After a while, the sword suddenly flew up on its own and then used its side that was blunt to hit Samuel.
"Akh! What are you doing? Stop it! Hey! Ah, wait, I have explanation…."
Riya watched Samuel being chased by his own sword and chuckled. If only she has popcorn, she would definitely take it out and eat it.
It seemed that she should prepare it and keep it in her world so that she could take it out easily in the future. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
As for helping Samuel?
What a joke.
She didn't want to be the enemy of that sword.
…
It took Samuel some time to calm the sword down and he had to switch to his other sword when cutting down the ores. Seeing his bitter expression, Riya was amused and felt that this man could also be quite funny at times.
Then again, no other swordsman would be willing to use their swords to cut down ores in normal times. From this matter alone, Samuel was really peculiar.
"Do you need treatment?" Riya asked as she pointed at the few swollen marks on Samuel's faces and hands.
The sword was really merciless even when facing its owner.
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