Chapter - 1722

“Speaking of which… Do you know the names of the nine other ancient holy swords? Do you know where they are? I’d like to obtain them!” said Gerald, clearly interested in the swords. After all, now that he already had one of them, there was no reason for him not to get the other nine.

“Hmm? Well, if you’re interested, the first sword goes by Xyan, the Sword of Divinity. As for the second and third ones, they’re Xyan, the Sword of Benevolence, and Xenith, the Sword of Sovereignty… Empyrean was the fourth sword, I believe, and it’s the Sword of Might. The Sword of Nobility, on the other hand, is Titan, which is also the fifth sword.”

“As for swords six and seven, both of them are the Swords of Love, Gwaine and Morgen. The eighth sword is the one you’re currently wielding, Fishgut, the Sword of Courage. If I remember correctly, the ninth one is called Jochem, the Sword of Solitary, and as for the final sword, it goes by the name of Charmella, the Sword of Elegance!”

“Each of the swords bear unique powers, and anyone who manages to collect all ten of them will have powers beyond human comprehension! With that said, the wielder of those swords will surely become the strongest person in the world!” explained Old Hughes with a serious tone.

After hearing that information dump, Gerald found himself slightly overwhelmed but also very excited. After all, if he managed to collect all ten of the ancient holy swords, he would surely obtain enough power to even his battle with the demonic god!

“…I see! Then, about the location of the nine other swords…”

Shaking his head, Old Hughes then said, “I’m afraid I only know where two of the swords are, Gerald, and one of them is already in your hands! While I do know where the Titan Sword—the Sword of Might—is, you’re on your own when it comes to finding the eight other swords!”

Delighted to know that he was possibly going to obtain another sword so quickly, Gerald then exclaimed, “You know where the Titan Sword is? Could you lead me to it?”

“There’s no rush to obtain that! After all, you just got the Fishgut Sword! Regardless, don’t worry too much about the other swords! Since the Fishgut Sword already acknowledged you, I truly believe that you’re the fated one! With that in mind, you’ll surely obtain the other swords one day!” replied Old Hughes with a smile.

“…I suppose you’re right! Still, I truly appreciate you bringing me over today! Without your help, I’d surely be unable to obtain this sword! Worry not, I’ll surely repay your kindness one day!” declared Gerald in a grateful tone.

Laughing again, Old Hughes then waved his hand rather nonchalantly before saying, “That’s not necessary! After all, you’re fated to obtain the sword! My purpose is simply to be your guide to it! Regardless, I hope you use the sword wisely!”

Truth be told, had Gerald not been the fated master of the sword, he would’ve surely taken the sword for himself instead of waiting for the youth to come. Sadly, some things were simply predestined, and Old Hughes, of all people, understood that.

Either way, the duo soon went through the small waterfall again to leave the area. By the time they got outside, however, Gerald was surprised to see that the sun was already about to rise.

They hadn’t been in there for that long, hand they? Time sure had flown…

All of a sudden, both of them heard rustling sounds swiftly coming toward them from the forest!

With both of them now vigilant of their surroundings, Gerald held the Fishgut Sword tightly in hand, fully prepared to fight…

That is, until he suddenly heard a familiar voice call out, “…Is… Is that you, Gerald…?”

The voice… It definitely belonged to Juno!