"If they come," Teacher promised, his blade glowing with a faint, reassuring blue light, "we’ll show them why you don't hunt a Black Cat who carries a God-Slaying Sword."
"The blue cats," she said, her eyes narrowing. "They are close." Tensei shitara Ken Deshita - 11.1080.mp4
Teacher felt a surge of protective mana ripple through his crystalline core. He wasn't just a weapon; he was her guardian, her mentor, and her only family in a world that saw her as a monster. He recalled the moment of his reincarnation—the confusion of being a sword stuck in a pedestal, waiting for someone to claim him. He had expected a legendary hero. Instead, he got a starving girl with a heart of tempered glass. It was the best bargain he’d ever made. "If they come," Teacher promised, his blade glowing
Fran didn't move. She looked at her reflection in the flat of his blade. A year ago, she was a slave with broken spirit and matted fur. Now, she was a Black Cat who had evolved through fire and steel. He recalled the moment of his reincarnation—the confusion
Should we continue the story with a against the Blue Cats, or focus on a quiet moment of training between them?
"Teacher," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the crackle of the campfire.