"Ah…"
Once again, time rewound.
"What the…?"
Why do I have to be killed so many times?
Judite, the vampire. That's the name of the entity that killed me.
Come to think of it, Agetha mentioned that the hidden chamber in the dungeon was made by a vampire.
"Damn it."
Uttering these words, I stepped onto the third teleportation circle.
This time, I hope there's nothing waiting for me.
At the destination of the third teleportation circle, just like before, there was a straight path extending.
So, I followed it.
Then, a single sword was thrust into the ground.
But it wasn't just any sword.
The blade was black, and the ornamentation was quite luxurious.
"What's with this sword…?"
I wondered while observing it.
To be honest, the current situation of not having any weapons is quite distressing. If it's okay to use it, I'd be grateful, but with it placed so conspicuously, it feels like a trap.
"Well, I guess it's okay to try using it," I thought casually as I gripped the hilt.
"Agh…!"
The moment I grasped it, an intense pain surged through my entire body.
Ever since I entered the dungeon, it's been nothing but this.
"Ugh… Why do I have to go through this kind of thing all the time!"
In an attempt to distract from the intense pain, I uttered these words.
The excruciating pain lasted for about several minutes.
As I continued to endure it, I gradually lost consciousness.
"Ahh!"
I woke up.
I realized I was lying on the ground.
Looking around, I noticed I was in the place where the black sword had been leaning. It seemed I had only lost consciousness and hadn't actually died.
"I've had quite a rough time," I muttered as I tried to get up.
My body felt unusually heavy.
"Eh?"
My right arm was behaving strangely.
It's hard to describe, but it had transformed into an unrecognizable shape. It would be more accurate to say that my right arm had fused with the black sword.
As my right arm neared the tip, it transformed into a black, hard substance and became sharper. Additionally, the length of my arm had become unusually long.
"This is incredibly heavy," I realized when I attempted to move my right arm.
I couldn't even swing my arm properly like this.
"Damn, do I have no choice but to continue like this?" I thought and moved forward.
Since I couldn't raise the black right arm properly, I dragged it along the ground.
As I continued, I encountered a monster.
"Grr…!"
The monster stared at me warily.
It was an A-rank difficulty monster, a werewolf, a two-legged wolf-like creature with massive claws.
"Seriously… How am I supposed to fight in this situation?"
My right arm was too heavy, and I couldn't even run away properly.
Am I going to die again? I had almost resigned myself to it because there was no way I could win, no matter how I looked at it.
"Eh…?"
For a moment, I didn't understand what had happened.
My right arm had started moving on its own. And the sword's tip was facing towards the werewolf.
"Huh?"
My right arm, now turned into a sword, forcefully pulled forward. As a result, I was dragged along with it.
With a swish, the black sword had cut through the werewolf.
"What is this…?"
I didn't understand. It was as if the sword itself had moved independently, as if it had its own will.
"Well, but it's okay…"
I thought that as long as I could escape the dungeon, I was fine with any means, even if it involved this eerie and ominous sword.