My Sword has to Talk!

CH. 34- Achieve Greatness Or...

Morning arises, I and my half-sister Belize are behind the garden of the mansion. The place might be a good relaxation spot. But the two of us are not here to relax. Rommel is here to train me and Belize.

“Ok, now master Blitz and Belize. I would like the two of you, attack me at once. Your goal is to take this necklace away from me.”

“You underestimate me, Rommel; I can take that necklace away from you in just three moves!” Belize exclaimed proudly.

“Oh! Then I would like to see you try it, young miss.”

Belize smirked and within a blink of an eye. She disappeared from her position, only to reappear behind Rommel. Blitz was baffled by the scene that unfolded.

“When did she!?" Blitz thought to himself.

“I have won, Rommel!" Belize screamed as she stretched her arm towards Rommel's neck.

“My lady, if your planning for a sneak attack. It would help if you kept quiet to yourself. Losing your stealth is such an amateur mistake.”

Rommel sidesteps to the side as he said these words to Belize, who recently realized she would fall flat face-first to the ground.

“s**t, I can't stop my momentum.”

*Crash.*

Blitz was in awe after witnessing such movements. But Rommel gazed straight into his eyes and said. “Now, master Blitz it's your turn to move. Could you show me? Your power.”

“Uhh… Ok." Blitz charged forward Rommel without any flashy moves. He was only running like a regular child.

When he arrived near Rommel, Blitz launched a weak punch. It didn't even do anything. Rommel has disappointment written on his face as he looks at Blitz.

Blitz's legs tremble in fear of what Rommel might retaliate as he slowly turns his face upward. The disappointed face of Rommel greets Blitz.

“I guess we have to start from scratch, Master Blitz. It seems I have forgotten that a boy like you has zero experience. Not to mention you haven't formed any contract with any cursed weapons.”

“Cursed weapons?” Blitz asked himself as he scratches his head.

“I can not believe I have a brother who has no clue about cursed weapons,” Belize exclaimed as she wipes her bloody face.

“Looks like I have forgotten such a vital thing. Excuse me, master Blitz and Belize. But we have to cancel training for today.”

“What!? Are you cowering out, Rommel! Well, I had expected such a thing to happen. It's not a shameful thing to admit that you fear my greatness, Rommel. Haha!”

Why was sister so confident even she was the defeated one? But I still remember her overconfidence made her somewhat cute. She's still a gorilla tho that just downgraded to a chimpanzee.

Rommel lowered himself on my level and spoke, ignoring my sister laughing with confidence. “Sir Blitz, I guess we have to make sure you find your suitable weapon. It's time for you to form a contract with a cursed weapon. ”

I was ignoring my sister, still proud of herself bragging. Rommel and I walk away from the garden. He brought me somewhere unexpected—a weapons room filled with different tools meant for killing.

But one particular tool caught my attention. It was a long staff with an ax and spear. There were different excellent weapons in the room. But this particular one somewhat captivated me, like a siren singing pulling the young me.

I did not even notice that I already held the weapon in my hands. Only I realize it when Rommel spoke, “Looks like you have an eye for a great tool, master Blitz.”

“Is this that great?” I ask Rommel while holding the weapon.

“Yes, it is, since that weapon chooses its owner. It looks like it has taken a liking to you since you can carry it.”

I froze after Rommel's statement, so I asked him, “Can't you also carry this weapon, Rommel.”

“I can't master Blitz since it didn't choose me to be it's the owner; I would break my back if I try to hold it like that master Blitz.”

Out of nowhere, I heard a voice speak unto my head. “Young man, do you wish to form a contract with me?"

I jump and turn around to see if there was anyone behind me. After a strange voice asks me but to my surprise, no one was there. Not a single soul, but as the moments passed. The voice spoke once again, “boy! You dare ignore me; even I am being held by you.”

“Huh!?" I exclaimed as I gaze at the weapon I held. I threw it unintentionally due to my surprise. But as it lands on the floor, it destroyed the hard concrete build. Now I understood what Rommel said. About his back-breaking, if he tried carrying it like I was.

“Insolent fool!” The voice in my head yelled at me. “You dare throw me, after receiving a once-in-a-lifetime offer. I can give you the power to rule and a path to greatness. And this is the treatment I get!”

“Sorry."

“Foolish boy! Do you think your sorry's are enough! Do you know how mighty I am to be thrown away by you? The gods forge me. My materials are the same as Thor's hammer. And yet, you dare to throw me like a piece of junk. You shall receive the punishment of God's.

“I-im sorry, bwahhaha!” Blitz started crying after being lectured harshly by the weapon.

But something strange occurred; the halberd felt sorry for Blitz. “Hey kid, don't cry like that! I am not that angry!”

“Mwahaha, haaaaa-haaa."

“Fine, kid, please stop crying. I forgive you for your insolence. So stop crying, geez. Children these days easily cry like b***h. Unlike the children before, who would still laugh even they already lost their fingers."

Blitz stopped crying and gazed at the sword. “You're not angry at me anymore.”

“If that will make you stop crying like a little b***h, the yes!”

I wiped my tears and grabbed the weapon, and apologize. The weapon forgave me. Then the blade for any name. But he hasn't given me an answer; it's like he doesn't know his real name.

However, I was not the excited one. Rommel had a joyous look on his face. He immediately requests to duel me once again at the courtyard, using the weapon. I was scared, but mister Halberd had quite the opposite reaction. He is somewhat excited, knowing that we will be fighting.

I also felt something weird; it's almost the weapon that I held resonated with me like I could feel his heart pumping—excited to strike someone with his blade.

The two of us went back, and my sister was already nowhere seen near the area. But with my newly acquired weapon. Rommel charged forth at full speed, prepared to attack without any hesitation.

While I shook in fear, seeing Rommel charging forward. But then my weapon spoke, “Do not fear, boy! Since I am already on your side. Let's face this man with confidence and strike hard. Feel the heat of the battle like you are on the verge of death, boy!"

“Isn't that a bit extreme, Mister Halberd?"

“Nothing is extreme! For warriors, boy! Now on my mark, one, two, three, swing me as your life depended on it!"

I swung the long weapon, and a booming sound erupted. Then I felt it, the sense of having power and being capable of taking anyone head-on. That's what I remember when I first swinger my weapon.

However, even with my powerful weapon, I was still inexperienced so, I only laid down on the ground, heavily injured. Rommel did not hold any of his strength back. I could not even feel my body. He even had to call my maid to bring me back to my room.

I trained every day with Rommel, perfecting to handle my weapon. However, I may have mastered my tool. But I can't control its tremendous power. It continued for ten years. But as I trained, I rarely saw my father. Even we are living in the same house.

It's like we are strangers to each other. But one day, he called me to his room. After six years, I met with my father once again.

“You called me father."

“Blitz, I called you here to tell you something important."

“What is it, father? You are going on a journey—a journey to gain experience. You are going to America, where one of the most prominent hunter organizations is based. It's time to put that training of yours to good use.”

“I see, father. I will be going to America then; tell me when I will depart."

“Next week, but before you will leave. Let me tell you something. I'm sure you are willing to forgive me."

My gather turns toward me and walks forward; he grabs me kn my shoulder. And said these unforgettable words.

“Make me proud, carry out our name to greatness. And you shall have my apology for you and your mother. Isn't it a fair trade? I will even kneel below your feet to apologize if you will achieve incredible feats. But if you don't, I will kill your mother."