An incomprehensible concept?0

Indeed, I couldn't move at all in front of that attack. I had no idea what was happening when the man stepped forward leisurely and slowly sliced through my armor-clad body with his blunt sword sheath.  0

Who exactly is that man? How did he end up in an F-rank dungeon, The Ossuary of Wraiths? 0

It was a place filled with people who didn't even know how to swing the swords they'd bought properly. 0

After dealing with such opponents, have I become complacent?  0

Clatter.0

I shook my head. No, the man in the blue armor wasn't on that level. Even after twenty years of clattering around, I'd never encountered anyone like that. Not that I was in any position to make such judgments.  0

The very idea of dying in such a way was beyond comprehension. I slowly recalled how he swung his sword. It was not even the sword, but the sheath. The pure white sheath was like snow beginning to fall from the sky.  0

The unadorned sheath resembled a conductor's baton. It expressed a very slow, calm, and leisurely tempo. That sheath swung at such a pace had sliced me in two. I still felt con...0