Although it was not the first time he had seen Fujino use actual weapons, watching Fujino chop an iron axe in half with one slash, then kick the head-high iron axe head flying with a single kick, Kuroba Kaito could not help secretly feeling relieved.
Good thing he used wooden swords when he fought me. If he had used a real blade, I probably would have been chopped in two already, right?
The two Treasure Hunters beside them had the same thought. They stared at that absurd display with utterly bewildered expressions.
I mean, shouldn't normal people be thinking about how to break the mechanism? Why did you ignore the usual routine and just charge through, chopping all the traps to bits?
Was that something a normal person could do?
Sure, the mechanisms were gone now, so it was safe, but it was very obvious that we were not safe, okay?
The two Treasure Hunters began hesitating over whether they should compete for treasure with a monster like this, shuddering involuntarily.
After the brief shock.
The short-haired treasure hunter apparently had something bolstering her confidence. She did not seem afraid of Fujino and was the first to ask in confusion, "What was written on that Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi?"
"Dragon."
Fujino carried the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi over to the group.
The three clues—eternity, flame, and dragon—were all gathered, but everyone clearly could not figure out such abstract clues anytime soon. Naturally, Fujino was not about to rack his brains over it either; he had never been good at codes.
Things like codes, which required mental circuitry, were better left to Conan and Kuroba Kaito.
He was not some little brat who would fight to prove who was better.
There was no reason not to make full use of the two wage slaves.
Conan stared thoughtfully