Just as Shien thought Nobu would explain himself, the latter lowered his head first and looked at the thick chains wrapped around him.
"...Can you undo these for me first?"
Nobu voiced his request quietly.
Shien raised a brow. Without objecting, he directly drew the Holy Sword hidden beneath his black robe at his waist and swung it down almost the instant Nobu finished speaking.
"Clang!"
With a crisp snapping sound, every thick chain around Nobu was severed in a single stroke by the Holy Sword's golden slash.
"They came off just like that?"
Nobu could not help but freeze. Then he looked at the Holy Sword clenched in Shien's hand, his eyes filled with both envy and complicated emotions.
It could not be helped.
How could chains used to restrain a powerful tigerfolk like Nobu possibly be ordinary chains?
They were restraints forged by Dwarven smiths from large amounts of refined steel. Forget people—even Legendary-tier monsters could be securely restrained by them.
Someone had once used steel chains personally forged by Dwarven smiths to bind a dragon, and had successfully kept it from escaping.
Of course, they had first used special Magic Items to bind the dragon's mouth, preventing it from breathing Dragon Breath before they managed to restrain it with those chains. Still, the fact that they could bind even a massive monster regarded as the King of Monsters showed just how tough those steel chains were.
If he had not been bound by such things, how could Nobu, with his monstrous strength, have been casually escorted around by a group of beastfolk warriors?
Rather, the fact that Nobu had managed to break the steel chains binding his hands with brute force and resist at all was already remarkable.
Yet such durable restraints had been cut apart with