"I didn't hear that wrong, did I? The Sword Princess's sword struck the Great Sage, but it didn't even break through his defense?
Could the Great Sage be wearing some kind of close-fitting armor under his clothes?"
"Idiot. After all those Wind Blade attacks from the Sword Princess, the Great Sage's clothes are nothing but rags.
If he were wearing armor underneath, don't you think we'd be able to see it? Or are you saying it's invisible?"
"Then you tell me what happened! The Sword Princess's sword is a fine rapier made by the Guiborini Familia. I think it's called the Sword of Despair, and it even has the unbreakable property.
On top of that, the Sword Princess herself is a Level 6 Adventurer. That attack should have pierced not just flesh, but even rock or steel. So how come she couldn't even get through the Great Sage's defense?"
"You're asking me? Who the hell am I supposed to ask? Maybe the Great Sage cast some kind of defensive magic on himself earlier?"
Using the force pushing back against the sword she had thrust into Wood, Ais flipped gracefully through the air and landed. Then she tilted her head in confusion, seemingly unable to understand why her attack hadn't worked.
As for Wood, he simply tore off his already tattered shirt, revealing a well-proportioned torso covered in streamlined muscles.
Seeing Wood remove his ragged shirt, everyone present was certain he wasn't wearing any armor underneath.
And when everyone's curious gaze settled on Wood's lower abdomen, they realized that Ais's earlier attack hadn't left absolutely no mark.
But calling it a "mark" was generous. Wood wasn't even scratched; there was only a faint white line on his skin.
"Is that some kind of magic, too?"
True to her habit of asking