The Old Man Finally Handed Over the Flame Mantra! As soon as Jie Jian finished speaking, Kusakabe sprinted in from outside the field and picked up the sword guard he had thrown onto the ground.
"Seriously, if you're going to explain something, why did you have to take apart my sword?!"
Once Kusakabe confirmed that Jie Jian had only removed his sword's guard, he breathed a sigh of relief. It did not matter anyway. The guard could be put back on, so taking it off was no big deal.
Meanwhile, Kasumi Miwa held the guardless sword in her hand, looking somewhat awkward.
"Big Brother Jie, th-this isn't right, is it? Is this really okay?"
Kasumi Miwa trusted Jie Jian. After all, he could even bring people back to life; there was no reason for him to deceive her over something like this. Still, she found it hard to believe that the restrictions of a Binding Vow could be avoided so easily.
"Why not?" Jie Jian retorted bluntly. "You're only forbidden from swinging a sword. It never said you couldn't swing something else."
Kasumi Miwa could barely hold herself together as she pointed at the object in her hand, which was practically identical to a sword.
"Then if this isn't a sword, what is it?!"
"Call it whatever you want. A spear, staff, club, axe, halberd, hook, fork—anything. As long as you don't call it a sword, you can call it whatever you like."
Jie Jian's words did not just leave Miwa dumbfounded. Everyone watching nearby was equally stunned.
Kasumi Miwa scratched her head.
"Can a Binding Vow really be interpreted like that?"
"Of course." Jie Jian answered as if it were obvious. "How could a Binding Vow be something so inconvenient?"
Though they still had some doubts, hearing those words