He was brilliant, shining with a radiance all his own, while I was dull and gloomy by comparison.
But my hesitation didn't last long. The words of a certain old man suddenly echoed through my mind, reminding me of something incredibly important.
"Hesitation is defeat… Isn't that right?"
It was a phrase Asterion had repeated countless times, and for some reason, it had stayed with me. I never imagined those words would prove so useful one day.
"This sword… I'll accept it with gratitude."
Having finally made my decision, I allowed the light of Legendary Weapons Master to engulf the weapon, absorbing it completely.
Ars nodded in satisfaction, clearly pleased that I had accepted the most powerful weapon he had ever created.
"With this… a part of me will continue to exist even after my death. There will still be something through which the world can remember me."
Ars's voice sounded gentler this time.
