[The condition for the Sword Master has been met.]

(A catalyst is needed to break through the limits.)

*

A black sun with a dark aura began to shine above Olaf’s head, blocking the light.

“…”

I gazed at the sun rising in the morning sky with a dazed expression. It wasn’t hot. The sun, which was supposed to be burning fiercely, didn’t feel hot at all.

Instead, the warmth felt like it was being absorbed by the sun in the sky, which was devouring the morning sun.

But only one thing.

“What is this magic…”

The warmth didn’t apply …