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Speech:

"Normal"

"'Two Different Languages'"

"Thoughts/Telepathy"

"Deity/God"

Last Time:

"Pathetic, I can't believe he passed out only two hits," says Saito.

"Mr. Saito that was amazing!" exclaims Siesta, "No commoner has ever been able to stand up to a noble before."

"Oh?" asks Saito, "Why is that?"

"Isn't it obvious? It's because commoners can't use magic."

"Is that all?"

Siesta nods her head yes.

"Huh, well at least I know things will be interesting around here."

As Saito came into the room, he looked around for the first time and what he saw was impressive. It was a single room, but it was glamorous. The room was simple, but it had very expensive and fancy furniture such as, a queen sized be that looked like it belonged to a princess or someone very rich, a wardrobe that was massive in size and had an intricate design along all the boarders of the cupboards and the edges of the wardrobe itself. In the middle of the room was a dining table with two chairs, one on either side of the table facing each other and sideways to the door.

Saito decides to sit at the table and pulls out what remains of his sword. There was nothing left but a hilt, a guard, and a small piece of the base of the blade left. He looks at it solemnly and begins to remember everything that this sword had put him through and what it breaking meant. By breaking the sword he now sees that he is ready for the power of the other sword on his back that is said to be unbreakable, but the power in it is so great that it must only be used as a last resort.

"It looks like I'll have to look for a new sword," thought Saito as he thought about the fight he got into earlier that day and how pathetic the magicians are in hand to hand combat. "I should really learn to hold back more, I only used 5% of my total power and that guy was already knocked out from the impact of two blows. Anymore and he may have died."

As Saito was thinking, Louise walked into the room with what she could find of the broken blade. She thought that if she could fix the blade that broke and make it stronger, then her "familiar" may actually listen to her and obey her.

"Why did you bother with picking up that dead blade Louise, there was no point in doing so, that blade will never be the same as it once was," said Saito sternly, "Any attempt at remaking that blade will fail and the blade will only be at half its actual power. The best thing to do is buy a new sword and bury that one."

"How can you say that after I went through all the trouble of picking it all up for you?" asked Louise.

"I can say that because I know about swords, especially that kind of sword," said Saito, "that sword is known as a Katana and Katanas are known for being "alive" in a sense. They break if their wielder is unworthy, or they break because they are already dead. If the Katana is brand new and it breaks, then you were not worthy of the sword, but if it is old, chipped, and well used, then it was simply time for it to die. In a way, a Katana has a soul and if it isn't re-forged in the exact same way, then it becomes really weak and dies quickly. That is why I say there is no point in trying to re-forge this blade."

"Weren't you the one who forged the blade in the first place?"

Saito shakes his head negatively before responding, "I was not the creator of that blade, it chose me to be its wielder, but the creator of that blade is dead. He died long before I inherited that sword, so there is no way for me to get it fixed. The best I can do is buy a new one, but I don't have any money and this sword on my back is never to be used unless there is no other option, for using this blade has a side effect, it puts tremendous strain on the user, worthy or not."

Saito gets out of his seat after a few minutes of somber silence in the room, and makes to leave the room. "Where are you going Saito?" asked Louise quietly.

"I'm going out for a walk; I have nowhere to go, so you don't have to worry about me running away. There is nothing for me here in this world or my old one for that matter. I just want to clear my head."

Outside as Saito was looking up at the sky he noticed someone approaching him from the side. It was Siesta, and she looked a little excited at seeing him. As she reaches Saito it was obvious that she ran as soon as she spotted him because her big breast were still bouncing and her breathe was labored as soon as she stopped.

"Hello Siesta," said Saito without turning to look at her, "What are you doing so late out at night?"

"I…was…looking for…you," she said while breathing hard.

"Oh? And what for if I may ask?"

"I came to offer you food that the academy cook has made. He said to come and get you when news of your victory had reached him. He wants to congratulate you and offer a meal for your victory," said Siesta after she was able to catch her breath.

Saito was about to decline when his stomach started to rumble and growl with the ferocity of an angry dragon. Blushing Saito couldn't deny his hunger and decided to take Siesta and to an extension the cooks offer for food. With his agreement, Siesta grabs his arm and starts pulling him towards the kitchen, where he can eat to his stomachs content.

"HAHAHA, our sword sure was hungry wasn't he?" asked the cook as Saito goes through his 8th bowl of food. Saito was surprised that the food was extremely delicious, especially for what the cook called left overs. "Eat to your hearts content our sword; you deserve it for beating that noble today."

Saito is half way through his 9th bowl when he decides to compliment the chef for his delicious food. "This stuff is really good stuff. Do they eat this well every single day here?" asked Saito as he finishes the 9th bowl of food, "I mean, you said this was left overs, and there is so much of it, I hope this isn't all you guys eat because then I'd feel as if I was imposing on you."

"Don't worry about it, I was hired to make food, and as long as there is someone to feed, my job isn't done yet, so I can always make more. Those brats never want the same meal twice in a month anyway, so this would just have gone to waste anyway."

"I see, and let me guess, you have people starving in some villages or they can't afford to buy food as often as they'd like," Saito stated, "I swear, no matter where I go everything is the same. The rich stay rich while the poor are left to die somewhere. Let me tell you guys something. If you need any help dealing with these nobles, just tell me and I'll fight for you."

"Mr. Saito, where are you from exactly?" asked Siesta as she looks at Saito's determined face with interest.

"I'm not from this world. I am from a world where the peasants have long since killed off the nobility and have since been electing who leads them," said Saito, "The only problem is that the new empires want to each be the ruler of the planet, so right now there have been many wars, when I left the wars had just ended, but I am sure that the wars will continue again."

"It almost sounds like you're making fun of us Mr. Saito."

"I'm sorry if it sounds that way, but I really am not. This is the truth because from where I come from there is only one moon not two and that moon glows silver not pink or blue, our wild life is all but gone and the land is war torn. When I left there were attempts to create peace, so I don't know how everything is like now. There is no magic, so the humans from my world focused on improving technology and in doing so we made weapons so destructive that they can wipe an entire large city out of existence in one blow."

The next day at the shop of a sword seller, Louise and Saito are looking around for a sword that Saito can use to replace the one that broke the day before.

"How about this one?" asked the clerk, "It was made in Germania and was forged with the most expensive materials possible."

"Pass," said Saito as he swung and examined the sword, "This is nothing but an ornament, it won't be able to cut butter, much less anything needed to be cut. As a sword it is worthless."

"Saito, we've seen almost all the expensive swords this guy has can you pick one so we can go already?" asked Louise, frustrated that all the swords Saito looked at were deemed unfit.

Saito closed his eyes and decides to check with his inner eye instead of his actual eyes and sees something interesting. Almost none of the swords so far had a soul, yet there was one that did. In the cheaper section of the sword seller's place. He goes over and picks it up to examine it and deems it worthy to be used.

Unknown to Saito and to Louise, the academy slut got interested in Saito and decides to do something her best friend never thought she would do, reject all the other guys and pursue only one guy, Saito. This person was Kirche and her best friend is Tabitha. Kirche saw them leave with a cheap sword and decides to buy the most magnificent sword they have and use her charms to get a reduced price just to impress Saito.

"I appreciate your gift Kirche, but this sword is nothing more than an ornament and is completely useless in battle," said Saito as Kirche tried to impress him by giving him an expensive and useless sword, "I already found a suitable replacement and to make things interesting, it can talk."

AN: And with that cliffhanger I leave you guys to sulk about how you want more. Please if you have any questions, review/PM me and tell me how I did with this chapter or anyother chapter.