Author's Reincarnation in a Fantasy Setting

But if you repeat the process again and again and heck, I was cooling and heating the blade almost at the same time with a second's difference; doing that will only slowly destroy the blade.

"Let's get onto the next stage now," I said to myself.

The sword's damage did increase by increasing the temperature this much, but it still wasn't enough. I have to go on until I reach the dead end; I have to test the limits of how much I can heat the sword.

I went and replaced the sword with the new one; the blade of the sword I had before was almost destroyed, I'll break it just after setting it on fire again so it's better to start with a new one.

Standing at a distance of a few steps from the human dummy, I held the sword with both my hand, pointing its tip toward the dummy.

Once again with a HUSH sound, the blade was bathed in the high-temperature flames. At the same time using sub-element ice, I begin cooling down and dropping the blade's temperature below 0.

One would say that how the blade is burning if its temperature is below freezing point. Well, the fire I lit up was not actually burning the blade. Instead, with the control, I had over the elements I set the air around the blade on fire.

That's why I was able to keep the sword burning and keeping the blade cool at the same time. Yeah, I know it's a bit complicated but this was the only way to use a fire sword whilst not melting the blade.

Anyway, once the initial process was done I started increasing the flame's temperature bit by bit. Then, in an instant, I skyrocketed it to 1500 degrees Celsius.

The flame turned from red to bright white and the heat it was emitting also increased; so much that my upper body will be burned if I didn't do anything.

Hence, with the help of sub-element ice, I cooled down the air around my face and chest, thus countering the heat coming from the sword. The sword's handle was so hot that my hands were getting red, I couldn't cool it since there was a chance of getting frostbite so I'll leave it be.

I tightened my grip and leaped toward the human dummy. I went for the same attack as before. Delivering an upper-left to lower right slash, the sword entered its body from the left side, below the underarms just where the ribcage started.

The sword already had 1500-degree hot fire covering it yet I applied all the force I could behind this attack. The result was, well.

The blade slit open the dummy's skin, breaking and burning the bones of the ribcage it entered its system. Destroying all the artificial organs that were fit inside the dummy, the sword slid on its flesh like on frozen butter.

The next moment, the upper half of the dummy was separated from its lower half as I moved the sword forward and it slashed the dummy's stomach and abdomen in half, splitting its body in two.

A THUCK sound was heard as the upper half fell behind, but the lower half kept standing as it was attached to the floor.

"Phew, that sure took long," I breathed.

Finally, I got the result I was hoping for, but…

"Damn, fuck!"

I threw the sword as fast as I could after a part of it melted and rained beside my feet. As I looked at the now melted sword on the floor, I realized something.

My version of magiken, fire sword to say, is not long-lasting. Just after I divided the dummy in two, the fire won over ice and the blade melted in an instant.

The sword that was on the floor; its blade was melted and now was in the form of piping hot, red and orange colored liquid that was emitting steams. The handle of the sword was almost melted but its lower part was still somehow intact.

In the end, I wasn't able to keep the sword from melting. My magiken method—I'd like to call it that—was powerful but maybe can only be used one time per sword.

If I were to use this, then I had to sever their head—a metaphor…probably—before they can attack me. This is the only way I can use this method.

'Well, anyway. I got what I came here to find.'

Afterward, I did some more experiments with different temperatures until I ran out of swords—yeah all of them were melted.

But now that I have been successful in finding the right formula, I left the room—without clearing up the melted sword mess on the floor.

p 'Low-key I'm glad the floor wasn't made of wood. Otherwise…'

Later I left the training facility. Though while on my way out, I asked the woman at the reception that do I have to pay for the weapons I destroyed, to which she said no.

Apparently, the breaking of swords and other weapons during training was a pretty common thing here. That was the reason they didn't keep expensive swords because they will just be broken the academy will be in loss—not literally since their funding comes directly from the king but still, it'll be like wasting weapons.

There was a doubt in my mind; what of the students who wanted to practice with some special type of sword or weapon? The reply I received to this was that, if you need a certain type of weapon then you can ask for it at the reception and it'll be provided to you.

But yes, you will have to pay for that weapon if you broke it.

All in all, and in short to say, I didn't have to pay 30,000 C for the swords.

Now I was out of the facility, it was afternoon, I spent quite a time inside I guess. As the sun was above my head I wandered across the academy campus.