The Hero's Streaming Life with the Saintess

I came into a mountain—I don’t even know where.

I kept checking my surroundings thoroughly, just in case someone was around.

And also, I was on edge, worried that Lyla might secretly follow me again.

“It's supposed to be a surprise... would suck if the person it's for found out.”

I pulled out the sword that bastard used from the ring—it still radiated heat.

“The problem is... how the hell do I compress this thing...”

Just smashing it with a hammer or club like I usually do?

No way in hell. That’s completely out of the question.

The whole area would get blown to pieces.

“Guess I have to knead it with my hands or something?”

Dumb, but reliable.

It’d prevent terrain destruction and I could control the mana spread around me.