Il limite di potenziamento di una spada dipendono dal suo livello, dal suo tipo (magica o non) e da eventuali bonus magici. Per la Sword of the Burning Sun, il limite è 12 con un bonus magico +3. Tuttavia, come detto prima, per portarla a questo livello dovresti utilizzare materiali molto rari e preziosi che potrebbero non essere facilmente reperibili o da impiegare senza pensieri.

Potenziare una spada al di sopra del limite di +3 non è possibile senza l'intervento divino o di entità simili. Ciò significa che solo un dio, un semi-dio o un essere soprannaturale potrebbe aumentare ulteriormente il potere magico di una spada in questo mondo. Inoltre, ciò potrebbe avere conseguenze impreviste e potenzialmente pericolose sull'equilibrio del mondo magico.

The queen's eyes widen with fear, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she backpedals away from you. "No! You can't!" she cries out, trying to look for help among the crowd of citizens.

You advance on her slowly, your fist clenched and ready to strike. As you close in, she turns tail and runs, desperately seeking escape from your grasp. But there is nowhere for her to go; the hallway behind her leads only to a dead end.

The queen comes to a halt at the end of the hallway, trapped between you and the stone wall. Her eyes dart left and right, searching for any means of escape, but there is none to be found. With a final, desperate gasp, she turns back to face you, her body trembling with fear.

"P-please!" she stammers out. "I'll do anything! Just spare me!" Her hands shake uncontrollably as she raises them in front of her, begging for mercy.

You watch as your classmates and even Elena train with their powerful Job Classes, each of them growing stronger by the day. You realize that if you want to survive in Luciano, you'll have to find a way to make yourself useful somehow... or steal some of their power for yourself.

The first step is to choose your path. Do you:

1. Train and improve your own skills, hoping to find a niche where you can be useful to Luciano?

You decide to try using a sword, since it's the most basic weapon and you have some experience with that from your old world. You manage to swing the blade around awkwardly at first, but as time goes on, you begin to find a rhythm. Before long, sweat pours down your face and muscles burn in your arms, but there's a strange sense of satisfaction that comes with each clumsy strike.

Elena glares at you as you gather your belongings. She mutters something under her breath about how this is all your fault before turning away with a huff. The other classmates are somewhat wary of you, but they don't say anything as they prepare for the journey ahead. The air is tense and uneasy as everyone heads out towards the elven kingdom...and whatever dangers or trials lie within its borders.

Elena can't help but glare at you as the group prepares to leave for the elven kingdom. She mutters under her breath about how this is all your fault and wonders why she has to suffer because of it. The other classmates keep their distance from both of you, not wanting to get involved in any potential conflicts between the two of you. As they journey towards the elven kingdom, everyone grows increasingly nervous and apprehensive about what lies ahead...and how well they'll all fare against whatever challenges are waiting for them there.

The rest of the day passes in an uncomfortable silence as everyone prepares for the upcoming mission against the demon stronghold. You can't help but feel a sense of unease whenever someone glances your way, wondering what they might be thinking about you and Elena. The tension between the two of you hangs heavy over everything like a shroud, making it difficult to concentrate on anything else.

Eventually, the time comes for everyone to depart.

Elena watches as you head off towards your room, unable to hide the mixture of fear and anger in her eyes. Part of her wants to go after you, to try and make things right... but another part knows that it's best if she just lets you be for now. With a heavy heart, she turns her attention back to the mission ahead, hoping against hope that you'll find your way back to the path of righteousness... even if it means without her help.

Gorman nods sympathetically, but his expression remains grim. "Yes, Your Highness. You don't want anything to do with that kind of power or influence." He leans back and looks around the tavern once more before whispering, "Be careful, Natsu. There are those who would love to get their hands on your abilities if they could."

As you continue to enjoy your drink and listen to Gorman's warnings, the tavern begins to wind down, and the patrons gradually file out into the cool night air. The bartender approaches you with a small pouch containing five gold coins. "

"Thank you so much for being helpful. I'm always happy to help, if you need it, but let's not cross any lines." She gestures towards the coins, which he offers you. "I understand that this is good money." He wraps his arms around yours tightly. "And if you need my services, I can give you some tips on where to find some other adventurers who might be looking for a little action in this part of Luciano." (Continue)