1069 They Left

Rean was taken aback by Roan's response. "Wait a second... a scythe? Didn't you mention in the past that the weapons you held were part of the people's imagination of you? If I'm not wrong, you didn't even like the scythe."

Roan nodded in response. "Indeed. However, the reason I'm choosing a scythe has nothing to do with what I like or dislike. The reason is that no one I've seen so far has tried to use it. Even though I say I don't like it, that doesn't mean I don't know how to use it."

Rean pondered over it for a bit before finally understanding. "Oh...the fact that no one uses or sees anyone using it is the reason behind your choice, right?"

Roan was satisfied Rean understood his reasons so quickly. "It seems you can think, after all. Indeed, I know how to use it and how to fight against other weapons while holding such a thing. However, others simply have no idea how to fight against a scythe. It'll be a big advantage for someone like me."