My Girlfriend is an S-Class Adventurer

Luke had finally understood how he was supposed to use that weapon, now was the time to practice as many attacks as possible. Swinging his sword, the half-wolf launched a quick attack, in one simple slash.

A purple attack shaped like a half-moon flew out of the sword blade. The sound was like that of a blade cutting the air, however, it was also possible to hear a sound of electricity flowing with the attack.

That half-moon decapitated one of the dolls that was behind the ashes of the previous attack. The face of that wooden doll was burned completely, and the smoke rushed from top to bottom until again, there was nothing but ashes.

The power of Sleepy Rain was brutal, its destructive capacity was almost unimaginable. That combination of spells was simply perfect for Luke, a gigantic destructive power with the electric attacks, and an elegant but efficient poison, versatile for sneak attacks.

Luke was already considering how he could use those different enchantments within his combats. Both the explosions and flames, and the elegant fast ice attacks. Each of those different options made him want to take them all on more and more, something he would do his best to achieve.

Luke was bad with choices, that was evident to anyone who knew him. When he was in doubt between which wife to follow, Alexis or Ayumi, his decision was to choose both. So it was obvious that Luke's choice would be to take as many enchantments as possible.

He needed something that was versatile for combat, a weapon that could solve different problems at the same time. The half-wolf's fighting style was extremely diverse, at times he acted as a killer, as a thief, and at other times he attacked with everything in a direct duel fully charged by his bloodlust.

The half-wolf was truly delighted with Sleepy Rain's ability. And with that, he continued to do some tests with that sword. His interest was clear, he wanted to find out how far that weapon could go, what the limits of the combination between electric magic and a powerful poisonous smoke were.

Luke turned to Ezra.

"Send more test dummies" the half-wolf ordered.

Ezra merely nodded as he flipped the lever. Several new targets fell in front of the half-wolf, who gave a violent grin, ready for combat, with a thirst for destruction.

The smoke began to swirl at high speed around Luke, who walked a little closer to the test dummies. He then emitted an electrical charge that energized that smoke. The sleepy rain was glowing again, marking Luke's clothes with that purple color.

Luke then moved the smoke with his sword, controlling it to form a snake. That snake came flying around Luke, emitting this sound that resembled a lightning-laden cloud, the static electricity was causing Luke's ear hairs to pop up.

The half-wolf's eyes were emitting a menacing aura, he was gigantic bloodthirsty. Imagining that equipment in combat made Luke more eager for a real duel, he could no longer stand the time to engage in combat with that professor.

Controlling the snake, Luke caused that snake to fly out toward a row of test dummies. Entering the chest of those targets, the attack pierced that row one by one, creating a hole in the targets. The snake flew out through all the targets with ease, until Luke commanded it to pass with high speed over the heads of the puppets.

By the time the snake dissipated, all the heads had been burned with the toxin from the smoke. The electrical effect of the attack also influenced the wood burns. Luke then approached the puppets, to understand a little better how that attack worked.

When Luke was in front of one of the test dummies, he could see how there was a kind of purple dust inside the place that the attack arrived. This dust was glowing the same color as the sword, although it wasn't as flashy, due to the wood ash itself.

The half-wolf then brought the sword closer to that hole in the puppet's chest. He then realized the connection between the two, it was possible to get that feeling with his mana senses. Luke then extended his hand in front of the crater in the target's chest, and channeled his mana into the dust.

Quickly the body of the wooden figure evaporated, at an amazing speed. It was as if that toxic smoke was even more efficient, that was the answer Luke needed.

'So my mana also defines how intense the effect of the poison is going to be. So maybe if I channel a small amount, it's possible to create a weak poison like a sleeping pill.'

[Maybe this is possible, yes, but remember what Ezra had commented, it is common for swords to have different poison enchantments. There are swords to immobilize the enemy, and swords to kill with just one cut].

'I believe that just one cut from this blade is already enough to poison a target. This smoke is naturally corrosive enough to annihilate a large animal in seconds.

[Why don't you try controlling the mana of the smoke?]

'Good idea, let's test how far I can reduce the effects of the smoke'

Luke returned to the front of the room, and now, channeled his mana again into the purple smoke. That smoke was coming out around the sword blade, however, the half-wolf was using the third incantation, along with a much smaller dose of his mana.

The smoke now did not have such an intense color, it was still cloudy, but now it had a color that was closer to white. Luke then walked towards the smoke, holding out his hand.

When the blacksmith realized what was happening, Ezra quickly jumped in front of the glass in the room, slamming it down several times.

*TUM*

*TUUUM*

*TUUUUUM*

"DON'T DO THIS LUKE, YOU SEE WHAT THAT SMOKE DID TO THEM" He shouted, his eyes were pained and afraid, it didn't make the slightest sense what Luke was doing.

Ezra was looking from one side of the control desk to the other, but there was nothing he could do. The airflow in the room was already at maximum, it was impossible to dissipate that smoke with the room controls.

But when Ezra raised his head again to look at Luke, he noticed how the half-wolf was walking from side to side, completely unharmed inside the smoke.

Luke had not heard Ezra's cries, he was completely focused on manipulating the mana and the characteristics of that smoke.

Ezra ran out, and opened the door that led into the room.

*VWUUUSH*

*TUUM*

The door slammed hard, alerting Luke to Ezra's presence. When the half-wolf turned around, he saw a blue-haired boy with eyes completely drenched with tears, Ezra's face was pained, and his breathing was agitated. At the same moment Luke was back to normal, his hearing was again as sharp as before.

He was able to hear Ezra's gasping breath and racing heart.

"You! Are you all right master Luke?" Ezra said, with a confused face.

"Yes, I manipulated the smoke so that it no longer had the corrosive characteristics. That would be quite useful in a moment of escape, or even in a fight where it would be necessary to hide and attack" Luke said, stepping out of the smoke and approaching the small blacksmith.

As Luke came out of the smoke, you could see how the sword was still producing more smoke. The half-wolf then looked at Sleepy Rain, reached out his hand and caused the glow from that sword to fade.

When Luke approached Ezra, he put his hand on the boy's back and guided him out of the room. When the two were already out of the room, the half-wolf would finalize one last test.

"I knew you wouldn't hurt me, I'm not stupid enough to put my life at risk for no reason" Luke said.

"But how were you so sure that that smoke was no longer toxic?" Ezra questioned, still distressed by the situation. 𝗳𝔯𝙚e𝒘e𝚋𝘯𝚘ν𝙚l.𝑐o𝙢

The half-wolf then turned to the glass window of the room. It was possible to see the smoke completely filling the small testing space. Luke then held out his hand in front of the glass, while watching Ezra's worried face.

"My mana controls that smoke, the external enchantment helps aid that control. Controlling the attacks of a magic sword is as natural as breathing" Luke said, turning his face toward the room.

The smoke then moved to where the wooden figures were, Luke then closed his hand. That smoke became darker and darker, until it went from a light shade of purple to a completely black color.

With a snap of his fingers, the smoke disappeared.

There was nothing left inside that room, not even ashes or traces of the targets.