The whole world is afraid of me holding a sword [Comprehensive Manga]

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After parting with Youni, Ashbel has been brooding over what "he" said about ten years later.Will the time-traveling army be captured and manipulated by locals from another world?

How could that person named "Bai Lan" do things that even the government of the time couldn't do?

With these questions in mind, the little boy participated in the final of the swordsmanship competition. There were three contestants from various places in Japan and a phantom knight from Italy. Each contestant arranged two competitions based on the previous competition, and the winner competed one or two. First place, the loser competes for third or fourth place.

Both Ashbel and Magic Knight entered the finals by winning one game first. On the field, Magic Knight voluntarily conceded defeat again, sending Ashbel directly to the championship of the swordsmanship competition.The audience was in an uproar, and Ashbel was also shocked and furious.

"what are you doing?!"

"I came here only because of the request of the princess. Now that the princess has found you, I won't go to the competition to attract your attention. You know the difference between a swordsmanship competition and an actual battle, right? This kind of competition is simply boring.”

The boy with black curly hair said coldly, as if the Danfeng eyes with lower eyeliner were half-closed boredly.The killing sword skills mastered in the dark world are not suitable for such a game that seems to be a joke. Every sword thrust is aimed at the enemy's vital point instead of the scoring point, and the battle between sword skills should not Confined within this radius, anytime, anywhere, any place may be a place for fighting.

If they are all ordinary-level fights, Magic Knight can still play with them, but against Ashbel, who is admired by the princess, it is not a real match. It is too disappointing and boring to break a basin of cold water when we are highly looking forward to it.

"..."

Ashbel froze for a moment. For various reasons, he was always limited by the seal in his body, the pleadings of the men with swords, and the so-called rules of the game.But Ashbel really likes swords, he always thought that as long as he can hold a sword in an open manner, it is enough.

However, Ashbel did not expect that when he was standing in this small competition field with Takeshi Yamamoto, a sword master phantom knight from Italy who inherited Shiyu Cangyan style, the surging excitement in his heart was already unbearable. Neglect, at the same time he also has a touch of regret in his heart:

It would be nice if there were no seals.

If only Yamamoto's foundation was stronger.

If only there was a real competition between me and the phantom knight.

It's not that Ashbel didn't feel the restrictions imposed by these rules on him. Every time he picked up the sword, he was trapped within the range marked by the white strip, which made him feel absurd. He could only hold the bamboo sword tightly in his hand, The irritability that had been indescribable all this time will gradually subside.

"I'm going back to Italy tomorrow, the princess will look for you today, you wait in your room."

After finishing speaking, the Magic Knight turned around and walked off the arena, ignoring the referee's persuasion, and walked straight out.

"Because of another contestant's abstention, the champion is Ren* Ashbel from the Kendo Club of Bisheng Middle School!"

The cheers from the referee and the audience could no longer reach Ashbel's ears. Without the pride of becoming a champion, the young boy walked down from the arena with his head bowed like a deserter. Arrived at the hotel.

In the clean and tidy hotel room, Ashbel was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his own calf in a daze, and the huddled Ashbel was like a frightened little animal, huddled pitifully beside the bed, The sugar-colored eyes were empty, and they didn't know where to look.

You know the difference between a swordsmanship match and a fight, right?

This kind of game is simply boring.

The magic knight's words kept echoing in Ashbel's ears, like some kind of alarm bell rang him who was trying to sleep.

Ashbel can still remember that after he escaped from the "Teaching Academy", although he was escaping from hunting day and night, he could sway to his heart's content in the forest of elves or on the sword stage in the town every day, no matter what. He waved his sword with scruples.

He doesn't care about the opponent's strength, he doesn't care whether he is facing a human or a monster. Ashbel can still remember the feeling of wanton freedom and no restraint.

"Of course I know the difference between fighting and competition."

The little boy bit his bright red lips, poking back and forth on the floor beside the bed with his white and tender fingers.

"But there are no monsters here, no elves, and no elf sword dance festival where everyone can devote themselves to it. There are still many ordinary people in this world, and I can't go around and find someone to compare swords with..."

The young boys formed a group, muttering in low voices.

"Is the game not good? Everyone uses their strengths in the rules and shows themselves in a limited place... Well, I admit that the game is indeed not as refreshing as the actual battle, but this is also a kind of practice..."

The little boy was muttering in a low voice, with his head down and his mouth pouted.

"It's his own thinking that is too extreme, so Ashbel doesn't need to take it to heart."

A girl's voice sounded like a kingfisher singing above Ashbel's head.

Ashbel looked up, and saw a girl with dark green hair and blue eyes, with a tender and delicate face, and a beautiful little flower birthmark under the corner of her left eye, but the most attractive thing about her was her smile, which was gentle, healing, and flexible strong.

Ashubel saw her at the first glance, she must be a child with a soft heart just like Tsunaki.

"It's good for Ashbel, don't shake your will just because of other people's words."

The girl was wearing a white robe and a white pumpkin hat on her head. She knelt and sat in front of Ashbel, smiling.

"Are you... Youni? A girl?"

These eyes are exactly the same as the left eye of the phantom knight who turned blue.

"kindness."

Youni tilted her head with a smile, dark green sideburns swaying on her fair and transparent face, wait, transparent? ! !

"Yuni, what is this?!" What's the situation?ghost? ?

Yoni raised his hand and saw the slight transparency of his palm.

"Ah, this is the state of the soul. After I leave the body of the phantom knight, it will appear in this state."

"That... your request to me before, I agreed to you, Yoni, it was my task to destroy the time-traveling army. But, how can I help you? Let Lanbo throw a bazooka to send me away Go back?"

Ashbel moved a bit, changed his posture and sat cross-legged on the floor.

"Gunji-kun and Uncle Reborn seem to have their own countermeasures. The reason I came to you is just that if the time is right and an unknown ten-year-old rocket is flying towards you, don't dodge it. Last time it was just a Accident, I think after experiencing it once, maybe you will be prepared next time."

Youni laughed: "In my prediction, Ashbel is a very magical person. The chances of you coming ten years later are very small, but I have seen new results in the future with such a small probability, so , Ashbel, don't overreact, dodge~"

The young boy Yoni mentioned was a little shy, and Ashbel pursed his lips in embarrassment and whispered.

"Well, I'll pay attention."

"Then make an agreement, Ashbel, I will wait for you ten years later."

Yoni's body gradually became transparent: "Because Bailan is still chasing me, I can't stay outside, and, Ashbel, this is just a secret between us, don't tell Tsunayoshi-kun and Uncle Reborn! Bye now."

Ashbel made a promise to Yoni who was gradually disappearing: "Goodbye, Yoni, I will save you."

The girl's phantom had disappeared, and Ashbel was the only one left in the room. The orange sunset outside the window shone in, and the speckled dust in the air showed an orange color under the sunlight, as if it was burning.

The room fell silent again. After sitting on the floor for a while, Ashbel got up and prepared to pack his things. He wanted to check out and return to Bingsheng.

Now the phantom knight is leaving, the game is over, and the dojos in Tokyo have also been picked by the phantom knight. It’s not good to go to the sparring (kicking gym) behind him. I’d better go back to Bingsheng and wait for Uni Talk about timing.

"You can also drop by and ask Yamamoto about his battle."

Carrying his luggage, Ashbel came out of the hotel, bought the nearest air ticket, and prepared to fly back to Bingsheng.

All the funds for Ashbel’s competition in Tokyo came from the kindness provided by Peng Lie, the representative of Reborn. Because Ash Beier went to help guide Yamamoto’s swordsmanship, Peng Liete sent a thank you fee.

Tsuna Yoshi's mafia game seems to be played by a lot of people, and the people are stupid and have a lot of money.Is it the norm in this world?

Sitting in the first-class cabin of the plane, Ashbel sighed while eating the plane meal handed over by the beautiful flight attendant.

"Gangji seems to be very upright in his three views, why would he want to participate in this kind of game? Ten years later, Gangji will look crooked."

Far away in Binsheng, who has already won the battle for the ring, and once again lying on the bed of Binsheng Hospital, Peng Gelie*Judaime*Sawada Tsunayoshi* was lying on the hospital bed covered in bandages and sneezed a lot .

"Ah!"

"I always feel that someone is talking about my appearance... However, I clearly said that I don't want to be the tenth generation of Pengelie, why now I even have the ring in my hand!!!!!!"

"Reborn!!!"

"Give me back my ordinary, peaceful life as a normal person! I really can't bear mafia bosses or anything like that ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"Boom!"

Reborn turned Len in his hand into a hammer, and hit the green hammer with "5t" hard on it.A heavy blow sounded, and Reborn's soft baby voice came over.

"Shut up, idiot, it's too noisy."

"QAQ!"

Balian, come back quickly!I give you back the ring!

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