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

Ashubelle was awakened by the touch of the petals covering his face. When he opened his eyes, the pink and tender cherry blossom petals came into view.

"flower??"

The big brown eyes blinked, and the petals on the eyelids were fanned down by the eyelashes. Ashubel turned his head slightly, and found that the floor of the small living room he was in had been covered with a thick layer of petals.

"This is……?"

Crawling out of the quilt and the pile of petals, Ashbel found that the petal around him was abnormally thick.

"Hahahaha, good morning, my lord."

Mikayue spoke from the side, and her hearty laughter made him a lot more friendly. It was no longer the cold and noble sword Fusangshen when he was just summoned out, but a Mikayue Zongjin that belonged to Ashbel.

"Three Moons, what happened?"

Ashbel held up a bouquet of petals and held them in front of the beautiful and noble Fu Sangshen. On the young man's slender and tender arms was a bouquet of fragranceless and beautiful cherry blossom petals, but the source was somewhat embarrassing.

"Well hahahahaha, my lord, as your initial sword, it's time for me to teach you about the sword man."

Mikazuki stood up, and Fusangshen, who couldn't go to Wanwu to buy daily clothes because the Honmaru hadn't been fully activated, was still wearing the battle clothes he took out when he was summoned.

The hands with black leather gloves hugged the little god judge who was still sitting among the petals. Although the young boy's slender and thin body was not muscular, it was also a graceful and well-built fusangshen His arms actually fit quite well.

A certain swordsman would not say that while watching the little boy sleeping cutely, while thinking about what the boy said when he was fishing for the knife, his suppressed emotions resurfaced, and then he "Sakura Blowing Snow" again.

Ashbel, who subconsciously put his hand on Fu Sangshen's neck, gradually blushed: "... Sanriyue, where are we going?"

The young boy's voice is as small as a mosquito, and the fact that he cried miserably in front of the other party when they met for the first time made Ashubell lack confidence when facing this gentle moon, and his shy mood made Ah In front of Mikami Tsukimune, Hubert was no longer so mature.

"My lord, your novice guidance task has not been completed yet. As your initial sword, I am obliged to guide you."

The honorific words from Sanriyue's mouth came out one after another, and Ashbel who was in his arms was so embarrassed that he almost lowered his head to his feet.

"Ashubel, Sankayue can call me Ashbel."

The little boy who lowered his head in his arms and put his forehead against him suddenly said, although his voice was thin and small, it was extremely firm.

"Ashubel, we are going to go out to practice next, because the map of "World Modification" is different from the map of "History Modification". "Historical Correction" map to practice. "

Sanriyue carried Ashbel to the front yard of Honmaru. There was a huge sundial, similar to the sundial in the elf church in the world where Ashbel lived, but this sundial seemed to be made of gold and silver. Well, there are three pointers on the dial of the sundial, and the slender fingers wrapped in black leather gloves fiddled with the pointers for a while, and Ashbel came to a place similar in style to Honmaru, but with row upon row of alleys .

It was late at night here at this time, the moon and stars were sparse, and there were no pedestrians on the street.

"Here is the first map of "Historical Correction", named "Hakodate". Leaving aside his historical background, we will encounter Time Shuo March here, and our enemies are exactly them. "

Sanriyue hid in the alley with her little lord in her arms.

"Because the map we came to is a "historical revision" map, so we must follow the rules of historical revision and not interfere with history too much, so we should try our best to avoid people's sight.This is the real history, the more people remember us, the more power they have to interfere with history, well, but this is also the time when no one goes out at night... huh?Ashbel, what's wrong? "

While talking, the little lord suddenly struggled in his arms.

"Sanriyue, I'm not a child anymore, let me down quickly. And the enemy is coming soon, it's hard for you to hold me (me)."

Already aware of the approaching battle, Ashbel obediently wanted to get out of his arms, and obediently prepared for the battle.

Seeing the boy's well-behaved appearance, Sanriyue put down Ashbel, his long black hair was flipped back casually by him, and the hem of his clothes was also tidied up by Ashbel.

"Ah, I see, Ashbel came to me, Grandpa, I have always wanted to try to say this line~"

Fu Sangshen saw the enemies jumping on the roof, the black figures with hats on their heads or only a sword wrapped in black mist, the enemies had already surrounded them.

Sanriyue, who was protecting him with his back turned to Ashbel, had indifferent eyes, and his handsome face was expressionless at this moment, because he was thinking about his little lord's emotions, and he was still trying to ease the tense atmosphere in his mouth: "Ashbel, don't worry, I'll be-"

In the next second, the main body hanging from Sanriyue's waist disappeared, and Fu Sangshen, who had been focusing on the enemy all the time, was surprised by Ashbel's movements behind him.

After the little boy found out that they were being besieged, he didn't feel the fear that San Riyue imagined in his heart. Instead, he jumped up and pulled out the main body hanging from Dao Jing's waist and rushed out.

The positions are scattered, and the sword style is full of loopholes, which can be defeated!

A sharp light flashed in Ashbel's brown eyes, and he rushed in swiftly, his sword moving in all directions made the heaven and earth feel low, like a dragon soaring like an emperor and like a thunderbolt raging, his snow-white overcoat streaked across the night sky The beautiful arc, like a white crane spreading its wings, only took three short breaths, and the menacing Shi Shuo marched around them, and the entire army was wiped out.

The boy's breath was steady, and there was not even a trace of wrinkle in the complicated clothes. This is the strength of the "strongest sword dancer". Turning around and walking back to Fusangshen who was stupefied, Ashbel skillfully pulled a sword flower, Put the sword of Mikazuki back into its sheath.

Looking at his own hand, Ashbel clenched it tightly and then loosened it, frowned and smacked his lips in dissatisfaction: "It's too narrow, and the hand feel is not very good, but the moon pattern on the sword body is very beautiful, and it is very ornamental. I am still too young Now, if you grow up a bit, you will be able to adapt quickly."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at Fu Sangshen and smiled obediently: "En? What did Sanriyue say just now?"

A certain person who doesn’t feel good in the hand* enjoys a good viewing experience* Sanriyue Zongjin* Grandpa: "..."

Difficult to speak: "Ashu Bell is great..."

"Yeah! It's shameful, but I'm the boy who dominated our Elven Sword Dance Festival and is called the "Strongest Sword Dancer"! "

Ashbel, who showed a sword in front of his new contract sword, was cute and cute on the surface, but he was beating drums uneasy in his heart.

How did I behave just now?Is Sankayue satisfied with my strength?

I... Am I still too weak? I actually used three breaths. I feel that my body has become a lot heavier recently, and my strength has regressed a lot. Uuuuuuu QAQ, will Sanriyue despise me...

No, I still have to tell Sanriyue about my historical achievements. Although a hero doesn’t mention being brave, I really don’t want Sanriyue to abandon me because of my strength. As long as I give me time, I can recover!

"...Does Ashbel like to use a sword by himself?"

Sword Fusangshen uncovered this embarrassing topic for both parties, and decided to find out what happened to his little boy.

"I like it! I have been raised by swords since I was a child, and all I have learned are skills about swordsmanship. I like swordsmanship and my own sword very much! Sanriyue, I will work hard to become a person worthy of you! You will wait for me grown up?"

Ashbel felt that he was despicable: he actually begged San Riyue to stay where he was and wait for him to catch up with him, San Riyue would definitely agree to him with such gentleness...

I know it's wrong for me to force him like this, but I really like Sanriyue very much!

"... Ashbel."

The moon hanging high in the sky fell from the unreachable sky again because of the same young man. Fu Sangshen, who was the moon himself, half-kneeled down to his God-inspector again, with a beautiful shape and deep and charming black blue eyes Look at your little princess like this.

"Ashubel, don't belittle yourself, you are really very, very powerful. It's never me waiting for you, but us walking together."

"Ashubel, I'm Mikazuki Zongjin. It's just a sword. The person who uses the sword is always the master of the sword, isn't it? It's the sword that is afraid of being abandoned. You can't do this anymore. Immerse yourself in the past. In the wound, it is the greatest disrespect to me, so I am the most angry."

Although this most beautiful sword known as "Famous Objects of Famous Objects" has always tolerated his own god-inspector adults because of his age, but also because of his love, he can also educate young boys with a straight face.

Ashbel, who is always immersed in memories, is not cute at all. He is very angry. He is always thinking about the sword of the traitor. This makes me, an old grandfather, almost even get the title of "the most beautiful of the five swords in the world". Forgot all about it, this is not acceptable, Grandpa, I will not allow it!

"Were you angry because of this incident before Sanriyue?"

The young boy raised his hand and touched the most beautiful Fusangshen's cheek, with white jade as his skin, moonlight as its brilliance, the night sky and bright moon as his eyes, and the thin lips of crow feathers gave this elf transformed from a sword the nobility, elegance and elegance of a god. beautiful and gentle.

"Did I say it? The three-day moon is very beautiful... like the moon, but the moon is in the sky, it's too far away, I need to keep chasing after it..."

Ashbel held this handsome face in both hands: "So it's not because of Restia, it's because Sanriyue is so good. When Sanriyue appeared in front of me, I suddenly had something extra in my mind." Even though I don’t know the words, I understand the meaning somehow.”

The young boy said in a straight tone, "Mikazuki Munechi, is a sword made by swordmaker Sanjo Sokin in the Heian period. It is said to be one of the earliest Japanese swords with a unique curved shape. It is called "Five Swords of the World". "One of the swords is generally considered to be the most beautiful among the five swords in the world, and has the reputation of "the famous thing among the famous things". The origin of the name "three-day moon" comes from the fact that there are many crescent-shaped (three-day moon-shaped) blade patterns on the knife body. "

After a pause, he continued: "So Sankaiyue is the moon. I'm nothing. Has it always been mine alone?"

This is a question that has always been in the young boy's mind. Ashbel, who has not given him a contract from Tokinosuke and Fox Nosuke, and has not finished the novice tutorial, has been in panic all the time.

They have so many swords, will they take back Sankayue because I am too weak, then what will I do...

I just want crescent moon...

The author has something to say: the last sentence is my heart!I just want crescent moon ah!

Am I suitable for daily writing? If this progress is made, the correction of the world is nowhere in sight. I really like writing dialogues, emoticons, and emotional development. I might be going crazy...

I really set a lot of worlds!Please trust me!Not everyday!It's a quick-wearing slap in the face!

Suddenly found the crescent moon full of the screen...is it a bit embarrassing