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

Ashbel finds his recent life a bit confusing. He always has strange connections with the girls in the college for no reason, as if there is a mysterious power that keeps him in trouble all the time.

For example, when I go up the stairs and turn a corner, a girl will suddenly slip and run straight into my arms, or my right hand that was normally extended to block the sun will touch the girls in the next second.

Ashbel: "..."

You may not believe it, I really didn't mean it!

The girl's face turned pale: "Pervert!"

In just two months, Ashubell changed from a boy with a normal orientation to a woman-phobic patient. The boy who can suddenly meet girls when he goes out and almost has an intimate contact with them is now in addition to attending classes, I can only hide quietly in my dormitory.

"That witch...what on earth is she thinking?!"

Ashubelle scratched his head like a sleepy beast: "What on earth do you want me to study in this college where only women exist?! Every day, a girl will suddenly appear next to me. It's still in such an embarrassing way, if it wasn't for Restia..."

"Ashubel."

The humanoid male (re-reading) elf transformed into a Taidao sat peacefully beside the young man, and the handsome and handsome man stared at his master intently from the side, and said, "Am I not good?"

"No... that's not what I meant!"

Ashbel glanced in surprise at the sword elf who claimed to be Sankazuki Zongjin, then lowered his head and murmured softly with guilt: "Sankazuki is very good, very powerful, very special, very beautiful... the reason is me, I am not qualified yet use you."

"I still have Restia in my heart, it's not fair to you. You are the holy sword, you deserve the best, no matter if it's the master or what..."

The boy paused and continued: "And I... I use you in the current situation, it is an insult to you."

"But I've taken a fancy to you."

In the dark blue eyes are golden moon wheels, and in the blink of an eye, the moon-bright elf put his body in the young man's hand, and said in an almost willful tone: "Now I am with you, What is engraved on your hand is my knife pattern. No matter what you are still attached to in your heart, who you had before, you will only have me by your side now and in the future. Only I will never betray you of."

"... three-day moon."

The boy lowered his head to avoid the elf's elegant and scorching gaze: "Thank you."

This protagonist who has no memory makes Sanriyue strange and familiar at the same time.

Back then, the small, cute little princess who made Baba want to blow flowers all the time was still worrying about her own lack of excellence after she grew up. This kind of timid appearance made Mikazuki Zongjin always couldn't help but want to get close to her. Come closer, tease and tease.

However, his deep love for him made the wicked old man give up the idea of ​​implementing this impulse.

But now the lord has forgotten the agreement with himself, the fetters with him, and the words "willing to be your sheath" he said when he held himself.

Sanriyue thought that she was re-recognizing this young man, his world, his thoughts and what kind of person he would grow up to be without the help of the government of time and his own care.

"Ashubel, the sword is very honest. Once the agreement is made, even a broken knife cannot make us forget this contract."

Sanriyue lay on the young man's lap with her eyes closed and meditated, and said in a low voice, "The scabbard is for personal use, and I will never let it out."

The elf's voice was too soft, as if it was blown away by the breeze as soon as it exited, the boy didn't hear San Riyue's words clearly: "What?"

"Feng Zao God."

Alice, the knight guarding the dean of the academy, the Twilight Witch, came to the door of the dormitory where the boy was arranged in the open space of the academy. She interrupted Sanriyue and said, "The dean calls you, come with me."

"kindness?"

The boy looked up at the sky above his head. It was already a star-studded night, which made him wonder: "It's so late, that witch, no, is the head of the school still looking for me?"

Alice stabbed ten thousand eyes in displeasure at the only man who was disrespectful to the dean of the college, turned his head indifferently, and walked towards the dean's room on his own, regardless of whether the young man behind him followed.

"..."

Ashbel sighed silently.

This beautiful and handsome knight girl is a loyal supporter of that witch, and her attitude towards the witch in front of her before has made her dissatisfied with herself, so even if she tries to remedy it later, she will still be so repulsive. The appearance of thousands of miles away.

Are you hated...?

Putting the crescent moon into the engraving on the back of his hand, Ashbel silently followed Alice to the brightly lit principal's room. The seductive, white-haired witch was lazily leaning on the mahogany armchair, and the witch's silver-white The long hair was scattered on the vermilion chair, looking charming and charming.

"Alice, you go out first."

The witch's vermilion lips twitched lightly: "Student Shenren and I have something to talk about."

"Yes."

After watching the knight girl exit the academy principal's room, the boy turned his head. The anger he had been holding back for a while could no longer be hidden: "Witch! What are your plans? You should also know my situation in this academy. Bar?"

"I've heard of it a little bit."

The witch's long eyes were half-closed: "I didn't expect that you would actually make a move. [The male elves who suddenly entered the school frequently attack the holy and pure princess maidens] En? Kazawa Kamito, you have meddled so many of my cuteness Are you happy, the concubine maidens? Do any of these children have the same demeanor as you did back then?"

The woman looked at the black-haired boy in front of her jokingly. The attitude of the strongest concubine who shocked the five elf kings back then has almost faded from him now.

The face that was regarded as the most perfect in the world has become handsome and handsome because of the lack of indistinguishable curvature and childishness. The warm brown pupils have grown into cherry brown. If it is not for the guidance of magic power, she really dare not It is believed that this thin, strong and handsome young man will be the strongest concubine maiden back then.

"...What exactly do you want to say?"

"This year's Elven Sword Dance Festival, you have to bring a representative of Areishia Elf Academy to participate. But this spot is not given to you directly by me, but you need to form a team to participate in the academy's internal selection, and get it from me in a fair manner qualifications."

The boy frowned: "Why must it be me?"

"you guess?"

The witch was confident that the young man would agree, she stroked her hair and continued, "This year's Elven Sword Dance Festival is different from yours. It is a group participation, which means you have to invite other people besides yourself. Form a team."

"..."

"Don't be unhappy, you will meet your cruel former elf after participating in this elf sword dance festival."

The boy looked down at the crescent pattern on the back of his hand, ignored the witch, turned and left the headmaster's room in silence.

Ashbel did not give a reply that he would definitely participate, but on the last day of registration for the selection competition, the boy's name appeared on the participation list as expected by the witch.

Thanks to my various strange "communications" with the women in the past two months, the formation of the team has generally gone smoothly.

With the support of his teammates and girls, the boy holding the great sword successfully obtained the qualification to participate in the Elven Sword Dance Festival instead of Areishia Spirit Academy. After many years, Ashbel once again stood in the Elven Sword Dance In the battle field of the festival.

This time, a woman who claimed to be the strongest sword dancer of the previous generation - Lian Ashbel also participated in the sword dance festival. She represented the Alfas Theocracy in the competition and advanced to the final of the Elven Sword Dance Festival as No.1.

"Lian Ashbell..."

Looking at this [the strongest sword dancer of the previous generation] with powerful flame power, the boy's expression was complicated.

what's going on?

The girls who watched the Sword Dance Festival became almost crazy after the appearance of the [previous generation]. : "Ash Bell! Ash Bell! Ash Bell!"

hum-

Before the boy could react, the holy sword in his hand exploded.

This is the honor that belongs to the lord, the glory that belongs to this soft and tough child, how can you let bullies enjoy the glory that should be sought after by Ashbel in front of you?

The Taidao was unsheathed by itself, as if an invisible person was wielding the holy sword. The Taidao arced like a new moon and drew a moon-like sword in the air. Air strangled to pieces.

This "previous generation" was exposed under the calculation of Sanriyue. It turned out that she was the leader of the Purgatory Apostle Organization, Hong Lianqing, who aimed to kill the king of elves and hoped to create a world without elves. organize.

The Elven Sword Dance Festival has been in chaos since then. After the game, Claire was taken away by Honglian Qing to wash away his memory, and became a puppet loyal to the Demon King.

And when Claire became a puppet, the boy also became delirious because of Restia's sudden appearance and an inexplicable force emerging from his body. A large number of dark light clusters gathered around him, and for a while the daytime As dark as Kurosawa, the five elements seemed to be suppressed, and darkness filled the whole world at this time.

The boy is dreaming——

He dreamed that he was a mass of black light, all things gained power from his body, and day and night appeared alternately on the vast land.

Together with another white light group, he led the five-color group to observe the world.

Suddenly one day, I had a name——Lian* Ashdoll, and I suddenly had an identity as the Dark Elf King.

With a name and identity, I left the dumpling form, and gradually gained a human heart while having a human form.

I don’t know if it’s me or another mistake with the white light group turning into a human form. Conflicts and quarrels appeared between them. The mainland began to show death.

The death energy similar to the essence of darkness affected him. He became more indifferent and arrogant, and with more power, he pulled this continent into darkness.

After learning that he was bound to die, his only good thoughts were stripped from the black group and placed on human beings. With a human heart, he wanted to survive, no matter what way he wanted to survive.

His strength has been weakened year by year, and he was finally born as a human being somewhere on this continent by chance, and he was reborn.

"Axiu... Er!"

Sanriyue's call is still echoing in his ears, but this call is too weak, he is still swimming in this memory as if his whole body is immersed in the bottom of the sea, the movement on the sea surface has been weakened by layers of sea water and has become so weak that it is almost inaudible up.

The sudden power coming from afar awakened the boy from the haze, and he swam from the bottom of the sea to the surface of the sea and stood up.

The gold tassels on the blue safari danced like musical notes, and the elegant and handsome elf was stunned after Ashbel opened his eyes: "Are you... Ashbel?"

"I am, I am Lian Ashbell, and I am Lian Ashdoll."

The young man who wandered around in the memory of the Dark Elf King raised his jaw and said proudly, "You can also call me the Demon King."

"Isn't the devil Solomon?" San Riyue raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Solomon? The human being who signed a contract with me? His title of Demon King was also crowned for me."

The boy pulled out the green dagger Mori Toshiro and said, "I want to decorate the world under my darkness."

Sanriyue felt startled and gradually panicked at this young man with desolate and indifferent eyes: "Ashu Bell, do you still remember me?"

"Fusangshen."

The young man revealed Sanriyue's identity in one breath: "I didn't expect you to come here after me."

"Give me back my Ashbel." The old man drew his knife.

"Ashubel is me, and Ashdoll is me."

As the boy said, he suddenly smiled at Sanri Yuezong. Feng Fuyunlue's gentle smile made Fu Sangshen stop the sword in his hand. This was the smile that belonged to that child.

"...Ashubel, you..."

The young man held Maori and walked up to Fu Sangshen. He raised his hand and stroked the beautifully shaped cheek of Sankaiyue and said, "My Sankaiyue, I am your master. I can fulfill all your wishes, as long as you dedicate your body and mind to me. Come on, become the magic sword of my dark elf king."

Taidao's eyelashes trembled, like butterfly wings about to spread, a faint shadow covered Fu Sangshen's eyes, and the Taidao who opened his lips as if about to say something suddenly moved closer, and Fu Sangshen's attractive thin pink lips stuck to it. Ashbel's mouth.

"!!!"

This was a kiss without any wetness, even Sanriyue himself didn't know what he was doing at this time, but there was an impulse from the bottom of his heart that made him have to do it.

The fog dissipated from his heart, and the grandfather who had experienced more than 1000 years suddenly understood the emotions in his heart.

The relationship that has been with you for many years, the re-start of meeting again after parting.There are too many special and unique things in their bond, possessiveness and love are intertwined into this natural kiss.

Sanriyuebi rubbed the young man's lips for a while, and finally lifted his head away from Ashbel's lips. He looked at the stunned young man and said reverently: "I just want my Ashbel back."

"..."

The monstrous waves rolled up in the boy's eyes were calmed down by Sanriyue's quiet and gentle eyes in a blink of an eye, and he smiled helplessly: "I really lost to you, I will give you back your Ashbel Well, but—”

There was a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Is your Ashbel just your master now?"

"Do not."

Fu Sangshen touched the boy's soft hair tenderly with a smile and said, "He is not just my master anymore."

——He is also the scabbard of my crescent moon, the existence of faith and inseparability.

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