Do You Like My Sword Tobuscus Novels & Stories

"The Ghost Sword has been in the Gardner family for years, and no one has been able to go against its aura of decay. I'd be careful if I were you, or you'd become a pile of rotting flesh that even flies wouldn't go near." "It is pretty impressive," Wilbur said with a smile. "It'll make a fine sacrifice, actually." "What did you say?" "You won't get it, you piece of garbage," said Wilbur calmly. Cyrus was furious. He disappeared into the air, and dozens of blades appeared behind Wilbur. Wilbur sneered coldly. His thunder cleaver hissed and cracked, as he spun around and swung the cleaver over.

I begged with my tears already falling in fear. “I can't do that… You are more obedient that way,” he chuckled. He walked towards a wall and took one of the swords hanging there. He pulled the blade out of the scabbard and walked closer to me. “Do you like the sword?” he smirked pointing the tip if the blade my way, “This one was a present from Mr. Tsuchida. This katana is extremely sharp, I've never used it before, I think I will test it out on you…”

Then, Weston burst into tears once again and was crying much worse than ever before. Lucas was delighted within himself. 'Isn't that just the Holy Metallic Huge Sword?' "Stop crying. I'll compensate one for you," Lucas slowly said. Naturally, Weston did not believe that Lucas would compensate him with another Holy Metallic Huge Sword and was still crying. 'Holy Metallic Huge Sword?' 'It is just a huge sword made from the Holy Metal.' Lucas activated the Points Mall in his mind and search through the weaponry column. In no time, he found a huge sword that suited Weston.