Do You Like My Sword Tobuscus Novels & Stories

She shrugged irritably and said in her defense, “She was…well, I’d swear she was brown nosing for some reason.” He shrugged. “Get used to it. That one isn’t all that bad once you get past the gushing, though.” He lowered his voice and murmured in her ear, “The thing about a sword, love, is you have to know when to use it. You possess an especially powerful one. Try not to annihilate too many defenseless young things.” She sighed, feeling too old for this kind of torture. “I’m getting the impression you’re somewhat admired here.” These people surely weren’t sucking up to them to get closer to her. Fallon laughed.

He knew himself that he cant buy a good sword as he have to buy body tempering technique too with this little amount of money. As he tried to pick a sword he saw a beautiful black sword in the corner of rack, Theo mesmerized and uttered," what a beautiful black sword", suddenly from back he heard the word," isn't it beautiful, to sad the cultivator from whom i got the sword told me that this sword cannot cut anything, its dull sword". Suddenly as if deciding something Theo decide that he will take that sword. Theo walked out of the blacksmith shop shouting," Thank you, old man jiang"

Good. “Mafia Boss.” I spat out bitterly. What a piece of dirt. “Just..... leave him.....you got what you want.” He snarled. I ignored his pleas and walked upright to the end of the room. There was a table filled with touring devices, or what we used to call ‘toys’. I picked up my favorite one. A blade made of Damascus steel. I smirked when ran a finger at its sharp tip. “This is perfect for today’s occasion.”

"HAHAHA!!…COME!!!....". '"..KUAAARRGGHH!!..". I'm really enjoying the adrenaline right now, just like a fish in the water, every swing of my sword there will always be something dead. As I was diving forwards like a bullets through the flesh, I swung my swords horizontally and cut 10 monster to half. [Incoming Cursed attack from the front..]. (T.A.S)

I moved behind my chair and turned where there was nothing I could hit, before swinging it up and down. "Something the matter?" Lord Lavendori approached me. "Ah, nothing." I turned the sword down to the floor. "It's just way lighter than I thought it would be and it's a bit similar to a sword called katana back on Earth." Then, I flashed him a smile. "I want to fight with this." "Great," he beamed, grinning. "I'm looking forward to teaching you." Holy shit, he's actually willing to teach a wimp like me. I dipped my head low. "Thank you, sir. I will be in your care."

They both stood looking down at the various blades she had picked out from his vast collection. Flossina spoke, “Any one of these blades would have come in handy when I was last at MeadowBrooke. Mother detested weapons. She thought they were barbaric.” She touched one. “Tell me more about these blades, please.” Flossina’s comment surprised and amused him. He was amused and slightly curious as to why she was showing an interest in his weapons. Her eyes seemed to light up and her demeanor relaxed. He knew she felt safe with him and that made him proud. He picked up the biggest weapon she had placed on the trunk. It was thin long and wide and shaped like the letter ‘C’.

The giant python's formidable defense had shaken him to the core, leaving him in awe of its power. Whoosh! A sword's cry pierced the air, and a flash of icy light shot from a hidden corner, striking the stone wall. "The Ruby Lotus is mine. The rest of you, clear out!" Alexander's form materialized as he spoke, casually retrieving his Alexa Sword. Boyd's gaze hardened as he faced Alexander, his voice icy. "Alexander, you've already taken your fair share from the vines. Be satisfied." No one would willingly part with such a prize. Alexander scoffed. "With a prize like the Ruby Lotus, who could ever have enough?" He strode to the wall and began to harvest.

"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.