Hiramekarei Sword Romane & Geschichten

Almost. My mind wouldn’t let me rest. Riker’s voice echoed in my ears, that cruel smile still burned into my memory. Pet. I’d told Blake I’d heard worse—and it was true—but sometimes the smallest cuts go the deepest. It wasn’t just the word. It was the way the others had looked at me, like I was a thing, a question mark, a problem they didn’t want to deal with. And maybe they weren’t wrong.

"You filthy lowlife! You will tremble in the face of death and face your demise as you deserve to." Cyrus opened his mouth all of a sudden, spitting out a dagger. The dagger was completely black in color. It was covered densely in runes, emitting a terrifying aura as soon as Cyrus held it. "Be careful, sir! That's a Ghost Sword, it has the power to decay anything," Yumi shouted. There were too many ninjas in the room, and many of her men were already injured. Yumi had no choice but to join the battle, two swords appearing in her hands as she slashed her way into the battlefield.

’This!!!’ The tens of Rank 5 Earth King Ranked Realm Ghost Generals were scared when they saw the sharp sword in Lucas’ hand. “Hey human, the sword in your hand…” They all felt that the sword in Lucas’ hand was way too scary. It was not just the Ghost Generals; Debbie was scared as well. She swore that since she was born, she had never seen such a scary, sharp sword. “This sword is the Immemorial Demonic Sword.” Lucas looked at the tens of Rank 5 Earth King Ranked Realm Ghost Generals before him faintly. “It’s the sword that will make you guys vanish.”

I asked and pointed to the weapons. I did a double take when I saw the shining sword I was pointing at. Its hilt was made of gold and there were jewels embedded in it. I looked at the other weapons next to it and found that the entire section was filled with jewelled daggers, swords and sabres. Samurai swords, Katanas and even dual broadswords lined up on the shelf. Some of them looked so ancient that I was certain that their price would make me faint. Some of the swords were emanating a faint glow, and I realised that they were spelled weapons. I wondered what exactly they could do...

Two items were handed to Philip as he explained, “This was my favorite night outfit back then. Not only does it look good, but it can also block other people’s detection. I obtained this sword from a renowned family of blacksmiths, which you can use as a token. If you need any equipment, you can go to the First Continent and look for the Divum Guild.” The book of sword technique was handed over to Hiram as he said, “Although you’re intelligent by nature, you have ordinary talents. As long as you can put some effort into learning this technique, even a fool can achieve something.” “Thank you, sir!” Hiram gratefully accepted the book.

He wasn't interested in it at all. "We should start as fast as we can and that should be now" he said hastily. It seemed he didn't want that kind of question. "I have no objection with that. I am ready at anytime" Kimana said again stretching his hands toward Reyes. Reyes handed him three covered sword. He took it from him happily. He gave one to Raymond and one to Grace. He removed his own from the quiver. "Samurai" he kissed the sword. "Japanese?" Raymond asked eagerly.

POINT YOUR SWORD TO ME CHAPTER 23: The Sword's Identity Lixien closed her eyes and felt that her head was throbbing. How can he be so sure about his words? He really means it! But… from seven mountains?! She then grabbed the sword hastily from Leen’s hand and stared at the features of the sword. The sword from the seven mountains. She really needs to thank her husband for this. She trailed the blade of the sword with her fingers and Leen approached her with her worried eyes.

Ivory’s hands shook, she hid her hands so the others won’t see, she couldn’t believe she just escaped from death. ‘That’s a relief’ Nara commented. Ivory stared at indigo’s sword; she wondered what type of sword it was that it could pierce through the bear’s thick hide. The sword looked like it was made from a bone of a creature. ‘That sword is indeed made from bone but it was made from a bone of a phase five air elemental’ Anita commented. Ivory’s eyes widened in surprise as she took another look at his sword, she didn’t reply Anita as she was still a little angry.

Then, he slowly stood up, drawing the Overlord and suddenly swinging it! Shunk! World Burial Sword—Death Snap! Harrow's head was sent flying in a split second, his eyes still wide in horror!

I say showing the rainbow of colours in my eyes and raising ice spikes all around us blocking everyone out except me, Kane and Damon, Kane starts to circle the arena growling. “Don’t stop! Kill them all.” Damon commands his warriors. He takes his swords out and readies himself to fight me. I laugh inwardly, sword fighting is a thing of the past for most warriors but where I come from it is a necessity, you’re not a warrior until you learn to master sword fighting. I draw my sword handed down to me as the new Queen, it has Norse symbols etched into it made of silver and cuts through diamonds like butter. The second I raise my sword Damon attacks, sparks fly as they connect.