All Imperial Arms Novels & Stories

I must have had a very confused look on my face because the prince went on to further explain what exactly was included in the terms ‘arms’ that the country seemed to produce and trade. ‘We trade everything that other countries may want or need for national security or even for war. Guns, bullets, fighter jets, tanks, and other related technologies. Our country is actually very famous for what we do,’ the prince said with a nod of his head. ‘I see…’ I murmured inside my head.

he read on the mark of the pen. This is one of the most expensive products of the Arme company that he plans to buy. He opened the pen to find out what was strange there, when he opened it his forehead was so wrinkled that it was not the pen, it was a knife. He put the cover of the Arme pen back on and saw a small button there which he immediately pressed. "Rifle Winchester is the only handsome in the world!" Lever heard in the pen what he thought was the voice of his dad, Rifle because it introduced Rifle Winchester. Lever lowered it and at the pistol gun looked .

From here, I could see. The imperial procession moved through Ruen's main road with the measured precision of something that had done this ten thousand times and found it beneath its attention. Black-armored soldiers in perfect formation. Banners in imperial crimson and silver, not snapping in the wind but falling still in a way that felt less like weather and more like the banners themselves knew better than to move without permission. Officials on horseback whose faces said I am very important and also very cold. More soldiers. A gap. Then him.