Beggar Thief Warrior King の小説・ストーリー

I hope they are ok. I got to a warrior just in time to stop a rogue from ripping his throat out. I didn't have time for much so I just ran at full speed and body slammed the rogue. I'm a smaller person so it didn't do much to hurt him, but it got him off the warrior to give him just enough time to finish the rogue off. As I was about to ask the warrior if he was ok, I felt a brutal pain in my thigh. A rogue had run up behind me and bit down on my thigh. I could feel the muscles in my thigh tearing and warm blood running down the rest of my leg. The pain honestly just pissed me off so I turned around quickly, tearing his mouth off my leg with the quick action. His mouth was still slightly ope

"What are you looking at?" The businessman quickly straightened up, looking surprised to see a girl standing there. Liam gave the man a quick, stern look, silently telling him to be quiet. Cass stepped out, her face hot from being caught spying, but she refused to back down. "Hey, who is that? Why does he treat you like you are his boss? And why did he call you 'Sir'?" Liam’s serious expression vanished in a flash, replaced by his usual lazy smile. He looked at her completely unbothered. "Huh? Don't you know? I am the king of the beggars. He's just one of my followers."

They looked older than he was, but Arthur cleared his throat. “My name is Arthur,” he said. “King Dean was my father. I don’t proclaim to be your king. I am just leading you back to the werewolf lands.” No one seemed confused about his proclamation or when he shifted and Daphne climbed on his back in a set of leather armor. Those who couldn’t walk yet were put into carriages. The others walked though there was space for them in the wagon if they needed to rest. Arthur led the caravan from the castle towards the border.

The grandmother whose life I had risked my own to save, ironically, wanted to beat me up for the sake of an adopted granddaughter. Grandma fumed, "You filthy pauper! How dare you try to replace Sally as the Weatherby heiress!" Sally held Grandma's hand to support her and said pretentiously, "Good heavens, Zadie. You're going to make Grandma faint from anger." Luca stepped forward and berated, "How could you do this, you ingrate? Have we ever mistreated you in any way for you to turn against us? How bold of you to claim you're the heiress when the real one is right here!"

"I think I know him!" As both Frank and Meg wheeled on her, she threw her hands up. "I mean, I'm not sure if it's him. So, there's this rumor that a burglar has been genetically altered just like us, and he gained the ability to airwalk like no one has ever seen before. "They call him the King of Thieves—he can steal whatever he wants to, and he's also said to be very young. He always appears fashionable, just like the kid in that photo."

“No, Alice. I need answers. Who is King Sebastian?” The moment I said his name, Alice’s expression shifted. Fear shadowed her eyes. “They call him the Warrior King,” she whispered, as if the walls themselves might be listening. “Ruler of the strongest kingdom in the North. He nearly unleashed war against your father’s realm. That is why this meeting is so crucial.” The words crashed against me like thunder. Warrior King. “What kind of title is that?” My voice was calm, but my hands clenched against my gown. Alice hesitated, wringing her fingers. “They say he earned it by bringing war wherever he goes. Entire provinces reduced to ash. He is brilliant, yes, but merciless. Unforgiving. He rarel

Draco and Shaun Yarn had not returned to the north yet, as they were waiting for Tyr. Winifred aside, Tyr had returned with another person. It was none other than the renowned Beggar King of the Celestial Empire. That being said, he wasn’t dressed up as a dirty panhandler now. Fully suited up in a white suit, he looked energetic. Despite his thin frame, he emanated an elegant vibe, like a yogi master coming from the mountains. Shaun was surprised to see Beggar King appear in the villas of Lunar Mountain alongside Tyr. He went ahead and greeted the visitor, “It’s been a while, Brother Windsor.”

He then decided to tell Finn a part of the truth; one that will put him at ease. “My parents were once warriors in this kingdom. But along the line, they were disgraced and banished by Alpha Zemo’s father, King Nobi. They were accused of treachery to the throne from a reliable source they claimed to have. They were accused of leaking information about the secret passage that led to the palace.” Silas studied Finn to see if he believed his story and so far it was expressionless so he continued.

“Years passed, and Beggar A joined the army. He rose through the ranks by merit and became a great general, famed throughout the realm. One day, as he passed through a city, he happened upon his old friend, Beggar B, who had remained a beggar. But the general, remembering their bond, did not look down on him. He welcomed him into his mansion, treated him as before, and they spoke as equals once again.” “But,” Miranda paused for a breath, “one day, the two quarreled. Harsh words were exchanged. The general, angered, shouted, ‘Go and die!’ At once, his guards stormed in, dragged Beggar B out, and beat him to death.” The tale ended. Miranda lifted her eyes and met the King’s gaze, silent. At fi