Black Knights Code Geass Novels & Stories

"Well, that changed when I became your number one knight." George rolled his eyes. His feet moved again and took him to stand in front of the dirty knight. "You could always ask for something better to wear." "What? Too dirty for your liking, your majesty?" Anthony chuckled, shoving the king gently. Anthony liked his attire. His ripped black jeans with custom made knee pads over them. The leather strap across his chest that held a sword or a bow (it depended on the day, really). The metal chest pad over his green sweater—the sleeves rolled up to reveal his muddy and scarred arms after each day. The black cloak tied around his neck. It was just him, and he couldn't imagine himself in anything

"The blood that nearly destroyed the world." Nova stepped between them. "Stop." Both men looked at her. "There has to be something I'm missing." Cassian nodded. "There is." He slowly reached inside his cloak. Several Guardians immediately raised their weapons. Instead of drawing a blade... He produced an old leather-bound journal. Its cover was cracked with age. A silver crest had nearly faded from the front. Blackthorn. He tossed it toward Nova. She caught it instinctively. "What is this?" "The last journal of King Aldric Blackthorn."

Her skin was practically translucent now, golden light pulsing beneath it in time with her heartbeat. "It won't stop," Vivienne said, something like compassion crossing her features. "But you can choose how it proceeds." The first figure appeared in the chamber entrance—Leon Blackthorn's dark suit immaculate despite whatever chaos he'd navigated to reach them. His eyes were no longer human, shifting between obsidian black and midnight blue. Behind him came others: a red-haired man whose skin seemed to shimmer with heat, a pale blonde whose breath frosted the air around him, a silver-eyed man with electricity crackling between his fingers.

Seilin pushed Roy's hand aside and went towards the figure without any fear. "Sei don't !" Roy was about to grab her hand when the mysterious figure suddenly knelt in front of them revealing his purple uniform under his black cover . "Your orders my lady ." It was a knight from the purple knights division of the Batternberg house . "What the .... what is this Sei ? " Roy was as confused as he can be . Seilin laughed a little before giving the knight her hand . "Go to the palace and find out everything you can about the last attack on me there . Every little details of it ."

No matter how many waves crash at it, it remains unbending. In the underworld, keeping your identity is vital to survival. It’s very easy to kill someone and have their families want revenge, even if your actions weren’t personal. So among hit people and assassins – yes, there is a difference – we are only referred to by our codenames. We tend to come about them based on our chosen kill method. I ended up being called Blackheart because I tend to exsanguinate my victims and watch them die and those who have met me describe me as cold and emotionless.

I order her, ignoring her big pout, she’s innocent, even if she thinks she’s a big bad person, she’s innocent. We made it to the basement, I didn’t even know we had one, standing there in a new clean suit was Nikolai, in front of him, tied with chains was the person who caused us so much pain, Angelo. He looked like he’s been to hell and back, bruised, hurt, and in pain, just the way I loved to see him, on his knees, begging. “Go ahead love, I did promise you this” Nikolai says to me, nodding toward the man on his knees, handing me a gun.

From how I see Malone must have thought that I'll forgive Noah as always that's why she pretended to show her aggressive side to Noah. ' No wonder I found it strange when Malone sentenced Noah to death. Because she believed no matter what crime Noah commits I'll forgive him...' Thinking about it makes my blood boil. " Ugh, I'm too kind hearted to be fooled by fake appearance of people," I cursed clenching my fist. I arrived at my office and asked a group of Black knights to come see me. I don't want any internal controversies. " Greetings, your majesty, this is the first platoon of Black knighthood known as assassins."

one of them answered. “You think I’m stupid? You dumb, crazy fools. Commoners don’t fight like this.” Gautam grinned wickedly. “You’re insane! Die!” His blade swung, aiming for the shadow knights’ necks. Resigned, faces pale from fatigue and despair, the knights braced for the end. The air reeked of blood. They thought it was over. A kick to the side of Gautam’s neck sent him staggering and crashing to the ground. A figure in white robes with a face covering had sent Gautam kissing the dirt.

I nodded and obeyed. MIKO I am silently driving and glancing at Black Dragon. I wonder what happened inside that structure. I noticed Big Boss limping because of a wound on his right leg. I also noticed Topgun obeying Black Dragon without asking, while he is just staring outside. Since Se7en hyung is not here, we will bring Big Boss to his father Eclipse. Under the Gonzalbo’s house is the original headquarters of Dark Knight. Though seldom used, it is still operating in case emergencies like this happen. We’re almost there. I wonder what my hyung’s are thinking now. As we approached the mansion’s gates, it automatically opens. I drove the van inside. Actually, nobody would suspect that somet

The lady forced out a smile. "It's alright, darling. Blacky has escaped with our son, and they're going to be fine. I'll be by your side, even in death." All of a sudden, the ground began to shake. Esha got a huge shock, looking around her wildly. The lady got to her feet at top speed as countless knights clad in black appeared and charged toward them. The knights all emitted a spiritual glow— they were all cultivators. The man let out a sigh. "I'm sorry that I can't protect you anymore."