Novel & Cerita Captain's Medal Soul Knight

As a strong powerhouse, Captain Himmel had experienced many battles, both small and big. One could say that he was highly experienced when it came to combat. He determined that the last attack was the enemy’s last struggle. The enemy had run out of Soul Fracturing Arrows. Captain Himmel had been suppressing his rage this entire time, and he finally unleashed his anger. He was now about to make a killing out there. “The enemy has run out of Soul Fracturing Arrows. Stay here and protect Madam and Young Master. I’ll be heading out there to slaughter those bastards.”

He opened his mouth to say something. “Shut your mouth.” However, someone else beat him to it. Second’s mouth automatically shut following the command of that person. Captain smirked, watching Second fiercely. “Thank you for assistance, Your Holiness.” “No… snort… problem.” “Here, take it.” Eagle snorted out the leftover mucus and wiped it off with tissue that was provided by Hisoka. “As we all know, our knight code is–” “To give undivided loyalty to the lord.” All of them recited the first commandment created by First, Second, and Shadow themselves.

With one last touch, Serafino let his hand linger for a moment more and took a deep breath before standing up, and he faced me. “They are beautiful,” I noted and smiled softly. “Their beauty is only lasts for a flicker of a second Celeste, their meaning though lasts forever,” * “So,” Thomas broke the ice and looked up to me from where he sat. “Have any more of those powers?” I chuckled and concentrated on wrapping his training wound which housed itself atop his forearm, remembering back to the nursing classes I took right after I had turned into the Luna Knight, and let myself take a short breath. “I’ve only had one incident since the winter,”

said Marvel, then he took Keysha's hand and boarded the speed boat. "Who will be the captain?" Keysha asked. "I," Marvel pointed at himself. "Is that possible?" Keysha asked. "You can, dear; don't worry, I'm halal certified," joked Marvel. "Vel seirus," said Keysha. "Yes, darling, I'm serious too. Come on," Marvel helped Keysha get on the speed boat. "Are you sure you can?" Keysha asked. "You don't need to be afraid; come here; just look at the view; leave everything to me," said Marvel while kissing Keysha's cheek.

I felt sorry for him, being a captain of a great football team entails a lot of responsibilities, commitment and expectations from what I've seen. "I really admire your strength and like you said 'you won't trade it for anything' So just keep doing your thing and enjoying it, cause there comes a time when you can't do it anymore, and I'm sure you won't regret it, okay?" I tried to be comforting and encouraging which I'm not good at. Ugh. I hope I made sense though. "Yea. Listening to you speak is a good feeling too" he said which made me smile and I felt a little hopeful

“Don’t worry, Mr. Denn. The boy and I are bound by enmity. He injured my subordinate, so I will naturally spare no effort in killing him.” One of the middle-aged men held a sword. He had an icy cold gaze and exuded a cold, murderous aura. The man’s name was Dylan Cook, and he was the captain of the Admiralporium’s tenth division. He was Aquilo's superior! The other two men were late-stage grandmasters, and their names were Shia Yale and Kaiser Leigh. These three men, including Dylan, were skilled in attacking and killing grandmasters. Any grandmaster would die instantly after taking a hit from them.

Now I feel even more pressured. "Next up are the Captains. There are quite a few, so ages and achievements will have to be something you find out for yourselves, ladies. Let's begin. Capt. Cull- Shikazs, Capt. Moor- Gaimo, Capt. Tilk- Bronkark, Capt. Bolis- Vaal, Capt. Nole- Bronkark, Capt. Terrax- Glortinon, Capt. Het- Makskin...," the Kea rapid fires and we walk out of the holding room. I try to keep my face blank as I take my seat, but I can feel the females look me over. When I bring my eyes up I look right into the face of the most beautiful Bronkark woman I have ever seen and a smile breaks across my face.

I couldn't get the image of me screaming under him, cumming like an idiot and even begging him to fuck me harder out of my mind. I scrubbed my neck until the skin was raw, desperate to wash away the scent of him, that mix of expensive cologne and the lust in his eyes. I leaned my forehead against the tile, letting the water pelt my back. I was Elias Carter, the captain of the Northwood Titans. My life was built on discipline, morning drills, and a reputation for being untouchable. Yesterday, I was all those things before I lost to Ryder. "Get it together," I hissed at my reflection in the fogged-up mirror. My lower lip was slightly swollen, a visible mark of my shame. I looked at the "C" on

Instinctively, I surged forward to block her arm, ready to throw my weight into her and end this once and for all. “That is enough! Both of you!” A booming command echoed across the courtyard, shattering the confrontation instantly. Before either of us could react, a tall, authoritative figure stepped directly between us, using a firm arm to push Mirabelle back while putting a hand out to stop my advance. It was one of the senior panelists on the board. His face was stern, his eyes flashing with deep disappointment as he looked back and forth between the two of us. “Have you both completely lost your minds?” He demanded, his strict voice cutting cleanly through the morning quiet. “You are on

One in particular caught my eye. Dante Kade. Captain. Number 17. Ice-blue eyes. A name that came with a hundred headlines and at least five fangirl forums I pretended not to browse. He looked lethal. The kind of lethal that made smart girls run and stupid girls fall. I wasn’t here to do either. I tore my eyes away from the poster and squared my shoulders. The heel of my boot clicked against the tile with more attitude than I felt. I could fake it. I’d faked worse.