Commander Niall Recommended Level Novels & Stories

I never expected to meet another so-called, power brave. “You’ve already got a power brave.” Alex frowned. “The Jormungands could use another.” The English commander turned his attention back to me. “What do you say? Would you like to join our guild?” “Commander Raja already asked us the same thing,” Wilt chimed in. “And we said no.” “Really?” He cocked a brow. “Then I’d like to hear it from you, Raid Breaker. How about it?” “Well, I’m —”

Neil resisted, hand, feet and nails; he wanted to see the end of it but he was in no state to be indulged and Chris turned a deaf ear to his protests as he send them off. “My lord, now what?” Night Blade’s second in command rubbed his hands in excitement. This was his first time being out on a mission with the lord. “Rest till daybreak. Then we march.” Chris ordered as he sat cross legged and started meditating.

He wants to get the person and do whatever he wanted and scare the person off so much that he would fear him. "Neil, don't forget that you are the commander of the military in Chatterton Town, you're not a gangster." Kevin would do everything clean and proper, so no one could use anything against him. Neil responded disapprovingly, "So what if I'm the commander? I can quit at any time if I'm not happy about it." Neil's words definitely did carry weight. Kevin glared at him and said, "Do not mess any of this up, or you will bear the consequences!"

I smacked my forehead, overwhelmed with regret. “How much experience did you gain, Aldo?” I inquired. “I only levelled up once, my lord,” Aldo replied, scratching his head. As an infantry knight, the fact that he had even levelled up once was impressive, considering that infantry knights typically didn't leave the city. “I decided to go out and kill the enemies,” he added. “Alright, now tell Solan to promote the archers to B-rank. In the next battle, we will need all of their strength,” I instructed.

He had an aura that few others possessed, namely the aura of a very strong leader and a cold aura that was so frightening. "As for Niall. He ... is not a soldier who gives up easily. He is very tough, just like his father, who is also the commander of our kingdom's ground forces," Kharel added. Keen, who once again heard the background stories of his two friends, chuckled softly. However, it was not a mocking or dismissive laugh. It was a laugh tinged with admiration. They had just been talking about the two young men with amazing abilities when the two doors to the second phase arena swung open.

those words warned from Frey. "Yes, it is as he says" who continued was Nyos "as among the guardians we are forbidden to fight, our selection of opponents is unlimited." As they said that, he brought his right hand to his chin to analyze the situation. Remembering the basic layout for generals and other prominent members of the castle, they should be at least level 15.

Ella snapped as she raised her hand again, intending to take a swing at me. "How can you just stand there and watch, Joseph? Do you have any humanity at all?" I yelled toward Joseph, who was standing a short distance away, looking on as if it were all entertainment. Joseph sneered, his arms crossed over his chest with an air of total indifference. "You ought to know that habitual liars with no sense of discipline deserve to be put in their place, Yvonne. "You're the one who insists on joining her in this act. I'm merely doing my job as the drill instructor and upholding the discipline of the outdoor orientation boot camp."

Caldwell… Was that a name? Alpha Steele gave me a once-over before turning to Chris. "Please, give me a moment." The cunt reluctantly stepped back and gave a deep bow to his Alpha before exiting the room. But not without driving his shoulder into mine as he passed. A sigh from Alpha Steele drew my focus back. "You're creating unnecessary enmity for yourself, Niall. Chris is the new Hunt Commander, and you shouldn't have him dislike you." My steps carried me to his table, worry etched across my face. "Chris doesn't deserve that title at all. I trained countless times more than him. I expected my name to be called. Or anyone else's."

Liam laid out plans for defensive positioning, his leadership flourished like a bonfire among the gathering. I watched as Niylah, her energy vibrant, rallied the pack. She inspired everyone, calling upon the collective strength of the pack. Her abilities were more than just magic; her passion resonated with the wolves. I felt a sense of pride swell in me; she was destined for greatness alongside Liam. “We need to gather the support of the surrounding packs,” I urged, planning to travel to other territories. “If we can unite, Hilda’s army will stand no chance.” **************

Across The Light Council, aside from the Pope, no one else at his age had mastered the seventh level of the Divine Light Blade. This included the ten Legion Commanders. Even the extraordinarily gifted Orabella hadn't reached this level. Yet, Leomer had succeeded! "The seventh level…" Orabella's gaze flickered as she murmured, "Leomer truly is formidable." "With this skill alone, when Leomer steps down as Legion Commander, he will have a chance to become an Envoy of Light."