Novel & Cerita Elf Knight

the stronzo offers. Elio slowly turns his head to the side. His jaws are clenched, and his veins are swollen so much he rants. "Enlighten me, bambino. What is this about a horse?" The fool is too happy to have a Don speak directly to him, and he gives him a beaming smile. "Two teams of two compete against each other. One team member serves as a horse, carrying his partner on his shoulders. The one being carried serves as a knight and must knock the opposing team's knight into the water, Don Elio."

Multiple heart seekers rush into the forest, stomping on the broken woods and splitting the blades of grass. The ground shakes from the rushing heart seekers. The stamped has so much force that the grass and dirt elevate before crashing back down. Among the creatures in the forest, two pairs of feet rush on a trail. Sticks and rocks along with metal boots bash on the ground. Both creatures wear a black knight suit itched with golden outlines along the shoulders and torso. Their armor looks thin as opposed to heavy alterations of a traditional knight plate mail but what separates tradition is the animal helms and the mechanical goggles. One of the helms is in the shape of a wolf, sculpt perfe

The knights were there then as they all got of their horses, they kneeled down before Elinor in reverence shocking Azeph. The kning’s personal knoghts only kneeled to the royal familly. Seeing this made him wonder what kind of status Elinor was goven by the king to get this kind of treatment. It wad as if they already treated her like their future queen… “ Our sincerest apologies your highness. Our tardiness is unforgivable,” said the leader of the group as he bowed his head before Elinor. Drake Pendragon was Elinor’s distant relative and the kingdome’s strongest military authority. He was the leader of the king’s personal guards and the commander of the first knight order.

Harlequin voiced with conviction. ********* “The Valiant Knight, Valencia, I proclaim you as the impenetrable castle that will protect the east of my domain. And on the west stands the Unyielding Knight, Dodou. The knights that will fight for the king, the Dauntless Soldier, Thomas, and the Gallant Soldier Holter, honor this proclamation. The Exuberant Mage, Lalia and Holy Priest Yahya, I proclaim you as the bishops who shall rain blessings on my domain. Oh races that represents the strength of this Island, the powerful and the brave that will stand by my side until defeating the evil that threatens this world, will you sign a temporary contract and let me own your soul from this moment till

But there was also a hint of vague savageness, characteristic of the Vikings or dark age Templars. Regarding my aim, I was not a sniper, but I was good enough to hit a target a couple of hundred meters away. "That leaves no questions. Now, take this" The knight gave me a medal. A Fenix was rising its fly into the sky as the symbol. "If things get nasty, show this to the guards, they'll let you go without a sound" "Understood" Both the knight and I went to where our mounts were. Lines of well-cared drakes filled my sight as we walked through the stables.

My neck screams in pain from the long hours of bending from sketching and spending a couple of hours burying my nose in the laptop. I moved my neck side by side with a grimace, and then the elevator door opened. My heart thudded strongly against my will at the sight of the man who magically appeared in front of my eye. Although seeing him in the workplace doesn't seem like magic, it appears that way to me because Gray Westmore is like a magical creature. I am convinced that he had that power to make me weak, his gaze alone made my skin tingle and made my heart race with excitement despite my brain telling me to stop. “Get in” It wasn't a plea but an order and for some reason, I obeyed.

"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL... " the gaint storms right away facing towards the guy lying right on him, as if he is a gaint bed for him to rest. Startled by the loud voice the small guy lifted his hoodie and peeked at the person he clashed with fear. Something in those eyes caught the attention of that furious gaint. "Woah... what is with those eyes, I feel something weird".... Shaking off that thought which crossed through the giant's mind as fast as it came through, Realizing that the position they were in, he tries to get up hurriedly.

He guffawed and laughed , he was seeing such an interesting man after many decades , not decades, after centuries and centuries . The black mist ; which was gathering towards the magic circle and configuring into a 'certain' something for a long time finally, took form into something which aroused the spectators' and Lienne's curiosity — the dark mist, which appeared out of nowhere, formed into a physique of a knight and a configuration of a violet horse i.e. the knight's horse. On the top of the horse, sat the knight wearing a purple armour, with a badge of a peacock on the left side of his armour . He was holding one of the 7 deadly weapons - Gallows Dodger of the sin of pride .

The day of the return of the knights, led by Keane Clementine, had come. Outside the palace, the people were waiting for them. Many women stood by, expecting to see who they believed was the most striking man in the Kingdom of Grellis- Keane Clementine, the king’s cousin. In their mind, the king was equally gorgeous as his cousin, but Keane’s attitude hailed him as the most stunning. He was a laid-back and charming person. Similar to the king, the famous knight also had iced-blue eyes but partnered by his silver hair. He was the kind of man no woman could resist.

It raised its sword and a second after that, all the skeletons stopped moving. (Different from a death knight, this version is not only stronger but it can also use magic.) “What is that thing?” “I’ve never seen it before.” “A death knight? It looks different.” Mumbles from the people behind him were filled with their confusion. Of course they’ve never seen one. Death paladins were high ranked monsters after all. It was rare enough to meet a death knight. “That’s a death paladin. Be careful, it is strong.” A random Hunter spoke up. He was wearing a dark green cloak that covered his head, concealing a part of his face. On his chest was a Hunter tag. It was bronze, a Champion rank.