Eternally Regressing Knight Novel Novels & Stories

Izfar "Phew..." Izfar sighed. He closed the world's history book that he's been reading since a few days ago and caned his chin on the windowsill. He crossed his legs. "How romantic..." He was talking about the tale of the child of the night and how they met all their Sol before they died. Some were lucky enough to live their whole life with their Sol, but most of the child of the night never gotten to live with their Sol because even though the Sol became immortal after the oath of faith and loyalty, the Sol still have a shorter lifespan from the child of the night, so they always die earlier than them.

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An Archmage that couldn't use MANA couldn't be a match for the sacred knight Elish. Strangely the dragon with beautiful emerald scales looking at everything from far and didn't do anything, although it had a worrying gaze. Elish wasn't optimistic about won from Ariet's dragon, but his beast could gain some time to kill Ariet. However, the green dragon stood still like a statue looking at the battle between the two men. (>>>) Hello readers! How is everyone today? I hope everyone is alright. So I'm Take_the_Moon over from Qidian W******l, I'll be transferring one of the novels from there to here. Thanks to the old readers and the new readers, I sincerely hope you like the storyline and have fu

He collapsed into the mud, too weak to even crawl. As I looked at the figure curled up on the ground, I felt nothing at all. No fear, no satisfaction, not even a trace of pity. It was like watching a cheap farce. When everyone finally tired themselves out, the man struggled to lift his head. His face was a mess of purple and blue, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. "Selena, it's me, Cade. I'm your Wolf King. Your destined mate!" Julian strolled over casually, an elegant yet cruel smile curving his lips.

Kaven, who saw the tension between the two of them, gulped nervously. Time was ticking. The Panthera Knights were still struggling to defend the kingdom even though it felt like their defeat was already before their eyes. The blood of the fallen knights dyed the white snow with ghastly crimson color. The monsters that had died came back to life. Its tyrannosaur head, with a smaller body, rose from the dead and took advantage of the situation. Its jaw caught one of the knights easily. One swoop of its bite was enough to take down the knight. It then spat out the knight, and the knight died from loss of blood.

Frontier Knights are superior over normal Knights as they are given medicines to boost their magic in times of need, but even without the medicine a single frontier knight could take out 20 knights. At the very top is the Royal Knights, the ones who receive direct orders from the King. Known for their massive mana reserves and high aptitude in using magic, they are agile, smart, flexible and could fight for more than a day without rest. Trained by the person who brought down an enemy army on his own.

They’d done it under his nose. His fists trembled. The last time Rosewood magic had been used unchecked, it had torn through the North like wildfire. Packs had turned against packs. Kings had fallen. Blood soaked the rivers. It had taken three generations to bury the truth. Now, something—or someone—was stirring again. And for the first time in centuries, the silence of the white wolves was broken. He turned sharply, boots crunching against the frost-bitten stone, and called over his shoulder. “Cassian.”

I didn't want to be a thief even if Gera was technically responsible for the thefts. My favorite of all the wonderful tomes was a book about love. The main character was this buff and dreamy human man with piles of muscles who oozed confidence. The woman he loved swooned at the thought of him, and it had very outlandish descriptions of human sex. It wasn't that way for nymphs, for one I'd never seen a male nymph with more than slight muscles and certainly none that made fire explode in my belly.

“Well, the Hunter’s Corps was the largest organization governed by 10 Vedic Knights, six of them being kings of allied nations. Till three years ago that is. We were attacked by Everlastings back then. With Hunter’s law being what it is they had to participate in the ‘Everlasting War’, and it wasn’t pretty. Thousands of our members were killed and many of them left us after the war.

Another cart of food was brought in, and we quickly dug in whilst getting back to sorting through the mountain of ancient tomes. After eating my fill of fruit tarts, and honeyed pastries, I plopped down on Azrael’s lap. Together we sat at the desk along the far wall, facing Orion who was seated on the sofa across the room. Nestled against his chest, his chin resting on my shoulder, I began to scan the pages he flitted through. Most were legends about the beasts and how they’d travel throughout the cosmos, both omniscient and immortal. The pages were littered with smaller stories about knights waging wars in their names, and kingdoms not of this world making sacrifices in hopes of receiving a