Feudal Lord Naruto Novels & Stories

With the Executioners' arrival on Ren'veil the battle to free her people shifted in favor of the rebellion. Astaroth, the youngest of the 7 clan masters knelt before his progenitor, basking in the glory of their king and creator. Though the Knight Lord refuses to be referred to as a god often at times he corrects the children of the High Glaives to refer to him as a friend or a father figure so they chose the ladder out of respect and veneration for their progenitor.

I was the mafia lord in this scenario and he was in form of a lackey, who sis he think he was to question me. It felt like he was starting to grow wings that I would be forced to chop off. Maybe he felt being on my best friend meant he was on an equal footing with me. He was a mere nobody and I could draw to his undeserving attention and tell it to his face if ever the need arose “She isn’t a child. She can find her own way about” I reacted as calmly as I could so that I wouldn’t come off to the dead man behind as a mafia lord who couldn’t control his ‘everything’

He blasts off his disciple and flung on the floor. The CanFe crawls back to his Lord’s feet and asks for forgiveness. “I am sorry, my Lord.” “Is there anything you brought with you?” The Lord said and kicked his disciple. “Y-Yes, my Lord. I have brought you a water bender from the village.” The CanFe who’s in charge gives the signal to bring the said water bender. “A water bender?” The Lord suddenly feels alive and steps closer to his disciple who is sitting on its laps and touched his chin while gently caressed it. “Is it alive?”

"The last person was the most terrifying. He seemed skilled at using poison. If I hadn't been vigilant, I would've died from the poison." Balaro sneered, "That's someone from Karamon." He looked at the trembling ninja on the ground and gently said, "Alright, you can go." When the ninja stood up, believing he had been granted amnesty, he noticed Yondu standing beside Balaro. The ninja's eyes went lifeless; a needle had been inserted above his head. Yondu respectfully said, "Thank you, Mr. Yamamoto, for granting me a ninja as a familiar. This has always been my wish!"

he said, and I chuckled. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. "I sure do," he nodded. "You are..." "Oh boy I don't think you do," I interrupted. "I am not just an elder, not a beta like you, not an alpha but a Lord. Do you hear that? I am a Lord. And you, who is way beneath me, dares stand in my way?" "You may be above me, but one is above you has given me the orders, and we both have to obey. You will stand outside and wait till he is done."

The Kimono looks awfully familiar though. “I’m sorry for the intrusion but I wouldn’t be here if the matter isn’t important.” The guy said. Saeko didn't falter. “The Young Lord Fudo of the Shizuka family.” Saeko said with a serious business-like tone. "It is quite rude to enter the Heir Apparent's residence without prior notice." She said. “Tell your master that I am here to fulfill a promise that Shiratori Ryusaki has promised to fulfill.” “What promise? Ryusaki-sama has died years ago. There is no promise he can fulfill.” she said.

No one dares to go against Gregory. "What's the difference between the North lords and the Northern lord?" He asked. "The North lords live in the north. The Northern Lord lives further north in the snow mountains. He has another name. They called him the Snow Eagle Lord or the Winter Lord," Fayes said. He wondered which lord should he recruit first. Then he figured that he would pick the nearest or perhaps the easiest to persuade lord. "Tell me more about The Dark Lord," he said as his heart told him to meet this Dark Lord first.

"Dead?" The elders exchanged looks with each other and looked dumbfounded. "But Brody is a level four warrior king and he's the strongest among the others in the same level. How did he die? Even Yuka is not his match!" The Great Elder asked curiously. Yuka stood up and smiled at the elders. "Kneel down at the Supreme Leader now! This man here, Severin Feuillet is our Supreme Leader, the leader of the twelve halls. My boss."

I must thank you for giving me the chance to personally eliminate you! "As long as I kill you, my prestige will overshadow Alice's. I'll easily take over the Ayr family and become the next family head!" No wonder Alice feigned pregnancy. Faced with Loran, a man with a vicious and ruthless character, she, a weak woman not skilled in martial arts, indeed found him difficult to deal with. Unfortunately... Standing before him at this moment was not some useless son-in-law who had come knocking but the Lord of the Lord of the Temple of War, a figure who shook the world, the strongest Lord of War who never tasted defeat.

One of the older lords called out, “Then who will lead us now? We need a new leader who isn’t as deceitful and spoiled as these ones.” The room quieted instantly. Expectant. Dante looked like he couldn’t believe this was happening to him. Everyone was losing respect for him within the blink of an eye. Jericho gave a single nod, stepping back just enough to gesture toward the man beside him—my father. “John Carter is now the top lord of the Los Alamos province,” he declared. “This appointment comes directly from Lord Santiago. Any rule he establishes is to be honored by every lord present.” Every lord, including me, stared at my father as he walked forward. I almost couldn’t believe my ears.