From Old Country Bumpkin To Master Swordsman Light Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Chapter 2 Victor In exactly an hour, the captain was on the field talking to some of the men who had gathered around to see the sparring match when a young man wearing studded leather armor walked up, saluted him, and said, "Victor Sill Young reporting as ordered, Sir." The other soldiers walked off the field instantly assuming that Victor was the apprentice the captain had taken and whispering to each other that this young boy must have exceptional skill for the captain to take him after ten years of not taking an apprentice at all.

More or less at sunset when the watchmen were drowsy, the soldiers tired of putting on heavy armor all day and the atmosphere seemed as dark as the sky. He always arrives like the new sun brightening the night. Dressed in armor three times heavier than that of soldiers, he carries a spear-sized sword and is mounted on the strongest horse in the kingdom. The man I grew up with! — Why is he talking so loudly? It took me out of an incredible dream! — His presence brings courage and respect. He shows no weakness but always manages to empathize with those who were afraid. — Oh, it's about his beloved cousin again. What a thing! Now I lost my sleep! Uhm, what is this? A book by my side without bei

One moment, he is enjoying a good fuck from an Alpha, and the next moment—here he is, trying his best not to skin himself alive. There are voices inside his head that are way louder than his own voice. Those voices keep on reminding him that he is an Omega—just an Omega. The lowest of the lowest. The ‘thing’ who’s only goal in life is to be played by those fucking Alphas. A nothing. A sudden crawl of goosebumps invaded his whole body. He can literally feel how hard his heart is hammering inside his chest. He called Cross ‘master’. Master. He looks at his reflection once again and laughs hysterically.

The sounds of the bones crushing as the blade speared through to his heart filled him with satisfaction. Soon enough, the king was dead with wide eyes of shock. No one said a word about the scene that unfolded before them. Xanthanius picked the blood stained crown from his father’s head and placed it on his. “Welcome to a new reign of Aspena” he said proudly. The years of training paid off. AUTHOR’S NOTE (PLEASE READ ME!) Thank you for counting this book worthy of your attention and time! Welcome to my first ever attempt at a Romantasy (Romance and Fantasy) genre. I sincerely hope you enjoy it.

I snarled angrily at him. "Ohh I know that, and I also know that.... You need this book to get rid of me. And so henceforth, this book will now be in my possession. You can't get rid of me Janice." He gazed into my eyes, with so much hatred. The worst part of all this, is that I can't even remember him as any of my fictional characters. He doesn't have the same description as any of my characters. Who the heck is he. "Who are you?" My master asked the one question I was bringing myself to ask.

thought the sea king as he looked up at the ceiling, thinking and imagining what he had felt when the forbidden land was opened. ...... BOOOOOMMM... BOOOOOMMM... "Is this the sword heart?" asked the junior member of the sword sect when he saw his brother take out the terrifying sword. He was really surprised that his senior brother could actually raise his sword heart level to the intermediate level at the age of not even thirty. Even in this world, perhaps only the young master of the Sword Sect could be called a sword genius, because even in the Crown Sect, which also had sword training, they could not be compared to those from the original Sword Sect.

"I won't take your life for the time being. I'll leave Master Wu to you!" "Don't worry!" Lan Weiwei said seriously. Back in the ring, Yang Xiao's eyes were slightly cold. He said indifferently, "I'll give you enough time. You can drink water and rest!" It had been a long time since Yang Xiao had really wanted to kill someone. A knowledgeable person could tell that this was a national war, a confrontation at the peak between countries. Mei Chuan was not an ordinary swordsman, but a super swordsman. He represented the peak of Japan martial arts.

She looked as if a child waiting to be praised by adults. The Five-colored Immortal Master and Immortal Master Sun were a little confused. They hadn't adapted to the change of Jiu You. Jiu You used to be a violent little girl who didn't allow strangers to get close to her. But since she saw Chu Xun, she had been acting cute and waiting for praise.

"Alright lad. Allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Bladesmith. I'm the Lycan in charge of this village's armory and I'm also the weapon master instructor." Kirou then grabbed his hand and shook it. "Greetings Bladesmith. My name is Kirou and I'm a new Weapon Master recruit. Please instruct me." "Very good lad. Since that old man sent you here and you were patient enough to allow me to finish crafting this knife, allow me to gift it to you." Bladesmith then retrieved the knife and passed it to Kirou. Kirou raised an eyebrow but accepted the knife nonetheless.