Game Of The Monarch Novels & Stories

The communication crystals continued broadcasting to distant kingdoms, carrying images of a coronation that would be remembered not for its beauty or ceremony, but for the moment when every assumption about power and authority had been shattered by the revelation of what true sovereignty looked like when it chose to reveal itself. In courts across the known world, rulers who had been planning their own strategic responses to a new monarch now faced the terrifying realization that they had grossly, perhaps fatally, underestimated exactly what they were dealing with. The game had changed completely. And everyone was still learning the new rules.

She used this as an excuse to hand out even more rewards, further solidifying her image as a gracious ruler. Lydia smiled and said, "I had thought the Hell Monarch would catch the first prey, but it seems His Majesty's strength has prevailed, and he secured the first prize." The others chimed in with praises and the mood lightened considerably, the atmosphere growing more relaxed as they enjoyed the moment.

“You’re a disgrace to every member of the Lucevkin dynasty. And using our magic against us to help a king who will only throw you away-” “I married that king two weeks ago, Aaron. And once I kill Karen and Conor, I’m taking their son back to Zargo and together, Zachary and I will raise him to be a real king. He won’t be soft and compassionate like his worthless parents are. I’ll make sure that we crush those instincts out of him before he’s two.” Monica sneered at him. The hell you will! “So, will you duel me? Or will you run away like a coward? Like every other time before?”

The Hidden Monarch was interested in the map fragment he held. Coincidentally, Andrius also had some interest in the Hidden Monarch’s fragment. Swoosh! The next moment, Andrius flew into the main hall. The person standing there had a dignified presence with white eyebrows, making him look imposing. He was none other than the famous Hidden Monarch! “Andrius, I am the Hidden Monarch.” Seeing Andrius, the Hidden Monarch said bluntly, “I wish to exchange the Immortal Demon Palace map fragment in your possession with an inheritance and artifact left by a Divine King level expert. What do you think?

“The monarch’s mate.” “No,” he muttered. “She’s off limits. I do not have access to the monarch or his mate.” Marcus clenched his fist. He was merely a low-level warrior who hadn’t caught the eye of the monarch. It was one of the higher-ranking warriors who noticed his talent and made him take charge. He could only observe them from a distance. His accomplishments had not given him a voice in the king's court, he could only look from afar. There was no way to get close.

The monarch and his wife jumped into the arena. “Who are you, and why are you doing this?” The monarch asked with a stern tone. “For over a thousand years, I've searched for a body worthy of my gloriousness to punish this filthy world for existing. My name is Sabbath, the ill-born of the moon goddess,” Mary's body spoke. “Well, Sabbath, your time has finally come. You shall die at my ha-” Before the monarch could finish his sentence, both he and his wife's heads were cut off instantly by a swing of Sabbath's left index finger.

Finally, he glanced away from them and back to the paper, "I won't return that darn duchy. Kill me if you must!" Monica sighed. She'd feared he'd say that eventually, and luckily, she had just the solution. "That won't be a problem," she smiled at him, "I planned for this." In medieval England, there were some things worth even more than life, King or slave. As Louis watched her in confusion and hidden fear, he wondered what this hussy was up to now. Monica Maitland walked walked round the big office aimlessly, drawing out her sword just as she reached what she was searching for. Her friends also had their eyes on her, knowing fully well she was the definition of trouble.

“The Governess recently contacted all military groups, and even some strong mercenary groups from different bases for one single mission: capture the newborn monarch. I knew you must have heard about it, right?” Indeed, Ferdinand had heard about this news. When he heard that a monarch was born in T City, he was overwhelmed with fear. Once a monarch is born, the advantage will be taken away from the humans and will be held by the undeads. Monarch can destroy thousands of people in a single order, and that's what they needed to be prepared for. Obviously, the Governess wanted to capture it that's why she summoned all the strongest ability-holders known to their country.

He was the crown prince and cannot be touched. Now he has become King. I swore revenge. It’s blood or blood. The only way to get closer to the King without suspicion is to take part in the King’s game, win and become his shadow and so I have trained all day and all night to be strong enough to take on that position by his side and from that very position, torture awaits him. I will torment him until he runs mad and dies from the inside before i finally kill him physically and then, I would escape like nothing happened just like he did with Stacy’s death.

Even Ivan moved his team. Noah didn't give a shit about what his presence caused. He was fascinated to know that he had walked into another world! This transfer was very discreet but although he was a low level Battlesoul master, he possessed the Spatial affinity and could tell. This meant that the owner of the palace was indeed a Grandmaster Stage Battlesoul master!!! This transfer was good as Noah felt that Exalt Stage Battlesoul masters would not be able to join in the hunt for treasures. So as long as Noah avoided all Adept Stage Battlesoul masters, he would be safe in the palace.