Hundred Knight Novels & Stories

"Nice to meet you too, Louise." "Introduce, the Silverwall Knights Special Forces leader, Otho." Louise continued, pointing at the brave knight wearing the conical helmet on the face. The knight also bowed in salute. Lillian hurriedly returned the greeting while giggling happily. “Look, Phill! Real knights!" "I know, that's great, right?" replied Phillip with a similar euphoria. “But I'm also a real knight. How come you guys weren't this happy when you met me,” Louise muttered as she squeaked.

“Good afternoon, Sir Rowan. I’m Zen, a representative from the main camp that Gunter sent to assist Stoneberry Keep’s situation.” Sir Rowan was an old knight, older than Zen thought was possible. He was as thin as a twig with a long white beard and bushy brows. The elderly knight had a matted look in his eyes, indicating his impaired vision and needed someone to repeat Zen’s words into his ears, indicating his hearing difficulties. Yet, his poise remained grandiose as it did at the peak of his career. Deeply humbled by the NPC’s incredible presence, Zen lowered his head as a sign of respect to the knight.

Eldrick put forth his question in an ambiguous manner, waiting to see would the man he was here to catch get the hint before he fell for the trap. “The ministers attend the sessions in the courtroom while the knights battle it out on the battleground.” Kolan answered only to receive a shake of the head from the Lord. “Let me rephrase my question. What ornament differentiates a minister and a knight?” This time everybody understood what the man was asking. “A minister wears a penannular brooch while a knight doesn’t.” Once against Kolan was the one to speak.

Selena and Johanna were seated side by side at the other side of the upper deck with Leah, William, Helena, and Amilek seated by their sides. Suddenly the doors of the great hall open, and royal knights file in at both sides like ants making a straight line. Armed with swords and clouded in shining armor. They matched in making a rhyming beat as their feet kissed the ground. They lined up at both sides of the door, making a path all the way to the priest. They clashed their swords in an X-shaped manner, each knight to the one opposite him. Then they stopped marching; for a brief moment there was silence. Then slowly a man with the air of a mighty wind stepped in

Chapter One Hundred And Sixty One Amidst a moonlit garden, the Knight meticulously arranged the engagement fairytale, each detail woven into a dreamy tapestry of romance. The soft glow of lanterns illuminated the scene as he nervously awaited Annabelle's arrival. Roses adorned every corner, and the air was filled with anticipation. As Annabelle approached, the Knight's heart raced. He took a deep breath, clad in his finest armor, and with a voice filled with sincerity, he asked, "Annabelle, will you make me the happiest man in the realm and marry me?"

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 .

Hundred men. meanwhile, of Eastern of Roland March, an army of knights armored to the teeth carrying banners on a high horse. They gallop the road to the Elve kingdom.

"Then I trust your words Knight Finiell" He still spoke coldly and went to face me. Well I am at his back so technically, he stand up and turned around to face me "Lalaine, My personal knight will be accompanying you along with 120 skilled knights that I chose meticulously" he said as he looked at me. Of course, my jaw dropped immediately as soon as I heard how many knights he prepared. 'What the? That's too many' Thinking that, I opened my mouth to change his mind but unfortunately, he cut off my words

Thousands of knights followed behind them! It was like the gods in heaven descending to earth. They were full of furious might! Such a sight was even more terrifying than doomsday! The knights in their metallic armor marched from the sky! Clang! In an instant, thousands of knights pointed their longswords at Fulton below! Then, under the lead of the ten knights at the forefront, thousands of knights swooped down with manic pressure and devastating combat power! The presence of these warrior knights seemed to be the only thing left in the world!

They are quicker than I am, leaping through the air with their long, thin legs. “There's no time. Tell me you have the cure?” “I do, brother. I will find you even if it's the last thing I do. I. Will. Find. YOU!!” He snarls with conviction. I come to a halt as I glance upwards to see a Rion leaping over my head, landing on his feet in front of me. He adorns the traditional Rion gold-plated armor with a helmet to match. A black plume runs through the center of the helmet, indicating that he is a Knight of the Royal family. He swings his four-metre-long Knight lance in his hands.