Jacaerys Velaryon Sword Novels & Stories

Amazingly, the tip of the sword looked even shinier than it was. "I realized that this sword is the most suitable if you have it." "Do you think so?" “This sword is called The Twinster, from the fairy tale of the Little Knight. It belonged to a young knight the same age as you, named Gerald. The knight was too small to go to war, but his passion and courage were not inferior to other knights. He always insisted on joining the battle, so the other knights agreed to have the blacksmith make a special pair of swords. Not too big, but too small for an ordinary knight to use. In short, it can only be used by Gerald.”

- They nodded. "Good! Then I'll tell you a bit more about them." - He smiled at them, but unknown for everyone he was analyzing them quite meticulously. "There are 4 'Holy Swords' that were created by my father. Among them Caliburn is with Arthur Pendragon, a sword so powerful it's capable of breaking space, due to that same trait its the sharpest, and strongest." - He started to explain. "Durandal, is a sword that is the embodiment of power and destruction. It's said that the sword at its max is capable of cutting any defense. The current wielder is Xenovia." - At the mention of that name, everyone was surprised.

The long wait was over; the final battle had begun. Veyra stood at the front of her army, her cloak billowing in the gusts of wind that whipped around her like the fury of the storm itself. Her hand rested on the hilt of the Sword of Zevi, its blade shimmering with moonfire—a weapon that had seen countless battles, but none like the one she was about to lead. The sword was more than just a weapon; it was a symbol of everything they had fought for. Of the sacrifices that had been made. Of the blood that had been spilled.

One of them even yelled. "You are the liar!" "Really? What reasons do I have to lie to any of you? Susan , dear, if you please." Erik answered the accusation and invited Susan up to his side. Susan stood at Erik's right side and with a smile directed to the old student, moved her right arm diagonally, mirroring the action that Erik had early realized. And when she closed her hand in a grabbing motion, the sword that appeared was not Gryffindor's one, but it was similar. Slowly she pointed the sword to the old student, but changed its grip, dropping the sword perpendicularly to the ground, and showing its details to the students. Similarly, it was an equally finely crafted silvery long sword.

A hush fell over them as they stepped inside. The room was vast, its walls lined with relics and remnants of a time long past. But at the very center, upon a raised platform, lay the most important treasures of all - the armor of the First Queen, gleaming silver and gold beneath the soft glow of enchanted light. And beside it, resting in an obsidian stand, the First Queen’s sword - Velyria, a blade said to have been forged in celestial fire, its edge sharp enough to cut through fate itself. Lyra’s breath caught as she approached, her fingers trembling slightly as they reached out to touch the cool metal of the armor. It felt like it was waiting for her.

At the very same time, Andariel was rejected by Alex’s body, and she tumbled to the ground. Her clothes were torn, and she looked absolutely petrified. There was a long and deep wound on her shoulder. A sword prodded out from Alex’s shirt and floated up mid-air, emitting a deadly aura. This sword was the Xavion Sword. The two demons trembled in fear as they saw the emperor’s sword. They couldn’t believe their eyes. Cydaea quickly came out from Jade’s body and knelt down with Andariel.

A faint blue glow emanated from the walls, like spirits lurking within the shadows. At last, they entered a vast chamber surrounded by towering stone pillars. In the center of the room, embedded in another altar, a silver-blue sword pulsed with a mystical glow. Aria froze. She didn’t know how, but she knew that sword. Lorian stepped forward, eyes widening. "This…" Rael shook his head in disbelief. "The Legendary Blade…" Aria turned to them. "What do you mean?" Lorian met her gaze. "This is the Sword of Light—the only weapon capable of defeating Vaelin’s darkness. But it was lost centuries ago..."

Sekora’s luck was munch better, she searched the bedrooms, the Owlery and the armor room where she found the sword lying in the base of a stone gargoyle, but instead of finding a guardian, she found Vale standing at the base of the gargoyle with sword in hand. “Looks like your too late once again Sword Keeper.” Said Vale with a smile. “No, what it looks like is me and you have a little battle on our hands.” Said Sekora drawing her staff. “Even if you do get this sword from me, Kariya will take over this world.” Said Vale, who also drew a staff.

I lay flat on my back, breathing hard, staring at the high ceiling of the reflection chamber while the fluorescent runes on the platform dimmed down around me. “One minute and seven seconds,” the system confirmed. “Cadet Jade Ishola: Defeated.” The words echoed like a taunt. I sat up slowly, brushing sweat from my brow and fighting the sting of frustration rising in my throat. Why was I still this weak? I’d trained. Fought. Thought. Bled. And still, I couldn’t lay a finger on her. Not one. “The reflection was modeled on Princess Petrusia of Króna,” the system said, as if offering comfort. “Royal werewolves receive formal combat training from early childhood. Her strategic instincts are deepl

He knew that persuading Lily Moon was futile, so he shifted his attention to Sebastian. "Junior Brother Sebastian, it's good that you want to help Junior Sister. I appreciate it, but unfortunately, your cultivation is still shallow. If you go, you won't be of any help to Junior Sister; instead, you might cause trouble. It's better to consider it carefully." At this point, Alexander waved his hand, and a green sword appeared in his hand. "This sword is called the Pure Yang Meridian Sword, a mysterious-grade treasure sword that I used when I built the foundation. As long as Junior Brother Sebastian promises not to cause trouble, I will give this sword to you."