Kamen Rider Saber Dragonic Knight Novels & Stories

He concluded that the Dragon King from Sol might be as powerful as a Sacred Knight. In Durandal, knights also had various ranks according to their strengths—Bronze Knight, Silver Knight, Golden Knight, Sacred Knight, and Divine Knight. Bronze was the lowest, and Divine was the highest. After estimating James’ strength, the old man waved his hand nonchalantly and said, “He’s not even thirty and shouldn’t be worth the effort of sending a stronger family member to suppress him. Let him do as he pleases. Meanwhile, you should work on getting even stronger.”

He remembered the dead bodies of the guards he had seen when the report came that those four had escaped. "Im sure they arent working alone" said the king, "But if they are out of my Land then good riddance. Say tell me about the knight, Altar Cleos. I never knew they had knights in Dragon Isle, and i couldve sword that the boy is from the Trident." "He displayed amazing abilities when i saw him battling the yetis, he actually held his own" Morgan admitted, "Against a whole army" "Really? Hes that good?" Christyl smiled, "Yes but i doubt hes from the Trident. He is a Fire user....he didnt displayed any lightning nature."

At this moment, on the Ice Plains, Dragon had been running for hundreds of miles. Saber Saxton, also named Lloyd Saxton, came from the Saxton Sect, a small sect. After producing someone like Saber Saxton, it had a slight reputation in the martial arts world. He had the strength to compete for the last place in heavenly leaderboard. Otherwise, he would not have challenged Alice. "Lloyd Saxton!" Dragon said coldly. The moment he saw Lloyd's figure, the killing intent in Dragon's eyes suddenly lit up. "Dragon? Why did you stop me?" Lloyd asked.

He tried not to notice. Tried not to think about the conversation they had shared that morning in the training courtyard. I saw something familiar. Darkness. The words lingered in his thoughts far more than they should have. A voice broke through the murmuring court. “Your Majesty.” A tall demon stepped forward from the gathered nobles. His armor gleamed dark red beneath the torchlight, etched with the sigil of the southern legions. General Kharvek. Adrian recognized him immediately. Kharvek bowed low before the throne.

Tamera’s eyes widened with excitement. “Does he win?” Ragnar paused briefly, considering the small battlefield before him. Then he continued. “The dragon lunges first,” he said. “But the knight is faster.” He moved the toy slightly forward as he spoke. “The sword enters beneath the dragon’s jaw and drives upward through the throat.” Lance blinked. Ragnar continued, completely serious. “The blade severs the arteries. Blood spills across the ground. The dragon collapses, choking on it as the knight pulls the sword free.”

Nikolai order when he couldn’t get Devil to stop fighting him, she’s not happy with the bodyguard at all, she got on his nerves now. Nikolai turned to both of us, his eyes were filled with anger, but I knew he wouldn’t hit me, maybe another hug, but not this time, he was too angry for that. “Kneel” he order us both, I didn’t mind it, not after this morning events, I would try it, I got down on my knees, Devil took her time before agreeing to submit to daddy. “You two belong to me, when I say I’ll keep you safe I will” he orders, I knew that.

Stan was supposed to be at the border and not lurking in the middle of the forest. Going on his knees, Stan presents a small dagger which was crafted from the scale of a dragon. It was a tradition that the Gaels had held on to for generations. After a king dies, the dagger is presented to the next in line to the throne. Vincent stared at the dagger in shock and disbelief. Taking the knife, his fist slammed into Stan’s jaw, which sent the head of security flying a few feet away from him. “What kind of play is this, Stan!” Vincent yelled as black scales started forming around his neck and cheeks.

After careful questioning about the current situation in the area, Christine and her Uncle Liam made their way to the temple in Dragon Claw City. Heirs to the Dragon Claw Warlocks have always been rare, with no more than three siblings in a generation. Christine's grandfather had two sons, the eldest Alexander and the second Liam, of whom only Christine's father Alexander awakened the Dragon Vein Warlock bloodline. Liam did not awaken, but he did have the Dragon Vein, so he easily understood the fighting spirit and became a knight.

He smirks,looking proud of himself “Yeah. I told you I know my way around. We'll have to move after a month or two. And we need to train. You’re not good at combat,and you haven't connected to your dragon fully. We need to work on those.” “You’ll teach me?” “Yes.” He answers,folding his arms,still holding on to the blanket. “I get the combat,but what do you know about dragons?” He chuckles “ Nothing really. But I read some books and apparently,I'm your tamer. There should be some natural information in here.” He says,pointing at his head. I scowl “In as much as the dragon is me and I am the dragon, it has a mind of its own most of the time,and it loves burning shit. So if you don’t know what

"That demon will come back in a few days to steal and do harm again. We should keep our guards up." "Aye, your highness. If only I had keen eyes to aim perfectly at that demon." "You did your best. I was at fault when I let the beast bewildered me." "I have never seen that beast before. What was it called, your highness?" Blue asked, leaning forward in curiosity. "It is the legendary Sabertooth. They said those kind of beast only follows a King." That is why it had enchanted him how that beast rescued the demon. Could it be that he is the King now? But why would someone so young and carefree as Kenshi be King of Yami knowing how powerful and manipulative the King of Hikari is at the moment.