Kingdom Of Belzerg Mga Nobela at Kwento

Then came the sound of hooves. At first, I didn't think much of it — travelers and merchants often passed through our village. But when I stepped outside, I saw the dust rising, the banners snapping in the wind, and the armored men riding closer in formation. Then I saw him. Darius Venn. He wasn't a king, though he fancied himself one. A warlord — brutal, ambitious, the kind of man who built power from other men's ashes. His armor was blackened steel, his red cloak torn at the edges and crusted with dried blood. I'd heard the stories — how his blade never stayed clean, how villages that resisted him never stood again.

Lavérna had dropped us on the other side of the mountains, which, in fact, divided the two states. Kays wasn’t particularly happy about this, since it turned out that the king of these lands, called Zergedia, was already quite old and couldn’t fully control order in his territory. As a result, crime and various groups of scoundrels of all kinds and races thrived here. For several days, we traveled as usual along the forested slopes of the high mountains. We had enough food thanks to generous Rachil and the guards’ hunting.

The Primordial Darkness laughed as it drifted toward the largest rift. "You spent all your strength defending one kingdom." Its voice echoed through the palace. "While the rest of your world was left unguarded." Ariana tightened her grip on the First Blade. "You planned this from the beginning." "Of course." The creature spread its shadow across the broken walls. "Kings always believe the throne is the center of the world." "It never was." --- Eryndor slowly picked up his staff. His eyes remained fixed on the sky. "There were five sacred kingdoms."

He never ceased to speak of the kings of the Kingdom. Balzemom wasn't an ordinary kingdom. It had five villages, each with its own species and king. The Kingdom was made of five species: demons, vampires, dragons, werewolves, and fairies. And each species had a king who lived in a magnificent palace in the mountains. Every year, ten youths were selected as guards for the kings. That was two from each species. However, since I was born, I'd never shown any signs of which species I belonged to. My parents were mixed, so there was no telling whether I was a werewolf, a vampire, or both.

King Benedict and King Cesar together wouldn’t be easy to defeat quickly, then how? “Yo..your…Lord Zebian, he has conquered Calmia. He has demolished all the troops and territories. The battleground was set on fire. All of the commanders are dead and both the king are under his custody. Now he is here for you and we don’t have enough warriors to keep you protected for long. Please leave with me,” Arlet spun around to glance outside through the window. It was impossible, she failed to believe it. “W..wh…where is he?” Arlet said in daze.

I looked up and smiled briefly. This world is too big. We have hundreds of kingdoms scattered around, thousands of fallen kingdoms and hundreds of Lands and States. We also have 4 elemental kingdoms, they are recognized as the highest in this world, especially the Kingdom of Animus Vitae which has the widest jurisdiction. When he arrived in the free lands, Hesperia was the leader followed by his face and it was obvious that he was having a hard time telling me what happened. I wrongly accused him, I looked down.

She told him about the leader of this guardian squad was a prince and he had saved her. Finally, she explained that Corithias and his whole kingdom were a species called Dragoniths, human like but also dragons. She told him that there are nine kingdoms upon the earth, and Bellairiah had governance and guardianship over them all. All of the human kingdoms were one realm, and Bellairiah guards over them. She explained that King Corithias had killed the Rogue king and crippled their current king and brought him to accept a peace treaty with Bellairiah to no longer trouble the nine realms.