Novel & Cerita Kings In One Piece

Maximus smiling: Congratulations, my sexy princess Lian, pulling her hand tightly: Thank you Maxus smiling: I will make sure my princes come in the best of health and the best Lian stunned: Your princes?! what do you mean Maxus takes her hand again and pats her softly: " My dear, in our kingdom, we are different from the rest of the kingdoms. We produce at least ten princes at one time, so you may have ten, twenty, thirty, who knows, or even more. " He smiles madly with wide eyes. Ooooh my God I get excited just thinking about their number Lian faintly: oh my god he's really crazy better kill me "to raise her voice so he can hear it again" it doesn't matter all two months and I'll be back ag

Many times he saw how he ruins everything until they decided to take half his power. Almost a year had passed and everyone was then afraid of him. Kozuko was told not to come close to his highness but Kenshi would come to him, fight with him playfully and even when it gets annoying to lose, the smile Kenshi would gave him irons the wrinkle on his forehead. That demon prince is the King who doesn’t want to rule. Now here they are, as they grow older, they grow stronger and somehow they felt the need to seek for answers. And now that they are almost there, it gets a little scary.

Hotham asked and looked around. "What do you mean? You didn't see them?" "Who are they, Empaler Aegaeus?" "No, no." And he turned away. "Empaler, here we are," said Filia Matsya. "All right." And they followed into the kingdom hall. "Basileus Kousuke, Empaler Aegaeus is here," said the famulus. "I am coming," replied the king. When Basileus Kousuke came out and saw Empaler Aegaeus was stunned and stared. "Prince Cacao..." he said here.

"Thus the two kings were born." "The 1st king" he pointed to the left side of the centerpiece of the bracelet showing a man in a white robe and a golden crown with his hands raised to something that looked like a green flame. "The peace/wisdom king (Uchendu). And the 2nd king" he pointed to the right of the same centerpiece to show a man in a red outfit with the same posture and crown as the one on the left. "The warrior king (Obiagu)". Both kings looked like mirror images of each other and both raised their hands to the same green sun in the middle of the bracelet as if they worshiped it.

He asked, “Tell me. Who do you have behind you?” The King smiled helplessly and said, “I'm just a puppet being supported, that's all. I'm not the only one. Even the last King and the King before him were all aided and ascended. We all take orders from someone else.” “Who is this person?” James frowned. He did not expect the current King to be a puppet. The fact that the previous Kings were also puppets was an even bigger surprise. This somewhat contradicted his understanding and went beyond his imagination.

"Can I at least sever a limb or two?" Sebastian gave him a look. "Very well," Nicholas relented. Surely, his King wouldn't notice a few missing fingers. "What about Bane?" "He had to tend to a witch matter with Chloe, but he vowed to return for the coronation. I must have my first in command there." For a moment the Demon King's eyes were full of stress and doubt. "Just concentrate on the wolf for now." "It might take some time," he warned. Sebastian nodded. "Just be back for Victoria's coronation. If you miss it she is going to flip."

I thought that with phoenix back, I could protect the pack without thinking of the decision-making aspect. Darted worriedly. What if I fail to make a good decision in the near future. I might've proven myself worthy of the position, but I could also prove myself unworthy with any slight mistake. Besides, I had never been a ruler before, I had no idea how it was being one. I was practically just following my instincts for now, but the more I sat down to think about it, the more worried I became.

Panic cut through the haze of heat. Arthur stumbled backward, his right hand flying instantly to the hilt of the ceremonial sword at his hip. His fingers fumbled against the leather grip. "Stay back," he rasped, his voice raw. He tried to draw the blade, but his wrist was weak, the steel catching in the scabbard with an uncoordinated, metallic screech. "I am your King, Malakor. Step back."

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

This is so cruel of King Maeko 😭😭 Taking them captive against their will 💔💔💔 One name for King Maeko...