Knights And Magic Novels & Stories

The three magic Knights Leaders went out of the portal and stood on the three chairs placed on the sides of the King’s chair. “And let’s welcome our Kingdom’s Magic Leader, King Magnus!” everyone rose from their seats to welcome the King. King Magnus is a fire mage, my father met with him once and I remembered that his aura is as tremendous as my father. He talked to me before and he was really kind but he’s aura is just so powerful that even though he showed kindness towards me, I still kept a distance.

For folks who had never been trained for such, well, it was an awful experience for them. Most of them used wind magic to ward off and deflect attacks. They did their best. But the knights' attacks were incessant, fierce, and fast. They were finding it hard to keep up with the opponent. As the girls concentrated on deflecting the attacks, the archers found the opening to attack. They weren't expecting that.

"Let's get this over with. Grab them!!" The response from the rest of the spirits was immediate. Crawling follows - a disgusting, shaking movement - accompanied by laughter so sharp that it scraped my spine and went down to my toes. Then - thuds. Bodies hit the ground with sudden, merciless force. The sound hits the air next to me. My heart began to beat loudly, irregularly, and wildly. I look left and right; the knights are no longer here. I turn and see them being dragged along the ground by invisible hands.

“So what if they’re strong?” The fourth princess was showing a horrible expression at this moment. “I made sure that Mandy Zimmer’s defenses were the weakest. “And other than us, there were also other people who were planning to get their hands on her. “How did we even fail if that was the case?! “There’s just no way! “The Knights of the Round Table are elites of the Knights Templar! “They have the strength of a thousand men each! They’re peak Kings of Arms! How could they have failed?!

The exit suddenly closed and was enchanted with magic, and chaos bloomed like a rose as blood begun to spill on the white marbled floor. "Protect the Royal family!" A knight shouted as his armored men begin to surround the royals in defense. Shrieks, cries, and curses echoed throughout the once pleasant banquet, along with the heavy metallic cling of swords clashing, the sharp whistle of passing arrows, and rattled footsteps of people who tried to outrun their deaths but ended up red sprawled on the floor. Royal mages attempted to blast the exit and undone the enchantment but it was in vain and a few of them ended up shot in the head with an arrow.

Diana noticed my struggle and frowned as she examined the knights. “They have carvings of glyphs on their swords. They’re imbued with magic! If you keep this up, your shield will break, and they’ll get to us. We need to attack!” Her words were all I needed to hear. I summoned all my energy and blasted every one of the knights with a massive wave of magic. The force of the blast sent them flying against the wall, effectively neutralizing them.

They are now both facing each other while under the ray of light coming from the window. Then Lark resolutely made up his mind and he kneeled on one knee while looking up facing Earth. His action of kneeling surprised Earth but he didn’t stop him. “Let me formally introduce myself to you, I am Lark knightly, from the clan Effulgence, a believer of the bringer, the destined Guardian of the Coin of Destiny. I humbly request a pact of loyalty, and I swear to protect and follow your lead even if it cost my own life” Lark said while looking him in the eyes as he request pledge loyalty.

“YOUR GRACE,” the royal knights’ commander called. “My men cannot hold any longer.” Daniel knew it would come down to this, the majority of the royal knights could not use magic and physical strength was weak compared to magic, especially against the Tower of Gods’ Mages. “Where the hell are the knights?” the duke asked his commander. They had sent for them a while ago. At least more knights from House Van Konigl could use magic, and the rest had magical shields and swords. They could do more damage than the royal knights.

“Are you a knight?” The innkeeper cast a glance over his shoulder at the gathered menfolk, who were all keenly following the conversation. I was glad I was not the only person to think he looked like one. “A mage,” Rivyn sat back on his chair. “Though I have competently wielded a sword on occasion,” he added in such a way that I knew with certainty that he was as much a knight as he was a mage, despite his demurring. The innkeeper agreed with me, his expression avid. “A mage knight,” he said. “That’s exactly what we need to kill this dragon.”

Powers like what the hex have is not considered as magic but it's just capacity that given to specific persons. Experienced peoples use magic in combat and prepare spells while they exchange blows. Most knights are specialists in earth magic because he give them more defense so they can become like tanks. Most assassins use air for swiftness or dark magics for hiding and waiting the right moment. Berserks using lava magic. Archers using air or ice magic. Swordsman's using light magic.