Knights In Fiction Novels & Stories

' Olika asked after telling them what had happened. The group looked at each other, unable to think of anything. Sir Olika, I will follow your orders,' said one of the knights. We will do the same,' two others said immediately. The three knights could not really be blamed for 'retreating'. Baron Lorient was dead, and without an object of loyalty, would they not run away and wait to be taken prisoner? Normally, even if a nobleman joins a battle, he will not advance unless he is a professional fighter like Baron Lorient, who is battle-ready.

What! Mortals? Going to hell? Yang Xiao almost choked with laughter when he heard those words. He was a firm materialistic person. He did not believe in God, mortals, or hell. "Aren't you also a mortal? Go to hell now!" Yang Xiao glared at him, held his Dragon's Wrath Sword, and rushed forward. Obviously, the Knights of the Holy Court were different from other knights in Europe. Not only were the Holy Knights of the Holy Court equipped with light armor for their guards, but even their mounts and horses were also equipped with good saddles and equipment that could cover an area of more than 80% of the horse's body.

A baby wailed in a burning cradle until silence swallowed it whole. Three dozen Royal Knights—the finest warriors of the southern territory—arrived on griffin-back, blades drawn, magic flaring. They lasted seven minutes. Lightning struck their beasts from the sky. The witches toyed with them. Aldrian smashed through shields and bone like a demon from the pits of forgotten hells. One knight crawled, bloodied and sobbing, toward a broken scepter of communication—but his head was torn clean off before he reached it. The forest swallowed the screams, the smoke, the cries.

He sat in the pew opposite mine, refusing to accompany my entourage under our private umbrella. The jousters, with lances in hand, charged forth, their steeds aflight. Their armor glinting, like stars, in the sunlight's radiant light. The crash of wood, the thunder of hooves, the crowd's ecstatic roar. As the knights clashed, their valor and prowess, forever to adore by the crowd. In this fleeting moment, the weight of tradition, and the fire of desire, to see these noble knights, their honor, and their hearts, set on high, like a burning pyre. For in this medieval spectacle, we found a glimpse of chivalry's golden age. What was supposed to be a testament to courage, loyalty, and the unyield

Frontier Knights are superior over normal Knights as they are given medicines to boost their magic in times of need, but even without the medicine a single frontier knight could take out 20 knights. At the very top is the Royal Knights, the ones who receive direct orders from the King. Known for their massive mana reserves and high aptitude in using magic, they are agile, smart, flexible and could fight for more than a day without rest. Trained by the person who brought down an enemy army on his own.

Some books had the history of the Knights, dating back centuries. Others told about different creatures, how they lived, drawings of how they looked, and about how they functioned. Unfortunately, many of them also told about how to kill them, which I didn't really like but I understood how the information must’ve been useful back when you needed to defend yourself from them. We’re protected now, the borders and the guards as well as having emerged into human society. I dragged my hands over a few dusty books and sighed. I didn’t even know where to begin. Which shelf? Color? Which of the hundred books would tell me what I needed to know?

These individuals were all skilled warriors, possessing the capabilities required to be knights, with the only barrier being a formal examination. Even though passing the official knight examination would grant them the title, it didn't alter the fact that they already possessed the skills and abilities characteristic of knights. Before joining as subordinates, these warriors had a dark past. They were once criminals and bandits, accustomed to violence and robbery. Their shift to serving under a noble didn't change their core nature. Their methods remained consistent. Operating under the pretense of enforcing the law, they continued their nefarious deeds within the city. The appearance and s

Some books had the history of the Knights, dating back centuries. Others told about different creatures, how they lived, drawings of how they looked, and about how they functioned. Unfortunately, many of them also told about how to kill them, which I didn't really like but I understood how the information must’ve been useful back when you needed to defend yourself from them. We’re protected now, the borders and the guards as well as having emerged into human society. I dragged my hands over a few dusty books and sighed. I didn’t even know where to begin. Which shelf? Color? Which of the hundred books would tell me what I needed to know?

Eldrick put forth his question in an ambiguous manner, waiting to see would the man he was here to catch get the hint before he fell for the trap. “The ministers attend the sessions in the courtroom while the knights battle it out on the battleground.” Kolan answered only to receive a shake of the head from the Lord. “Let me rephrase my question. What ornament differentiates a minister and a knight?” This time everybody understood what the man was asking. “A minister wears a penannular brooch while a knight doesn’t.” Once against Kolan was the one to speak.

the older soldier asked the younger one when the young man was done showing his disgust for the battlefield. “No” the young man replied with his face still pale because of what he was seeing. He may have just joined the army, but he hadn’t been to an actual battlefield before. However he was a quick learner so he gathered himself quickly and observed the armor of the fallen men. “The Knights of the Eastern Sun!” it didn’t take him long to find the answer to the question. And his exclamation was the evidence of his surprise. The Knights of the Eastern Sun were the exclusive warriors of the Eastern Empire’s Royal family. They served only the royal family and no one else. Yet here they were, be