Knights Of Magic Novels & Stories

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.

“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?!

One of the other knights directed a questioning gaze his way while ensuring to keep an eye on the people nearby who had temporarily suspended hostilities. "Open the gates! Let them in!" "What!?" The knight around him couldn't believe their ears. 'Did we just kill all these innocent people for nothing?' "Sir but there may be en-" "I don't care.... I can't do this anymore. Nobles and royals be damned." He grumbled still clutching the poor child in his arms. "Is there anyone who can use healing magic present!?" Back in the palace. CLANG! BOOM! The sound of metal connecting echoed throughout the room followed by an explosive force. The few living people remaining all watched in stunned silence.

“What is your title, exactly, sir. If I may know?’ He looked at me like he was Barack Obama and I was a greeter at the local big box store. “I am head of the United Council of Mages, Miss Nightingale. The highest power in all of magedom.” “I see,” I said, and then turned to look at Jaye for a moment who was trying to look all innocent. I turned back to him. “So where does the Council of Mages fit into all of this?” He looked at Jaye, too. “You didn’t explain to her?”

She blinked a couple of times, and then said, eyes wide, “they don't know about Lady Elena being a magic-user, do they? And I am guessing that they also have no idea about the silver issue, the Kingdom would have without the alliance?” “You are correct. They do not know about either situation.” Vaughan said, moving to the edge of the balcony. “The Knighthood is under total secrecy over the use of silver, besides, only the higher ranking knights know about it. Initiates and newly appointed knights are not told until they prove themselves, and swear fidelity to the King first.” Vaughan said, placing his elbows on the balcony's edge, but keeping his attention towards Lynnette. “Not an easy task

We notice some mages casting a sort of magic, I can’t recognize those patterns but I can be sure about one thing, this magic is dangerous. " What do you think ? " I asked William. " We need to stop them, but if we do it, we won’t know who’s behind this. We’ll just watch for now. " After a while, a knight came and slew them, I was reckless enough to trip while moving. The knight smirked. I have a bad feeling about this. " Oh, there was someone else, you seem like a frail lady from a noble family, but you are doomed because no one does evil and escape from judgment. "

"Well, that changed when I became your number one knight." George rolled his eyes. His feet moved again and took him to stand in front of the dirty knight. "You could always ask for something better to wear." "What? Too dirty for your liking, your majesty?" Anthony chuckled, shoving the king gently. Anthony liked his attire. His ripped black jeans with custom made knee pads over them. The leather strap across his chest that held a sword or a bow (it depended on the day, really). The metal chest pad over his green sweater—the sleeves rolled up to reveal his muddy and scarred arms after each day. The black cloak tied around his neck. It was just him, and he couldn't imagine himself in anything

It all seemed to be going well, and that the battle would be over shortly. A few of the mounted Knights were taken down by the Alva’himar, but with sheer numbers – and the aid of the Minotaurs – several of the Mages were overcome. As the Knights clashed with the Goblin ranks, however, they encountered something unexpected. The first Knight riding into the fray swung hard at the nearest Goblin, who raised his own blade in defense. When they met, not only was his blow deflected, but his Khortaal was broken. Thrown off-balance, he fell from his saddle, scrambling for the Khor he had at his side. The wide dagger was equally shattered when it met the Goblin’s sword, and then the Knight died as th

Not even able to use a single complex magic before. “Being a medical Knight is a dangerous position in the Knights Association. Since you are the one that supports a whole squad, enemy Knights will be aiming for you first. Take out the healer of the team, and the rest of the team is handicapped. That is why you need to keep yourself put of the battlefield in a team first.”

Johnny said with a big smile, feeling like a real winner. “As I told you, depending on how diligent and hardworking you are and you will be ... your achievements will be the consequence of your work. You can be laborious, active students, to become Magic Architects, herb Growers or even potion Creators, Caretakers of mystical or non-mystical beings, or you will learn to be the best. Guardians and Fighters of magic.” “Is Mr. Knudlac a Guardian?” asked Jasmine Thompson. “Yes, dear. He is as well Magic Knight of the Empire in the Order of the Magic Knights, Magic Duke of Elmbridge in the Chamber of Magic Lords, Member of the Magic Consulate, Director of the Elmbridge School of Magic ... and man