Legendary Sword Novels & Stories

I frown looking at it. “That’s your family crest, Rosalie.” Cain states. “The Sullivan crest.” My eyes widen and I take the ring out and examine it. It has a wolf’s head etched into it with three swords behind it, one coming straight down the middle and the others crossed diagonally. “While the ring is yours, it isn’t safe for you to wear it or to let anyone but me and Cain see it.” Aeron states. “Why not?” I ask, looking up at him.

Am I to be sold? As I thought about these, I felt light and free. I was on a horse, charging into battle. I was holding a large sword, a large armor strapped around my body, and a quiver with arrows was tied to my back. There were shouts everywhere as other people, dressed in the same way I was, charged forward towards the enemy. I saw that there was no one in particular I was fighting but men fell from their horses as I charged towards them. And when my arrows were finished, I released my wolf, who tore limbs from limbs and wreaked havoc. Then my head hit something hard and as I opened my eyes, there were men in hoods all around me.

At the very center rested a sword. The weapon appeared untouched by time. Silver metal gleamed beneath torchlight. Its blade remained flawless. Its hilt carried symbols matching those carved throughout the temple. Yet what drew my attention most was the power radiating from it. The sword felt alive. Lucien's eyes widened. "Impossible." Vera glanced toward him. "You recognize it?" The king nodded slowly. "The Blade of Ardyn." Even Elyria seemed surprised. "I thought it was lost." A strange expression crossed Lucien's face.

He made a mental note of reporting this case to his father. Inside, Amaryah marveled at the wonders of the many treasures displayed on the tables and shelves, possibly from mysterious places she has not even ventured yet. Such as that one glimmering sword atop an elegant looking case. It was unsheathed, so the sparkling blade reflected her. She could see her high ponytail, her cheekbones, and her pinkish lips. Most importantly, she could clearly see the interest brewing in her eyes when she heard a voice from her back. “You have a good eye, milady. This is one of our rarest treasures.”

Ischyros - Kingdom where dragons and various types of dangerous creatures live. It is located in the southern part of Magia. ━━━━━･ ｡ﾟ★: *.☪.* :★ ﾟ｡･━━━━━━ Arayan is at the Arsenal, where the palace's weapons are stored. He helps sharpen them. Swords are not the only ones here, there are also different types of guns that came from the kingdom of Exypnos. "I want to know where Arayan is," Maia said to one of the soldiers she met as she walked down the hallway.

She could feel her body is trembling but she couldn't move even one step. Amayah's eyes widened even more as the two people who had killed her mother and sister slowly walked towards her. She stared at the blade of the two swords in their hands. The swords are stained with blood from the bodies of her mother and Sister Aloha. And soon those swords will also be stained with her blood.

Then he grabbed a belt another soldier was holding and unsheathed a longsword. Scarlett had never seen one close up, but she knew its name. Most of the women in Karai used smaller swords, poleaxes, axes, or lances. But a sword was just a piece of metal. The wielder had to know how to use it in order for it to be effective. “And what is your name, Mr.?” “Humbert,” he said, giving a small bow. “Fire… or magic tricks of any sort aren’t allowed.” “I won’t need any magic,” said Scarlett, smiling.

Staying with the cat Evil Moon and this teacher as an old monster, he had become impure. At that time, Lu Fengzhu with a palace uniform was pretty and charming. She walked toward Ding Hao. The gift she presented to Ding Hao was a long magical sword. The long sword was crystal-like jade, four-fingers wide and 1.5 meters long. The surface of the blade was shining like waves. The sound of water could be heard faintly. As the Qi was inserted, the sword turned into a water light and it seemed to be shapeless. The sword was made of refined steel, around which a finger could wrap, and the sword was extremely sharp as it was shining like water light with the sword user's intention.

She comically commented. "Well, it's a pretty long story, and a complicated one too." "I'm not one to listen to long stories, especially ones that involve a Nephilim sword and a crested family member from North Angus." Alicia kept wondering what that term meant. Slejj referred to her sword as such, and now Lora was calling it that as well.

“Hmm? Well, if you’re interested, the first sword goes by Xyan, the Sword of Divinity. As for the second and third ones, they’re Xyan, the Sword of Benevolence, and Xenith, the Sword of Sovereignty… Empyrean was the fourth sword, I believe, and it’s the Sword of Might. The Sword of Nobility, on the other hand, is Titan, which is also the fifth sword.” “As for swords six and seven, both of them are the Swords of Love, Gwaine and Morgen. The eighth sword is the one you’re currently wielding, Fishgut, the Sword of Courage. If I remember correctly, the ninth one is called Jochem, the Sword of Solitary, and as for the final sword, it goes by the name of Charmella, the Sword of Elegance!” “Each of