Loyal Knight Block Tales Novels & Stories

This was the first topic that had me hooked for real. “Indeed, the Knight system operates uniquely compared to conventional leveling structures. The rank of a knight isn't solely determined by their level. It's entirely plausible for a knight to be at a higher level, such as 100, and still retain the rank of a common knight despite possessing significantly superior bodily attributes and a larger aura quantity compared to average knights.” "Conversely, an individual at a lower level, say 50, might attain the esteemed status of an Honor Knight based on other exceptional qualities or achievements rather than their numerical level alone.”

He then pulled out two halves of a shield to attach on his forearms and stood in front of the young which as she maintained her portal. Palio flies up to the ceiling and released a devastating chain of red lightning waves, only for it to be blocked by the knight’s shield. The knight kneels and jumps to Palio to slash off the stone sitting on the witch’s crown. " No,” Palio says. Her body and face soon begin to perform cracks of green energy pouring out of her. As the knight grabs the stone, he threw it to April G, who managed to catch with one arm while holding the infant in the other.

he covered his mouth. “You are just not smart enough,” Taegen smirked. The knight clenched his fists and called the Leonus, “Attack him!” Taegen placed the swords in front of him, ready to fight them. It was faster than he thought. The Leonus jumped on him and made him fall on the floor. He let out a loud groan when it touched his chest with its sticky paws. The pain and the anger gave him enough strength to slam the crossguard of his sword into the creature’s eyes. It screamed and had a hard time walking. It bumped on the knight and both stumbled on the floor. One screaming because it couldn't see and the of the groaning because of the burns.

He drove the gold blade forward, a clean, efficient thrust that ended the man’s life, his body a crumpled, broken heap on the cavern floor. The loyalists froze, their eyes a wide, panicked sea of terror. They had heard the stories, the legends, the whispers of a weapon that could cut through anything, a blade that was the bane of gods and men alike. But they didn’t believe it. They hadn’t understood. Now, they did.

"To use me for my skills and resources. While filling his heart with the same things you told me. When did that start? When did you start creating fake promises to me?" Anthony stood there for a moment. He took in the scene. He took in every word he heard and let it spin in his head before grabbing hold of it and piecing it together. He gulped deeply before clearing his throat to speak. "I don't...I don't remember. He told me about these knights... he read me stories.. very young age..." "It's been a while." Anthony nodded hastily, guiltily. "Yeah. It has...years...I promised him—"

It is so rare of him to tell me a piece of himself and I don't want anything, not even the sound of my breathing, to distract him. “You see, he's angry at the world. My father made him that way and no amount of loyalty that I show him would make him change.” He was staring at nothing, it seemed like his mind had traveled somewhere else. His eyes are full of stories that are yet to be uncovered (if he allows me to) “And you…” Suddenly, his eyes turned to me. “If my brother ever approaches you, never talk with him. Okay!” He says firmly, touching our forehead together. I wanted to argue that there is no way his brother would seek me out willingly but his tone made me clamp my mouth shut. “Prom

He always says this is our pack, not his. “Oh look, my Beta is here,” he calls out, and I frown. He had never addressed me like this before. “Fill me in on the details. What was the problem at the border?” he motions to follow him to dad’s office. I sit down and tell him everything I’ve discussed with the rogue: my suspicions and plans. We appoint a team to search their pack land. The family lunch goes as it usually goes, I sit with Clara, Gabriel’s oldest, and she explains every new technique she learned in school training. She is nine years old; she is a fighter and a princess. As she puts it: a warrior princess.

The day he went with her to the wedding and the night when he had saved her, he was her knight in shining fangs_ Fangs because he is a vampire. Was he really protecting her all along? He was acting like an older brother to her; one who can’t bear to watch her get hurt, not even the slightest. But why would he do that? He doesn’t even know her. And maybe she mistook his actions for something else and now because of that, they had to end things this way.

He turns around to us, he is just a natural perdson but he has countless tentacles. " Oiraik Adonis... " That's our language? Then he noticed that Kyle is here too. " Emksoiro Kyle! Kib kadeik uiutit! " " Ughmm-- Alexia, Do you understand him? " Red asked me. " No! " I coldly said. Then Adonis went near me. " Oiraik means master. He welcomes Prince Kyle for being home again. " Adonis translated that to us. " He is Levi. His humble servant of the Reign Books. Reign Books are a sanctum of Royal blood's powers. "

Kael remained quiet after what the knight said. “I once served him. To be honest, I hated King Muradin more than him.” The grand knight said. “Then why are you doing this? You could just help me kill him.” Kael grunted. Grand Knight Bryle laughed and said, “He’s my king now, kid. And I was given orders. A knight is loyal to the crown.” The banner man suddenly turned to the grand knight. “It’s only one mile now towards Casterfall, sir. Soon, we will be entering the dark woods.”