Magic And Knights Novels & Stories

My neck screams in pain from the long hours of bending from sketching and spending a couple of hours burying my nose in the laptop. I moved my neck side by side with a grimace, and then the elevator door opened. My heart thudded strongly against my will at the sight of the man who magically appeared in front of my eye. Although seeing him in the workplace doesn't seem like magic, it appears that way to me because Gray Westmore is like a magical creature. I am convinced that he had that power to make me weak, his gaze alone made my skin tingle and made my heart race with excitement despite my brain telling me to stop. “Get in” It wasn't a plea but an order and for some reason, I obeyed.

They had built all the houses by the time we got back that afternoon but the other two villages would need houses to live in also. I've also asked Knight Joss to gather anyone who can perform magic and taught them how to make the bricks and roof tiles. Those who can use and perform magic in this world are few but everyone has magic, it's just dormant to most people. Most of those who can still use magic are nobles because most nobles choose to marry those who have strong magic aptitude but even in noble families, the magic aptitude is also getting lower and lower. It was also because of this very reason, I was engaged to Stefan.

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

The only difference was that we were aware of it. As soon as the duo had told us about the magic, I had hoped it meant we didn't have to throw anyone out and that it wasn't as bad as I had originally thought. It was a bit much for me to hope, but it would have been nice if that had been the case. "As such, we can't trust anyone," Maverick said. Confused about the sudden turn in the conversation, I asked, "What do you mean?" Jason was the one to answer. "If whoever cast the magic could do it on several servants, who's to say that the knights wouldn't also be targeted."

Although Aeternum were already on the development of modernizations, Aeternum still have the Knights and Wizards, that is the common troop of Fantasma, the Knights is a categorization of peoples that were able to utilize their physiques to the optimum, infusing magic to their weapons and even far more stronger than any normal being, kinda like a superhuman, knights are fairly common, but still the average was every 5 people there will only be one Knight, Also Knight doesn’t only means necessarily a ‘Knight’, Fantasma is a fantasy world of sword and magic, Knight is just a classification of the special class of people that have more of the physical type of super power, the classes inside of K

BLAR! There was another explosion accompanied by screams of pain from the direction of the gate. There were several footsteps hastily toward the gate. It looked like the knights guarding the Brighton Mansion area had already headed in front of the gate to prevent any intruders from entering by force. Even so, Edmund could feel a strong magic power near the gate. In all likelihood, the knights would not be able to last longer in battle. The Brighton family's knights did have the power of magic swords using aura, but their level of magic power was still low. If they had to face sorcerers, it would be difficult for them to win. "Edmund, what is this?" Draco asked, matching his pace with Edmund'

I asked, sitting on the edge of Zenith's bed. "Tell us the one about the brave knight and the magical forest!" Zendaya exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "Ah, the brave knight and the magical forest. A classic," I said with a smile. I cleared my throat and began the tale. "Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there was a brave knight named Sir Cedric. Sir Cedric was known throughout the kingdom for his courage and kindness. One day, the king called upon him for a special mission. The magical forest, which protected the kingdom, was in danger. A dark sorcerer had cast a spell, causing the trees to wither and the animals to flee."

The knight who had bowed spoke, low and curt, “I am Tristan, the master of the guard.” He didn’t seem much older than she was, maybe in his twenties, but his eyes looked aged in battle. “We have heard a lot about you. I look forward to seeing your skills for myself. However, that is not what brought us here,” Tristan's colored gaze bore into her. “The Magicae Book has gone missing, and whoever took it was trained with skills taught here at the academy. We have reason to believe it is here. The librarian has said that the thieves were young, from what she could tell.” “I thought she knew it all. I’m surprised she didn’t hand you the names.”

Did I miss something important here? Without any further delay, we had knights protecting our rickety carriage. After hours of moving, we finally got to the Royal palace which covered the space of the regular sized packs. Just how huge was this palace? The knights got some healers to tend to me the moment we got into the palace gates. They used magic to heal me? I had only ever heard of magic in tales, but I hadn't met werewolves that possessed magical abilities like healing or whatnot. Though my wounds couldn't heal completely according to them because of how weak my body was currently. I guess, the potency of their healing magic still depended on the victim somewhat.

Luna's blood magic surged forward, slicing through the air with deadly precision. I twisted and turned, my reflexes strained, as I attempted to parry Luna's attacks. The knight's sword, though unfamiliar in my hands, became an extension of my will to survive and to stop Luna's madness. Yet, Luna's attacks were overwhelming, each strike a calculated effort to wear down my defenses.