Merlin Swords Novels & Stories

The brilliant golden radiance enveloped him, enduring, unyielding, and powerful. Pearlo swung his sword 13 times, but he could not break through the golden radiance. Logan retaliated, hitting the ancient sword 13 times, each punch heavier than the last. The sword buzzed and shuddered as if it couldn't take more hits. "Lambini is the second most famous sword of Pearl Hall. It is more powerful than Boltair. Yet, it could not harm his body. Is High Master Pearce at the Great Diamond Grade as well?" wondered Lady Pheasant with shock.

It was as if her mind could move freely in this storeroom which must have been about 30m2, as it was about the size of the living room of his parents' house, and there were all kinds of things stored here. There was a lot of clothing, some for training and some casual, weapons, mostly swords but not only, there were also daggers and axes, silver and gold coins, a lot of gold coins, and as she wondered how much money that could represent she immediately received the answer in her mind, 35 670 gold coins and 430 silver coins. Damn, she thought, this ring was awesome and Steven didn’t seem to be short on resources. There were also books and everything to study, and then they were jars with some

Tilting her head to one side as she watched him, Lynnette gave a rather puzzled, “we tried swords already. What are you up to?” “Well,” Fenryn began as he held the sheath out in front of him. Slowly he pulled out the sword within it and peered at it intently. “It is obvious normal weapons will do nothing, but this blade has silver mixed in with iron.” He continued. Lynnette gave an even more perplexed look. “I don't understand what that has to do with anything at all.” She said with an unimpressed tone to her voice. She looked at the blade rather carefully. It seemed like a normal sword to her, though she could indeed see that there was silver mixed in with the iron. To her, the idea of mixi

I reach forward to try to remove the sword from Embyr's hand when I hear Merlin say "Not her sword, his." And that's when I see it. Forming from smoke and flame a shining sword glowing white and covered in jewels trying to materialize. "I don't have enough power to lend him. But you, especially now that you are joined," her eyes land on his family seal on my neck. "You have the power to help him." "Send your shadows into him." "How?! I.."

Behind him floated five swords, Excalibur Family, Durendal, Gaia, Tyrfing and Harpe. "You only know that the 10 swords are incomparably sharp, but you don't know that the 10 swords have the bloodline of the Inuit. Only the Inuit can activate these 10 swords." Isaac laughed out loud. A black aura surged out from his entire body and covered Devin and his wife in an instant. The 2 of them then flew backwards. Seeing this scene, Herbert, Aldrich, the old guys from the Washington and Evans families attacked at the same time.

Even if ordinary magical equipment is not used, it will reach the end of its life in about a hundred years, so it is simply not affordable for ordinary nobles. Christine herself was equipped with a magnificent knight's sword. This ancestral long sword was forged with the addition of rare metals such as mithril, and its use by a member of the legal profession will not affect spellcasting. It is also engraved with a 'sturdy' magical array, equivalent to a +2 attribute weapon. The sword is said to cost 2,000 gold coins. There are also a few spell scrolls that can be brought along to make up for the lack of spells.

He looked pretty decent for Cent who was used to him wearing his tattered robe as if it was already his second skin. He scratched his hair that was blown by the strong wind that whipped the House of Lamentation all year long. “That’s a pretty hard request.” He jumped from the railing and closed the distance between them. Merlin looked down at her, the silver lining of his red iris gleamed like stars tucked inside his smiling orbs. “But I will do it still. And I am far too deep to withdraw.”

Nobody did a free job anymore because everything was a business. “Just like how you wanted them to be.” He gestured to the two black briefcases on the crates. In the first briefcase were dual short swords made of pure silver. It had a long line of engraved words “There was no victory without sacrifices” on the blade. She tested the short swords with several movements. The balance was just right for her. Everything on the swords is just like how she requested it to be. Her signature red gem on the hilt. Mira set down the swords back into the briefcase before reaching the next briefcase. A set of six hunting knives.

It's barely bright enough to light up the palm I hold it in, but it's there, a steady golden light that looks like it's pulsing against my palm. A whisper loud enough that I can hear it rings through the clearing. "Heir of the Golden Blood." Merlin looks and sounds both awed and scared. The killing intent she was bearing a while ago seems to have evaporated totally and all I can do is look from her to my pendant in confusion. "What?" Merlin steps back and drops to one knee.

I retorted, “I'm hoping he won't lay a finger on her or I'll truly kill that bastard.” “What if she decides to be with him?” Alpha Vargus reasoned out, “I mean you practically killed her son a day ago.” “She won't,” Bruno announced, “I know Melonie won't betray us for any reason.” “Bruno, what do you know about Ashera?” I asked, facing Bruno, “We were told to find Ashera before Alastor lay his hands on it.” “It's an extremely powerful ancient sword, named after the first Ancient Lycanthropic dragon to become a dragon, a god. It was said that anyone who wields the swords would possess powers he shouldn't have and control what he shouldn't be able to control,” Bruno announced.