Merlin Swords Novels & Stories

he shouted The old man didn’t say a word and through the pump of his staff, there goes a ring with a red-like gem on it… and a sword? The sword was estimated to be around 3 feet long. I believe it is what they call the Joyeuse sword. It was arguably the most powerful sword the man has ever crafted. It was made by Charlemagne, a Frankish king out of gold and gem-encrusted hilt, the blade was forged from the same ore and metal that made Durendal, a sword wielded and is also one of the deadliest in the world. Legend has it, that the sword was forged by the infamous blacksmith legend Galas, who took three years to complete. Legends also stated that it possesses the spirit of the

He raised the sword with his right hand to the sky. Avraam's relic sword weighed five kilograms and was also nearly two metres long, differing slightly from the sword currently in use. However, Brockley could even wield two swords at once in his right and left hands. After Avraam and Herbert's legacy swords were gilded together, it meant that the sword weighed ten kilograms. Brockley wielded the sword all the way from Glor Cave to Gloriston.

A part of her recognized him, and for reasons she couldn’t explain, it hadn’t felt like a betrayal to save him. “Why are you in my forest?” Lia asked, her voice sharp. “You’re far from home, pureblood.” His gaze flickered to the satchel lying beside him. He reached for it with slow, deliberate movements. “I came for the Heart of the Greykin.” Lia’s eyes widened, her heart skipping a beat. The **Heart**. The mythic artifact that had haunted her people’s legends for centuries. It was said to have the power to break the curse of the Greyskin—though no one truly knew where it was.

Minahil replied with a dazzling smile, making both of them laugh. Not delaying any further, Minahil went out. She had already placed Abraham's gift in the car. She had ordered a branded watch for him for she often saw him pocketing his watch. He had a weird habit of placing the watch in his pocket instead of wearing on his wrist. However, Minahil was adamant on having him wear her watch on his wrist.

" There must be a loophole, there is always one " " There may be one " " What is it ? " Celea asked exited to finally get to hear the answer to the question she always wanted to know " Your father's sword " " Do you mean the one he stabbed my father with ? " Celea asked referring to when the devil had stabbed her father right in front of her at the war " No, there is another one " " So where can I find it ? " " When the sun and moon will meet again, you will know the answer "

Day Seventeen The next morning when I wake up, I decide to let the boys sleep a little bit longer. I wouldn’t normally venture out on my own like this, but I just wanted some fresh air, and a little extra time to practice. Dawn had barely broken through by the time I got to the back of the lodge where I was only surrounded by our horses under a made up shelter, hay and an empty cart. It was kind of Corvu to get me a rapier to protect myself with. Buckling myself up properly I decide to unsheath it and practice my footwork, lunges and retreats. Corvu told me it was important to keep distance from my opponent but just as important to strike when the opportunity arises. The dry dirt makes small

“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

“Now, what did Jonathan write?” “Let’s see. Scepter equals Excalibur. Sword of Gryffindor rules. Mirror of Erised.” I squinted a little as I read the handwritten note. Isis shifted in my lap, turning to look at me, utterly confused. “I’m not sure I understand that. Why does Jonathan go from talking about Excalibur to Harry Potter? I mean, both are British, and Merlin is in both, though obviously only spoken of in Harry Potter.” Isis’s brow was furrowed as she tried to understand that strange way my friend’s mind works.

- They nodded. "Good! Then I'll tell you a bit more about them." - He smiled at them, but unknown for everyone he was analyzing them quite meticulously. "There are 4 'Holy Swords' that were created by my father. Among them Caliburn is with Arthur Pendragon, a sword so powerful it's capable of breaking space, due to that same trait its the sharpest, and strongest." - He started to explain. "Durandal, is a sword that is the embodiment of power and destruction. It's said that the sword at its max is capable of cutting any defense. The current wielder is Xenovia." - At the mention of that name, everyone was surprised.

He once again asked me to become his student. Before I could answer, Merlin revealed, “something that you should know about before you make your decision.” That “something” was the same golden sword I had seen in my previous dreams with Zephyr. I pointed that out, but Merlin simply looked to Arthur before stabbing himself in the heart in front of us.