Modern Knight Novels & Stories

Somebody whom I should be able to trust with my life and yet respect? A maid now came out practically at once, sliding rocket-like over the hall. She curtly bowed, then spoke. Your Highness, the knight is called and is waiting on you. I breathed deeply and got myself straight as Rowan leaned his head. The seconds passed, and with each stroke of the clock they seemed immeasurably long. Then, the door opened.

And it was Roman Knight. The richest man in the capital. If he wanted to find her, he’d probably do it before she reached the next city. She was stuck. And for now, she’d just have to deal with it. She’d subconsciously stereotyped the owner of the voice, expecting an attractive woman with a lot of makeup and long nails wearing a very tight and revealing outfit, but what she didn’t expect was that she couldn’t have been farther from the truth. The woman she met instead was probably a supermodel, and if she wasn’t then she very well could be.

What! Mortals? Going to hell? Yang Xiao almost choked with laughter when he heard those words. He was a firm materialistic person. He did not believe in God, mortals, or hell. "Aren't you also a mortal? Go to hell now!" Yang Xiao glared at him, held his Dragon's Wrath Sword, and rushed forward. Obviously, the Knights of the Holy Court were different from other knights in Europe. Not only were the Holy Knights of the Holy Court equipped with light armor for their guards, but even their mounts and horses were also equipped with good saddles and equipment that could cover an area of more than 80% of the horse's body.

He has bestowed the name ' Anderson ' after his teacher, Andrew Channing who was the head knight of Light Armada. The Claramay's knights are divided into two. Light Armada and Night Renegades. Light Armada is a knight squad that protected the Claramay's out in the open while Night Renegades are the ones who protected them in the shadows. Even if these quadrants belong to the same house, they do not get along with one another.

A rather conventional division appropriate for the uses in this fantasy medieval era world, it was a division that born from my ideas, after all, I don’t want Aeternum military forces to be fully modernized, all wearing rifles and firearms all the way. The knight that uses swords arts, and the Wizards that uses magics need to stay and continued to be developed in Aeternum no matter what. Beside to me, it was something that is always I wanted to push and experiment, to see just how far it can go, and if the modern technology and knowledge and propel this class of people to another different height. So far, I believed that only Aeternum Military has an advanced Knight related research and know

They should be crawling on the ground and unable to move. "Surprised? This is the result of modern human technology." Conrad had followed me somehow. The two guys who fired the arrows were completely fine now, standing guard beside him. They flicked their sleeves and showed off the two small crossbows they had, one on each arm. I could even see the intricate designs on them. It definitely wasn't something ordinary. So typical of the Knightly family. Such holy relics could be used casually by the subordinates. "What did you do to them?"

CHAPTER 1 The Knights MC The Knights Motorcycle Club is made up of 18 guys retired from special forces, thier name is Knights MC. Due to their love of motorcycles and wanting to continue the team mentality like they had when they served, the club was born. They have three teams of six men each. They call them teams A, B, and C. Team A has Prez, Scribe, Cash, Doc, Chopper, and Data on it. Team B includes VP, Soldier, Rocket, Patch, Edge, and Hacker. Team C has Radar, Tracker, Ace, Navy, Jammer, and Gamer on it.

A cluster of Gideon’s knights emerged from the edge of the hall, their armor polished, their movements sharp even here. One of them—broad-shouldered, scar slanting across his brow—lifted his goblet. “We are not poets. We are not courtiers. We are knights. And this man—our Commander—” His voice carried, pride woven through every syllable, “—is the reason most of us still draw breath.” Murmurs rippled, softer this time, respectful.

Gavin frowned. "He said we're just going to find the princess." Their eyes widened when they heard. "Princess?" They asked at the same time, Gavin nodded. "I'll explain later, but what does that person say that you just have to play to find Sera?" Zera said. He was really confused and didn't think that the people he met earlier were willing to kill. Nash and Clayton looked serious. "You are wrong Zera. This game he is talking about is not only about finding her, this game is about killing." Clayton said. Zera gulped at what she heard and the men clenched their fists.

There are three types of Knights in the association: (1) the High Knights who were the ones closest to the royal family of the Laera Kingdom; (2) the warriors, the Knights who received missions from the High Knights through the Head of the Knights Association, and; (3) the mentors, who mold the Knights for three years into strong, capable warriors. Major Dylan watched horrified as his students charged at the water clone. Leon created dozens of his own which dog piled the Aidan water clone. Sophia, Zain, and the real Leon ran around the wiggling mass of magic clones and shot towards the real Aidan holding him captive.