Mors Mihi Lucrum Sword Novels & Stories

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.

the old man asked. "I will hold the sword inverted with both hands gripping the blade. The pommel and crossguard will act as an impact point. Mordhau." William says with confidence. The old man is impressed by William's answer and replies with a wager on who will win. William took on the offer and bet for Eldric. He gave the gold pouch he got from Lenato, and the old man bet with the earning he got from selling his ale.

“So… Kronos. Who exactly are you? Why were you so sure about the Spirit Sword King’s sword?” “You don’t need to know.” He replied and nudged his glasses. Right, that doesn’t prove he’s stronger than Kuroyuki Shiroha. “If you had some more advanced, more powerful weapons, why did you gave me junk? Are those even junk?” “Two double-edged swords, a broad-axe, and two longswords. Right… even though they are junks, the weapons you broke costs you 3.6 million CIC. ‘Once broken, consider sold’, I believe you need to pay me the money for the compensation.” (CIC is the money value for Central Imperial Island, also the most expensive money.)

"For you, the sword may be a lie, the power that came with it, may be a lie. But it was a lie that was necessary to keep this kingdom strong. The power of the Varinian dynasty comes from Markelus' triumph against Eon. And it rests on that sword. Without it, without that lie, that illusion, the dynasty would collapse, the monarchy would collapse, the kingdom would collapse. "The Varinians are doing everything they can to recover that sword. I am here under orders from the Prince of Zephyrus. And he is offering fifty-thousand marks to anybody who could help me find it. Now, I can tell that you're not somebody who is motivated by money, you have ideals, and I like that about you. But imagine wh

He clasped the hilt tightly and declared in 'lease', "Daemonium Venator: Gladius Obumbratio." His sword began to hum loudly, the originally 2 metres long sword grew longer, becoming almost twice its previous length. It also grew larger, as the thin sword now looked like a large cleaver. Its blade was engulfed entirely in fire, its screams like the cry of a rising phoenix. James' aura went through a drastic change just like his sword. He grew larger, making Morgana who was held in his left arm look more like a doll figurine than an actual human being.

“Can you tell me what weapon it is?” Alba asked. “It’s a sword,” David replied. “What’s its name?” “Evil-Splitting Sword!” “Evil-Splitting Sword? What a good name! Can you open it and let me have a look? Don’t worry, I don’t want you to use it as collateral. I just want to see if it is worth the price. If the Evil-Splitting Sword can prove your strength, I can let you enter the auction without asking for anything as collateral,” Alba said.

"Let's find you a more worthy opponent this time. Sigurd!" The giant slowly made his way to stand in front of Brand, his great longsword held loosely in his massive hand. The newcomer took up his own blade and nodded once. Rather than striking immediately, the two large men circled each other taking each other's measure. Sigurd tired of the waiting first and struck a blow. Brand seemed to parry it easily, but from that moment, the fight was on.

Then he grabbed a belt another soldier was holding and unsheathed a longsword. Scarlett had never seen one close up, but she knew its name. Most of the women in Karai used smaller swords, poleaxes, axes, or lances. But a sword was just a piece of metal. The wielder had to know how to use it in order for it to be effective. “And what is your name, Mr.?” “Humbert,” he said, giving a small bow. “Fire… or magic tricks of any sort aren’t allowed.” “I won’t need any magic,” said Scarlett, smiling.

He means a debt intentionally increasing so as to make paying it off impossible. "How much does she owe? I'll pay double," the Dark lord said. "Am I really worth three million dollars?" I asked myself, What did I have except for normal asses, boobs, and a pussy that would prompt the Dark Lord to pay three million dollars and more? "You've been promoted." There was a heavy dose of sarcasm in Antonio’s tone, I didn’t know when I started laughing hard. What did he promote me to? The Dark Lord's whore? I would rather strip than do that.

asked Kariya with a smile. “Draw your sword!” screamed Luese holding up the Sun Saber. Kariya drew the Doom Giver, which he got from Lena after she beat the guardian and met Luese in the middle of the room. The Doom Giver was pure black, with red rubies and a ghost on the hilt. Both combatants moved at incredible speeds slashing and striking each other. “The Doom Giver! Why are you collecting the swords?” “It’s my part of the Grand Design.” Said Kariya jumping backward.