Mugiwara Flag Novels & Stories

The horn of the big ship resounded, and Ginika found himself, tilting his head to uphold the majesty of the vessel. It was painted red, and on it was a white flag holding the head of a golden Dragon. It was the emperor’s official emblem and the national flag of the entire kingdom. “Excuse me,” Vera said as they walked passed a fat man who was crying and waving his handkerchief to a girl on the ship. The tears that were pouring out from his eyes made Ginika scowl in disdain. His father had told him that it was cowardice for a man to cry. In fact, back in the village, men who cry in front of women were perceived to be deranged, let alone those who cry in front of their children.

Her eyes are always working, scanning, plotting, I trust her brain more than I trust mine. Down below, boots scuff across packed dirt. Those Blood Fang banners? Black with a red fang tearing through, waving like they’re already celebrating. Dark Storm’s flag is there too, that deep red under Luca’s crest. Mira promised an army, and damn, she brought one. Enough to make a king sweat.

Standing behind one of the tall trees, Sasha peeked at the vast ground where a large number of tents were grounded in the ground, and in the middle, a huge double bell wedge tent stood high with Kastron's Flag flapping in the air right on top of it, that tent probably belonged to Ragnar. The sun rays were already slapping half of the tents, the night fury faded away and the moon had to die down so the sun could shine again. Many other flags along with the Walton Kingdoms flag were high in the air but lower than Kastron's Flag because the tent they were fixated over wasn't as huge as the one that belonged to Ragnar. It screamed who was the king.

It emphasized its long and scattering roots and wide trunk that reminded Cent of the Ygdrasil. Nature. It’s the pompous nature-dwellers aka the Ambivalent beings and their twitching ears that need some piercing. The last one and the dreariest was the one that belonged to the Malevolent beings. Its color was black with embroidery made of red threads. The pattern was a combination of thorns and flames that it formed a big image of a screaming human that was scratching its neck from anguish. Yep, totally the flag for the dark dwellers. Cent nodded her head as she observed the three flags that reminded her that the Tri-world Tournament was only weeks away. Her eyes shifted onto the flock of stud

said the Northern Emperor. Neela snorted coldly, "You're crazy." "Then we'll see what happens," the Northern Emperor said. After a brief pause, a large flag was thrown out with a wave of the hand. The overall black flag is embroidered with an ancient evil blood red totem resembling a strange-looking cow. This flag grew in size after being flung out of hand into the wind. It grew to be a hundred meters tall in an instant, spreading the sky and fluttering in the wind. There was a burst of energy on it.

Everyone shouted their findings, and quickly, the deck fell into a hushed silence. “The nine-clawed dragon is Regal Palace’s royal flag. Only the Palace Master has the power to raise this flag. Which means that the man himself is on board that ship right now!” The chief felt his body trembling as he said those words. “Are you kidding me?!” he exclaimed. If it was a regular flag, he might risk it for the five-hundred-million-dollar reward. After all, with all the Japanese forces here, Regal Palace might not retaliate, for fear of provoking the entire Japanese martial arts community.

Anyone who saw it could tell that it was an extraordinary item! Oskar held the small flag up and said, gently stroked his gray beard. "This is the Hardwood Supreme Green Flag. It is a superior-quality spiritual treasure that can control hardwood essence to assist in one's defenses. Those who wield this flag will be invulnerable. With the first wave of the flag, you'll be able to gather hardwood energy within a hundred-mile radius. With the second wave, the plant life all around you could be commanded to kill your enemies. It is a very valuable spiritual treasure, more so with its defensive properties!"

We couldn't yell to order the warriors, that's why we came up with a brilliant idea of flags. The yellow flag signified ; "COMMERCE WITH THE PLANNED FORMATION!" The bright red flag "ATTACK TO KILL AND SHOW NO REMORSE OR MERCY". The bright green flag "SECOND GROUP OF WARRIORS, FORM YOUR FORMATION AND ATTACK TO BACK UP THE FIRST GROUP." White flag "RETREAT, THE DEMON KING IS DEAD AND THE BLESSED MAIDEN IS NOW IN OUR CARE" Lastly the light blue flag "CHANGE YOUR POSITION, FORMATION AND WEAPONS."

he ordered. Ishida gave the commander a surprised look. “What are you planning to do with it?” “I suppose it will serve well as our new flag. From now on, the Medietan flag shall no longer fly above our land!” The commander grinned as he climbed up a pole, struck the old flag to the ground, and stuck Ishida’s banner in its place. “Where did you get the weapons to fight them, sir?” Ishida called. “Why, from the factories, young man,” the commander responded, climbing down the pole.