Noble's Slender Sword Farming Novels & Stories

"Riddhu, what are you doing?" Turning around she frowned at me, "I will tell you, only if you leave my hair." "You girls are so obsessed with your hair as if it's gold plated," I said leaving her braid. Even my precious seems hung up on her hair, pretty much all the time. "If hairs would have strawberries growing on them it would seem interesting but...." Namit was supporting me, was on my side but hearing about strawberries my already ravenous rats in my tummy started doing karate. I cut him off before adding, "Strawberries, damn! Why isn't the bell ringing? I want to have lunch." I cried. Anxiously I tapped my feet waiting for the peon to ring the bell so that my starving stomach could fin

“You say you have something that can send the Slaugh on its way to its next life?” “Yes, I do. It wasn’t easy to find, but it came with me from the old country. I’d almost forgotten I had it, but it’s still in good condition and holds the old magic still.” Nyree tapped the tiny sword on his hip. It didn’t matter the size. If the blade punctured a Fae’s skin, nothing would stop it from going to its next life. “This wasn’t a weapon of war, but a weapon used to meet out a grave punishment.”

Willow stood back and began to absorb the essence of all the fallen Slendermen. His eyes flashed red as his hair tuned white. He felt the runes etched and tattooed on his body awakening. “First tier of the Blood Born: Blood Knight.” Immediately, a scarlet broadsword appeared in his hand. The Slenderman lunged at him, and he sidestepped it, slashing at its legs. As it fell to the ground, he changed his position, smashing his feet into the thing’s face.

At the very least, he probably wouldn’t do anything too despicable… Regardless, now that they had agreed on that, both of them drew their weapons… While Yalinda was wielding a long, black whip, Levi had a longsword—that was manufactured by his family—in hand. Being an aristocratic family in Shontell, not only were the Homewoods well known for manufacturing excellent swords, but they were also famed for their swordplay. Time and again, the Homewoods’ swordsmanship had evolved for the better, and few were able to win against them. Due to that, they received fewer and fewer challengers by the year.

’ Dina thought. The magic swordsmen were as suspected the children that came after the marriage between the greatest archmage and knight—who was also the strongest swordsman of all. They all had eyes ranging from blue, green to purple. The bluest of eyes signified greatness with the sword, the greenest—greatness both in magic and the sword, and the purplest—greatness in magic. ‘Could he be dating…?’ “Thank you for your patronize and help your majesty, we are very grateful,” Genad said coolly with a bow whilst Feral who had finally managed to stabilize Paws who had been chasing the butterflies in the garden also joined in.

Usually, he would have a smile as wide as the moon, but today, he appeared to be distant. Reaching the table, I watched over all the men who were talking about the newly crafted sword. The sword did look beautiful. The butt of the handle was full silver metal with vine carvings coming up from the oak wood before a thick brown leather strap wove its way around the base. Along the blade itself, was the same vine carving with what looked to be writing. It was beautiful. As I neared closer, a few people began to argue about the price stating it was too much, but Father wasn't budging. He knew what he wanted and all that hard work was not going to be in vain. Whoever this buyer was, surely they w

"She did not come to me with paper contracts or political promises. She stood beside me in the mud when my core was bleeding. She bled for our mountain valleys while your capital hid behind marble walls!" Gideon unclasped the heavy iron sheath of his broadsword from his shoulder, drawing the massive blade with a sharp, resonant ring that filled the silent chamber. He held the broadsword horizontally over his head, channeling a sudden, massive surge of his Earth Seal kinetic magic into the steel. The blade ignited with a blinding, golden wildfire that illuminated every corner of the vaulted ceiling.

He had been deliberately manipulated into bidding higher, and the other party had essentially strong-armed him into overpaying. While 500 million meant nothing to him financially, he still felt the sting of being outmaneuvered. More importantly, after he had already revealed his identity and status, this person still refused to show him proper respect. That was something he simply could not tolerate. If every Tom, Dick, and Harry could come along and disrespect a family head whenever they pleased, then what was the point of his position? The next two items up for auction were both exceptional pieces. The first was a combat sword crafted using a special technique, clearly marked as requiring

" Tyga followed the direction that Bethany was pointing at—it was a life-sized knight modeled with armor made out of pure copper. Standing proudly, the knight held a shield in one hand and a sword in another. The sword was made of high-quality alloy steel, and the edges were so sharp that it could even split hairs. "That's very thoughtful of you, Honey." Shame washed over Tyga's face when he realized what Bethany's intention was. "I misunderstood you earlier and was a little harsh on you." Bethany retrieved the sword from the knight and solemnly handed it to Tyga. "I'll be waiting for your victorious return." "Yes."

The fairly small pommel is decorated with precious gems, fancy decorations for a fancy sword. Leela thought she saw the sword somewhere before but she couldn't remember where she saw it. She thought about asking Erza about the necklaces but she didn't want to ask too many questions. Four days later King Nolan set up a house carriage for Erza and Leela. The Lucky Kingdom was two days away they drove a carriage there.