Noble Slender Sword Farm Novels & Stories

He knew himself that he cant buy a good sword as he have to buy body tempering technique too with this little amount of money. As he tried to pick a sword he saw a beautiful black sword in the corner of rack, Theo mesmerized and uttered," what a beautiful black sword", suddenly from back he heard the word," isn't it beautiful, to sad the cultivator from whom i got the sword told me that this sword cannot cut anything, its dull sword". Suddenly as if deciding something Theo decide that he will take that sword. Theo walked out of the blacksmith shop shouting," Thank you, old man jiang"

"Ah, right. I bought this on my way home. Think you might like this." "I also gave half of that, just to let you know," Frank added. Opening the big thing that was covered with white clothes and a black ribbon, what he saw was a sight of a real sword. With his name carved on the shelf of the sword. “We think that it is time for you to have your own sword. A real one” “And not just any other sword. You know I even get friendly with many people just to make then create that one” leaning, Cielo whispered on Alex. “And that isn’t an ordinary sword, you see”

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.

Then, Weston burst into tears once again and was crying much worse than ever before. Lucas was delighted within himself. 'Isn't that just the Holy Metallic Huge Sword?' "Stop crying. I'll compensate one for you," Lucas slowly said. Naturally, Weston did not believe that Lucas would compensate him with another Holy Metallic Huge Sword and was still crying. 'Holy Metallic Huge Sword?' 'It is just a huge sword made from the Holy Metal.' Lucas activated the Points Mall in his mind and search through the weaponry column. In no time, he found a huge sword that suited Weston.

“Of course! She wanted to raise the swords!” “A sword is the king of soldiers. How much blade aura would be condensed if so many divine swords were gathered and buried inside the sword grave? It’d be simply unimaginable. And, the blade aura could help her raise a peerlessly divine sword!” Alex asked, “What kind of sword is that?” Lena said, “I heard my mother mention it before. Rumor has it that Saria Zomer’s plan to raise the sword was actually a success! The sword that she raised belonged to her brother-in-law. It’s called... the Godslayer!”

Alphonso's mindful comment brings Ridge to smirk as he continues to examine the weapon. "Good observation. Well, that sword is made from an underground silver stone, which makes it heavier and deadly against the enemies," Informs Ridge nonchalantly. Then, the Prince covers up the sword with its scabbard. "How about me? What can I help?" Genesis then raises her voice to asks the two gentlemen what role she could partake. "Genesis... please stay here..." Ridge's husky voice melts while pleading the Lady not to take part in this bloody mess. This scene has irritated Lady Ruby tremendously, making her eyes averts away from the two fastly.

There were four others who stood beside him that wore the same robes with the seal. Shifting his gaze to the group of people gathered around them, he saw his brother beside the stage with his mother. They were talking to a guy dressed in a military uniform but Kaylus couldn't pick up what they were conversing about. He noticed his brother was starting to feel irritated but he could see that Reymönd was trying his best to keep his composure. They were approached by a couple of nobles lead by an elderly woman with grey hair held up in a bun. She was wearing a violet overcoat and her neck was embraced by a scarf made of white fur. As she held her hand, it showed a ring with an eagle symbol on i

When he finished speaking, Kirou looked at Bladesmith with a raised eyebrow. It was only now that Bladesmith realized why the armor on Kirou seemed so strong. It was made from the overlord of the northern swampland along with the elites of many races in there as secondary materials. Nodding his head, Bladesmith opened his mouth, "Since you got bones, you can leave 'em with me and I'll make you some claws and other weapons out of them if you have no plans on using them yourself."

Zane looks at the gear and walks forward to the counter and asks, "what's this? Can you explain it to me? I'm a new shopper." "This is the finest craft I have. Magic infused armor that uses your mana to provide a physical defense. And this sword is 'Mronie'. Crafted from the finest metal anyone can find, which is 'Prijon', it's infused with magic as well to make it lighter," the shopkeeper explained thoroughly and politely. "Does he even have any Gold or silver to pay for all that?" Clarissa asked Lucia. "I'm not sure as well," Lucia bluntly said. "If he doesn't have any, looks like we'll have to pay for it ourselves," Lucia added.

There were several diamond beads fixed into his braids and they dazzled with his every move. His eyes were purple, and he looked dashing with a chiseled face, long nose and peach colored lips. He held a enormous black sword with a zig-zag edge. Various precious stones were embedded in the blade. The name of the blade was written in a foreign language. "What's the name of that sword?" Lisa asked with interest. Collen took the list of Lisa's question. "That would be answered in the next lesson." he declared and put down the paper. "Gosh!" Lisa groaned in frustration.