Nobles Equipment Novels & Stories

The future looked bright and hopeful to me. However, I waited for him that night at the restaurant from 8:00 pm until midnight, when the place had to close for the night. And yet, Vernon never appeared. He had sent someone over to deliver a bunch of 99 red roses and a matching set of precious ruby jewelry to me worth millions of dollars, but they felt so cold to me, like they were mocking me. The next morning, I saw him making the headlines in the news. "Top Mafia Boss Spotted Welcoming Girlfriend at Airport Last Night".

Otheric is sitting on the bed, back against the wall, emptying the contents of the Rei's canteen. "Alright, I'm good," the young noble stood up, stretching his leg. "How about you?" He looked at the drow. "I am ready," answered Otheric. Minos strapped his shield on his left arm and grabbed his sword with his right. "Awesome. They've probably seen those dead drows by now, so we don't need to sneak about. "Once we give Cassana her--" the young noble looked around and realized something was missing. "Wait a minute..."

Fred was so excited that he was going crazy, "This is impossible, how is this possible? Could it be that someone has spent more money than me?" Leonard Grey is not addicted to games, but he does play occasionally. Fred held the mouse and looked for this person named 'Co' on the leaderboard, but he couldn't find it. Finally, he went to the website to search for this person's leaderboard and clicked on her equipment. In desperation, this person was actually dressed in orange. The equipment in this game is divided into five levels. The golden equipment is the god equipment, which is difficult to obtain, then the purple equipment, the orange equipment, the blue equipment, and finally the white e

The only reason I remained standing on my feet was because Niole walked over to me and pulled me in for a hug. "We are doing all we can for the both of them. I am not going to let them go without a fight of my own," Nicole reassured me and I knew that she would do everything she could. She was, after all, the best doctor in the pack and that's why so many people wanted to see her. She had even stitched up a rogue or two for her son before Jayson let the rogue go under the promise that they wouldn't be caught anywhere near our land again. It was a strange system, but something about it worked because we rarely saw rogues around our territory.

Huh? Nathan took out a lot of equipment continuously. "This is a brass knuckle, it protects your hand and hurts your opponent a lot when you punch them. This electric rod will inflict severe pain and render one unable to fight for 30 minutes upon touching the human body, use it with your insulated skin tight battle suit. This is a teeth protector, it can be used to protect your teeth." Holding the pile of equipment in her hands, Hilda was puzzled for a while before she realized what was going on. Nathan knew that he couldn't stop her, so he decided to find some better equipment for her instead. That way, she wouldn't be at a disadvantage when fighting outside.

Their backs were equipped with perilous weapons: two silver firearms for Jace and a black stout sword for Kaizer. "Mister! You look so freezing cold! Try this blue potion I personally made, it will warm you...." "This city is popular for my invisible ink..." "Buy one and you'll take three of my dunking balls..." “If you don’t want to be a goblin’s supper, try this charm…”

I said before swallowing the piece of raw meat in my mouth, then picking up a wild berry and eating it slowly. Just then, Derek suddenly slammed a heavy leather pouch down onto the table in front of me. The mouth of the bag fell open, revealing more than a dozen high-grade moonstones inside, their cold glow catching the light. “Take it,” he said, looking down at me from above, his tone condescending. “Consider it payment for the years you spent serving me. Go and get yourself some decent clothes, so you don’t embarrass me here. Even if I never marked you, that doesn’t mean you have to live like some stray dog no one wants.”

~Rich kids have it all~. This situation reminded him of times when other cadets from aristocrat families used to show-off their Soul-Armas in front of others. Creed also wanted one, but he never had a chance to, until now. He looked inside his mind-palace to see what this 'Bone-Scythe' really looked like. "Dear God! ..." Creed peeked at the weapon inside his mind. "This thing is like a weapon from medieval times ... so fucking beautiful!" "Use it only when absolutely necessary," Luna warned him. "It shall materialize whenever you want it to. Though it's very strong but still disposable. And it's yours now."

But her aura and magic said she pointed her out as a white I shrugged in answer. Nub reached into her scarf and pulled out a gleaming silver hairpin. The hairpin grew into a long spear before my eyes, and Nub detached it into two in one swift motion. The first part was in the shape of a scythe, curved, while the second has a pointed end and its tip sharp. I gasped, eyeing the weapons with awe and lust. I wanted something like this too, and it looked just as impressive as the silver broadsword I saw in Thabiti’s some minutes ago.

I texted back, "I'll meet you there. Need to make a stop first." There was a client in that area, a contact who supplied me with black-market hunter gear. Silver rounds, blessed blades, vials of wolfsbane... all the necessary tools of the trade. The sun dipped low as I reached the back entrance of the nondescript shop. A dingy neon sign blinked overhead, but inside, the place was a treasure trove of death-dealing equipment. I changed quickly in the backroom. Black leather pants, a tight tactical vest over a long-sleeved thermal, and steel-toed boots.