Novels About Knights Novels & Stories

(Major Fontana) Knight Division is a little bit like a neutral faction in the Aeternum Military division as all of it’s member were mostly made up with the education of a true knighthood that originates from the early nobility education, so in terms of relation they were a little amiable and in friendly terms to the haughty and high standard Air Force.

In a real emergency, a knight can be deployed faster than a hundred soldiers, so a few militia are enough to maintain order and prevent beasts. This is also the reason why Baron Lorient firmly believes that after the 'Fireball Technique' has caused casualties and chaos, one Knight leading the troops is enough to defeat the enemy. But he forgot Christine. The image of the knight found online and the knight's armour in this book are thicker and more defensive.

"May, don't tell me... you already..." How can it be?! She's still a kid! "N-no, not yet." Looking at me with a straight face, May shook her hand wildly. "The male lead in the book is a swordmaster, just like the crown prince. The crown prince is the commander of White Eagle Knights. They are the best knight order in the empire, second only to the Paladin Knights." I frowned slightly when she suddenly brought up the story about Alistair's knighthood. "The Crown Prince is such an amazing man."

However, the knights will never give their accepted hereditary goods, since time immemorial, to those who have always done evil by using black magic on humans. Most of them are the ones who always do evil and also often kill the human race for their food (dracula and werewolves). The human race itself is divided into two groups. The hunters—those who hunted and killed dracula and werewolves—and knights—were those from prominent families and kingdoms—who were tasked with killing witches using swords they had received from previous knights.

' The three knights thought. "I'm sorry sirs for bothering you. The lady just got surprised after waking up in a strange place." James answered them. The lower-rank knights just nodded their heads since they couldn't do anything to him because he was a noble unlike them they were just a commoner who became knights. They looked at him with disgust even when they went out of his tent. And because of that, a rumor was born. The extremely handsome and dignified man violated a lady who was a commoner. After the knights went out, he pulled back the lady from his arms.

The two of us took a step back, avoiding the raging creature before knights turned their attention to attacking us once again, protecting the lion who kept his eyes on Elijah. The man’s body rose to the air, freezing completely as if turning to stone before that stone exploded. My heart raced against my chest as the key landed around the lion’s neck once again. Natalia’s hands shook as she looked at the ‘stone’ that broke before it turned to a knight, one like the others who had their swords extended toward us, ready to attack. “These knights are all people who died?” Natalia asked, “these games did not just start now.” “They have been going on for centuries, dimwit.” Riya said, glaring dagg

Nighttime and drowned in his world the gaint didn't realize a small figure running through the dark, from the opposite side of the alley, right towards him. ~ BAM~ The phone went down on the street with a loud clank sound, which was once in the hands of the gaint just mere seconds ago. The clash between that small figure and gaint caused both of them to fall hard to the ground. "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL... "

With the army's attention drawn towards the berserker, Kent sneaked towards the city while the marines and knights screened the charging soldiers. He made his way on what was left of the makeshift bridge and a broken barricade. The sight of dead civilians was too unsettling for a knight to see as it breaks every rule and code made by their founder. The Knights’ Code states that for every innocent and defenseless who died in the battle between the knights and their enemies, a prayer of peace must be offered in order to allow the innocent to pass into the heavenly realm. Sadly, there was little time to mourn the dead as he moved through the streets – passing through several soldiers of the New

A baby wailed in a burning cradle until silence swallowed it whole. Three dozen Royal Knights—the finest warriors of the southern territory—arrived on griffin-back, blades drawn, magic flaring. They lasted seven minutes. Lightning struck their beasts from the sky. The witches toyed with them. Aldrian smashed through shields and bone like a demon from the pits of forgotten hells. One knight crawled, bloodied and sobbing, toward a broken scepter of communication—but his head was torn clean off before he reached it. The forest swallowed the screams, the smoke, the cries.

Gwen said, her eyes sparkling with barely hidden amusement. "Yes," Charles confirmed enthusiastically. "A manuscript from the... uh... sixteenth century. Very rare. About... knights." Sixteenth century? Knights? Even I knew medieval knights came from much earlier. "How interesting," I managed, taking a long sip of my drink. Gwen shot me a look that clearly said, "what crap did you bring here?" and I couldn't blame her.