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We were so close to getting her and walking out of here, without there being any bloodshed. Those chances were gone, the only way out now was by kicking the ass of a hundred-if not more- vampires. ”Did they say when this war would be starting? We are hired ourselves to find the best of the best for our client,” Lydia said, her voice changed and she was sounding almost mature. A smirk crept up on Genevieve's face as she looked at her wristwatch. ”In less than forty-eight hours,” She said with a pleased smile and an exhale. She was happy about this, about the Knights being killed.

I pass the key to him and stumble forward when I hear the ear-piercing crushing sound coming from the second floor of the mansion before me. "For how long?" I make a panic sound, and for the first time in my life, I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. "Since he has returned home, which couldn't be more than half an hour, ma'am." The guard sounds concerned, and I follow him, matching his steps as he hurries toward the mansion. Climbing the small staircase, we reach the door when the man says, "I tried Sir Logan and Eleanor and other people's numbers, but they didn't pick up the call. Maybe they didn't hear the ring. You gave me your number last time you came with Ms. Brooklyn for project wo

I have to get out of here, I gave them two round house kick and they are at the floor and I ran to my room but there were 5 more men waiting for me. I have to do thus, I won't give up. So I took my fighting stance and started with the nearest one, gave him a straight long kick and then the second one came, I just blocked his punch and punched him hard on his nose. God he is bleeding. After that all three came together and I gave them punches and kicks and soon they were also on floor.

Enough to keep her mother safe, to keep them both alive, and if possible happy, and provided with the most basic necessities. Even though, it seemed to be risky. It truly seemed that she didn’t have a choice. Slowly, she exhaled. “Fine,” she said quietly. “I’ll, I’ll try it.” Neither of them knew that a single decision would change Aria’s life forever. Because somewhere across the city, Roman Knight, the most powerful man in the capital, was about to walk into Sapphire Club.

The sound was low, constant—a hum that felt alive. Adrian approached the console beside it. The interface flickered to life, his old logo flashing for a moment before collapsing into static. KNIGHT SYSTEMS // ACCESS DENIED He cursed under his breath and typed a new override. The screen glitched again, then steadied. A cascade of data scrolled past, unreadable symbols and fragments of code—and in the middle of it, one phrase repeated over and over: SOVEREIGN IS AWAKE SOVEREIGN IS AWAKE SOVEREIGN IS AWAKE

They were moving in an unsteady motion. He already has an idea about what is happening with his friend but he chose not to ask first. He continued shaking him ,harsher than his previous force. Clayton held his wrist hardly before he paused and stared back at him for some moments. Then he blinked for a few times. He shook his head and relaxed himself.

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The royal family has the excess to order royal knights but in the case of Black knighthood it is different. On the other hand Black knight operates under me , taking only orders from me. It was a good decision to make Loren their commander. " You two stop here," I said and walked inside the lower dungeon of oubliettes. My footsteps made the thudding sound enough to alert that unconscious woman. " Why are you here? Don't feel satisfied after killing your husband?" Irritated voice of that woman screeched in that cold damp dungeon. It made my heart quench in hatred, clenching my fists as I walked on top of Scarlett's Trapdoor of Oubliette.

Kent looked at his armor and told her a truth that was never meant to be revealed. We Knights are never made but we are born into our duty even before our destiny is decided, our path has already been chosen for us. From the time we are born, Faith decides where our path shall go and what shall become of us. Though she gives many chances to those who serve her, There are little few to few choices that we can follow should we make our own destiny though she supports it, forever are we dishonored. Upon our first speech, we are taught how to wield a blade, upon our first step we are taught to never step back, upon our first sight we are tempered to face our enemies without fear or doubt.

The platform could only hold up a few knights due to their heavy armor being a hindrance for it to be able to climb. Arthur took a step back and waved his hand, gesturing to them to go first. Blida glanced back and saw what he did. She lowered her head and focused all her mana to her palm. Thick vines raised the platform reaching the broken wall of their home. Elizabeth was first to step off while pulling Lyon behind him, Edward followed along with the other knights who immediately stood on locations that most guardians would usually place themselves.