Paladin Legends の小説・ストーリー

"So, tell me, what can they do? What kind of powers and strength do they have?" "Oh, that part?" Erezhul's eyes lit up as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, I made them just a bit stronger than your usual sparring partners, like you asked. But the male one, Legion, he’s a little more advanced. I built him more like a warrior than just someone to train with. He has rare fighting skills, something dangerous and different. You can use him for sparring, sure, but he’s also perfect if you want someone to protect you or stand by your side in battle."

None of us has taken a paladin since we’ve been together, but there hasn’t been a need for it. What is a paladin? It’s simple; a paladin is a loyal animal companion. The best way to explain what I mean by loyalty is: they are protective of you, kind of like the K9 partner of a police unit, combined with caring for you when you are most vulnerable, like a medical support animal would.

My mum had a skeptical look on her face at the mention of my request. "The moonstone land is said to be a sacred part of the Blue Moon pack, we can't have it, moreover, it's way too close to the Blue Moon pack" she pointed out calmly. "Listen to me, we have to own that land, someone is living on that land and they have the crest of the extinct royal witch! There must be other secrets on that land!" I exclaimed in a whisper.

If he was admitting to me that he found some letters, then maybe he didn’t want to keep the letters a secret from me. “What letters?” I asked, even though I had a bad feeling about it. It felt as if something was lodged in my throat and I had no strength to swallow it. “My father exchanged letters with the former Alpha King and Luna Queen,” he announced, causing my eyebrows to shoot up. The werewolves were all guided and led by two of the most superior people over us after the moon goddess, the alpha king and the luna queen. I heard there was a huge war that caused the deaths of the last ones, and nobody wanted to elect a new alpha king and luna queen after that.

Gwenn has done hers. The first thing I did was to go through the records and select the list of potential new council members, Gwenn did the final selection and then I went around creating new legions, I did four more because I knew we would need more warriors to help with the new dangers that were arising. These warriors were sent to deal with the occasional sighting of a creature thought to either be extinct or mythical. When it was too much to handle, my wife was called. Adela was no longer around, going back to wherever she came from and I was a little bit glad about that but it just meant that Gwenn was to go alone for her missions because her companions were gone.

The ring of the steel was deafening in the quiet valley. ​"The White Lycan is the sovereign Warlord of the Shadow Legion, and she operates under my absolute protection," Kaelen stated, his voice a low, terrifying rumble that carried to every man on the field. "I do not recognize the Council's jurisdiction over my military assets. And I certainly do not yield my people to cowards who hid behind their high walls while the Crimson Court slaughtered our borders." ​A murmur of uneasy agreement rippled through the Blackwood ranks behind me.

His smile was still bright and his countenance welcoming. "I look forward to knowing you." Legion finally took Frederick's hand. The awkwardness that had been built up these past few seconds was washed away by his action, and Frederick laughed joyfully. As to whether his joy was born from Selina's stable state or meeting Legion, that was easy to decipher. "You have a very firm grip," Frederick was slightly surprised by the strength Legion possessed. Legion's energy signature was that of a Heavenly Realmer; however, the strength behind his grip belonged to a peak Noble!

Danté struck the cage with the side of his fist then looked at Alister, the older man sat quietly watching the events unfold, he looked at Danté's concerned face. "Please help her?" Alister smiled "I need to train you to become a paladin Danté" "I have managed to kill my enemies fairly well thus far! I don't need another title to help me with that!" Alister stood up and grabbed Danté's collar "Listen to me boy! A paladin can also slay any vampire! You are the backup!" "Then give me Excalibur and go! I will teach myself!" "Can you?" "I'll manage, just tell me the basics of what to do and leave to help Tala, she can't die"

His presence wasn’t loud, yet no one dared speak while he stood. Dressed in rich royal blue, every inch of him screamed regality, right down to his shining leather shoes. He stood before his pact—his chosen allies—not a pack. Enigmas could not hold other Enigmas in a traditional pack. Instead, they formed Pacts: elite alliances of power forged through synchronized pheromones. A ritual of dominance and mutual respect, where two high-ranking Enigmas bind their aura to others, marking them with a bond deeper than blood.