Percy Sword Novels & Stories

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

He dies painlessly. The Centurion blows his whistle, letting out two long notes; giving us the signal to charge. We break formation, swords drawn heading straight for the entrenched Persians. For a short moment, the world is silent. All I care about is gutting the enemy, as I drive my sword at the nearest Persian soldier. The Persian scouts are rather unprepared for this attack, since they counted on their muskets to make us retreat but it seems these scouts weren’t trained to reload fast enough. The Persian I face tries to kill me by attacking with his gun’s bayonet; I parry it with my sword and immediately stab him in the chest. The sword goes in faster than usual; scout armor is always we

"I'm not a full master yet lad, but one day soon I will be. If you practice everyday and get good, you might be able to get into the Academy free of charge like me" The boy smiled widely, "I will Sir, and then I'll be the greatest sword master ever!" he said enthusiastically, and ran off pushing his cart of manure. Out of the house came the first boy followed by an older gentleman, he was grizzled and worn, like a piece of meat left out in the sun to dry. Boro knew that look, it was the look of a man that spent most of his life working under the sun. The older man walked up to Boro, and introduced himself as Hogan.

Although Minerva didn't know that much about those who were in the Toen Empire, she had read in the books about this Percival Montmorency who was also known as Chancellor Percy. Percival Montmorency was a commoner slave that was been rescued by Uncle Khalil. Since he had been seen as a potential swordmaster, the now Marquis Penthievre, which was Aunt Leticia's blood brother, trained Percy. Who would've known that Percy was such a genius that he became a Swordmaster just at the age of fifteen? Everyone knew that a Swordmaster was equivalent to an Archmage. Therefore, Percy's position in the Toen unexpectedly went into a turn that even the former Emperor, her mother, and Uncle Khalil's father,

“I don’t have it, but there’s a grandmaster swordsman. He’s called Ghoul Sword. “He’s an extreme convict who’s wanted for over $150,000,000 on the Admiralporium wanted list. What he uses is one marvelous sword.” Kayson frowned while Campian continued speaking. “It’s said that Ghoul Sword’s gone to Clouspring. The sword will be yours if you run into him and end him.” “I have to do it myself?” Kayson asked in exasperation. Campian was a little embarrassed. Well… he could not beat a grandmaster!

Greg swallowed with difficulty as he wiped off the cold sweats that formed on his forehead. “If it’s Prince York, although the situation would be difficult, I will still do my job. But this man’s status really isn’t someone we can offend.” Yannick frowned. “Can’t you just tell me who is that straightforwardly?” Greg answered with a trembling voice, “The living legend, Sword Army’s chief instructor.” Smack! On the other side, the sound of the phone being dropped to the ground could be heard. After a long moment, only Yannick’s shivering voice was heard, “You’re saying, the chief instructor of the Sword Army? The chief instructor? Are you sure you’re not mistaken?”

The Duke approaches with a lazy gait, and Alcina balks when she sees what the man is dragging behind him. Held in an expert grip is five swords, their gleaming tips grazing along the floor as Percy approaches. Darla faces her with a wicked smile, crooning when Percy comes close enough for Darla to greet her with a little nuzzle. Percy’s own lips part in an amused, gummy grin, happiness written in his features in a way that transforms it into something nearly unrecognizable to Alcina. And then, Darla pulls one of the swords from Percy’s grip and tosses it.

Ding Xinghua and Ding Xingyun held the eldest prince and asked worriedly, "Big brother... How do you feel?" The 8th prince's sword pierced through his chest and struck his vitals. Moreover the sword was a divine weapon known as the "Time Freezing Sword" which could control time; it contained an extremely destructive power. If it struck an enemy's body, it could instantly manipulate its blood. The speed was tens of millions of times faster than the flow of time; an expert would swiftly turn into ashes.

Could it be that I've met the person who gave birth to a new swordwill before? Myles recalled that he had a young genius swordsman named Radyn under his command. He thought Radyn a promising candidate who had a chance of giving birth to a new swordwill, but he quickly shook his head. The aura coming from the Sword Tomb was completely different from Radyn's. Based on this alone, he concurred that the person who gave birth to Sword Will was definitely not Radyn!