Quotes From Lord Of War の小説・ストーリー

Intention. Lucian’s eyes narrowed, and the laughter stopped. The intruders’ expressions turned to terror. One by one, they stumbled, then fell. Warriors from our pack began pushing forward, seizing the moment. A single cry rose from the back of the line—one of our own—and it carried like a spark. A war cry. Loud. Guttural. Triumphant. It echoed through the forest, and with it, our warriors surged, finishing the fight. The enemy collapsed like dominoes. Confused. Broken. Defeated.

Riley immediately realized that his words had made James disappointed with him. Riley approached James carefully and patted his friend on the back. He then said, “No. I'm not afraid you'll imitate your father, James.” He paused for a moment before continuing, “You know ... anything can happen in war. Everything is possible. But ... what I mean is that you could lose self-control and kill him.” “After all, we have been at war for a long time and even this war is one of the longest wars ever fought in our kingdom. We are all tired, that's for sure. Out of exhaustion and frustration you could have done it.”

He snorted as he watched the warrior raised his sword and sliced open the man behind him with a proper twist of his sword. Mithraos turned back in time to slice open a sword wielder's head. Wars gave him a kind of high that nothing else does. The sound of a conch was heard and all swords were lowered as the sun lowered into the horizon. ----------------- Adharva Malvan raised an eyebrow as he heard of the war in South. "He is stepping out of a line when he touches our ally," said the minister Pahlan. "Indeed," said Adharva as he looked on into the darkness. -------------------

“And now, I guess you are not looking so tough, are you?” I couldn’t help but smile, finding amusement in his attempt to belittle me. “Okay, fine, you’ve got me,” I admitted. “You’ve won. But the thing is, I don’t regret anything I did.” My words seemed to ignite a fire within Vaemond, and his anger boiled over. “You bastard!” he spat. “When we get to our destination, I’ll make sure I kill you myself.” I let out a remarkable laugh, undeterred by his threat. “Do you think I fear death?” I replied confidently. “How naïve are you? A true warrior dies just once in his life, but a coward dies many times before he draws his last breath.”

And when she sat beside Lucien in the war council later that week, she said one thing that silenced every general, every noble, every priest. “We are at war. Not with packs. Not with men. But with something older than hatred and stronger than fear.” She placed the shard of prophecy on the table. “And we either face it together—or we fall alone.” ---

What the gods conceal, I see. His body flashed brighter—his voice deeper, stronger. "Pain was my birthplace. Created out of love. Fire was used as a test. I am both the shadow and the flame. And now— He turned his eyes to the heavens, and the stars appeared to answer. “I declare war.” The clearing trembled. From above came a strong voice. Louder than thunder. Older than anything we have previously encountered. "Now is the time for the real battle... against the gods themselves."

Very well, I have nothing to lose. "What do you want? Do you plan to quote Sun Tzu all night?" "No, I'm just checking your level of intelligence." "What is it to you?" "I told you; I hear that you're smart. I'd hate to see someone with your mind go to waste." "You've been lied to." "The greatest victory is that which requires no battle." "Victorious warriors win first and then go to war, while defeated warriors go to war first and then seek to win." "Is that your way of telling me you've already won? That you've planned out your victory?" I didn't bother to answer that very leading question.

The others nodded in agreement, their voices rising in a chorus of "Yes, my lord, let's fall back!" Their words ignited a fire within me, and I exploded in anger. "Quiet!" I barked, my voice echoing across the battlefield. "Aren't we warriors?! When we left the pack, we swore to protect it with our lives! So what happens now? You want to run away with your tails between your legs?" I sneered, my eyes blazing with contempt. The warriors' eyes dropped, their faces etched with shame. But one of them, a young warrior with a determined look in his eyes, dared to challenge me.

He pointed at Charlie and clenched his teeth as he cursed, “Charlie, you’re really f*cking witty and eloquent! I’ve killed countless people over the years, and none of their mouths were as shrewd as yours!” The other soldiers from Ten Thousand Armies were also feeling enraged at this time. They had been following Porter for so many years, and who in the outside world would not kneel and beg for mercy when they heard the words ‘Porter Waldron’?! This kid was the only person who dared to curse at their lord like this! This was seriously a f*cking huge insult! So, a man from Ten Thousand Armies stood out immediately. He clasped one of his hands over his fist and lowered his head as he faced Por

quoting the words of wise men, he added, "we've been at war last night and by that, we proved that the precious gem was worth to be trialed. Indeed, it was Below the high place, at the foot of the stage, Jun snorted quick enough not to be observed above. Well, he was right. He sailed across the Great Sea with a fleet full of improvised armaments and trained soldiers. By endpoint, He lost his men by hundreds. He threw his precious books to the fire. Then, as what the point to see clearly as to why war had caused, it's only the purity of friendship they were having this insane war