Raising Tiny Disciples Novels & Stories

They are indeed a master and a subordinate. I decided to ignore the flames that lit in my heart as I glanced at Caleb and smiled as if I wasn't angry earlier. “How many of the disciples are bullied?” Caleb immediately answered. “For now, there were twenty of them who were bullied because they think those twenty of the disciples are too weak just because they couldn't easily catch up with the training that Mr. Valcarcel assigned. Out of the thousands of disciples, there are twenty who were considered weak.”

"Yes!" "Sure!" Jc agreed without hesitation. "I understand if you... Really?? But why?" "Nothing much, I just think, I need a disciple these days." Jc smiled like a father giving a car to his son. And, of course, the meaning of disciple in his dictionary is a servant. "Thank you! Master." Out of excitement, he was about to hug Jc, but he avoided it. "Now, for your first task of training..." Fatty intently waiting for Jc's word while rubbing his hand.

Everybody quieted down after they heard what Wesley said. Although there were around 3000 informal disciples, the top 300 were a large number of people. Compared to the 3000 disciples, the top 300 was just one-tenth of the total number of people, but it was still a large number of people. Sure, Elder Lee ascertained that Fane should be in the top 300 among the informal disciples, but Wesley had a point—that was just Elder Lee’s deduction. As for Wesley, he had proven that he was top 200 among the informal disciples through his strength.

The year is 2075 AD and this is the beginning of the end, the beginning of humanity’s fight against the forces of hell. FACTS • THE DISCIPLES ARE A TEAM OF PAGE HOLDERS BROUGHT TOGETHER BY THE CHURCH. THEY ARE THE SECOND MOST IMPORTANT FIGHTERS IN THE WAR AGAINST HELL, THEY POSSESS A SINGLE SCRIPTURE VERSE AND ARE CAPABLE OF THE ABILITY SPELLED OUT IN THAT SCRIPTURE, THEY HAVE UNDERGONE SEVERE TRAINING TO MASTER THEIR ABILITIES AND ARE VERY PROFICIENT FIGHTERS. THEY NUMBER 144 IN TOTAL AND ARE DIVIDED INTO TEAMS OF 12, WITH EACH TEAM HAVING ITS OWN CAPTAIN. SOME OF ITS MEMBERS GAINED THEIR PAGE FROM BIRTH WHILE OTHERS HAD THEIRS IMPLANTED IN THEM

Suddenly, Lucas called out to the disciples of Four Trial Ancestry. The disciples of the Four Trial Ancestry were stunned when they heard it and spun around to look at Lucas, puzzled.

they were now upto a thousands. Father. why all the disciples?? Are you about to start a battle now?? ..".. Bryan asked his father in a cold pitch voice. Claire glanced at Edward with a warm look. He looked at her too and stood up. "No son... I have brought this disciples because they are lycans too and should be here.. not for battles.. you can announce. We are settling with humans and going back to the pack. I already sent sealed letter on your behalf and awaiting their response.

"Do you want to show that you're much stronger than the other disciples?" "I dare not!" Tida Lion was so scared that he knocked his head on the ground. Star Nelson's words almost scared him to death. Crape Myrtle Sect was strictly guarded. He was the weakest among the eight generations of disciples and was usually under the jurisdiction of the seventh generation. At this time, before the seventh generation of disciples came to see Star Nelson, he, an eighth generation disciple, came first. What did this mean? “Do you want to show that you, an eighth-generation disciple, are stronger than a seventh-generation disciple?

He trailed off, the weight of his failed dreams suddenly feeling like an anchor dragging him into darkness. Elena observed him carefully, the light in her eyes sharp as she noted the flicker of disappointment shadowing his expression. “Ah, the heart of a dreamer,” she mused, nodding thoughtfully. ‘I supposed children do really have big dreams’ “Why do you think you are ‘just a regular person’?” she asked, half amused and half disbelieving. ‘Ha... regular person, if you really were then I don’t see why Lucien chose you as his disciple, and for you to make me learn forbidden arts, if you really were just some regular person.’ Elena could help but lampooned, still bitter of her defeat against a

And it seemed that today was that day judging by his livid appearance, the disciples sighed in contemplation. “Let Tiny Slim stay. He is my friend.” a soft voice that was barely above a murmur resounded that reached every ear of the disciples. They were shocked at the courage of this youth to say those words in front of their teacher. The leader who was quickly moving on his feet slowed down as he anticipated for the consequences that will fellow with that single pompous contradiction by that weird boy. But his mouth hung after the words that ensued. “Did you not hear what our Supreme Elder said, boy?” The serious tone of Teacher Gregory halted the fat boy in his steps.

Yoan roared in laughter and said, “Well, I can’t count them all. For one, ordinary disciples of the academy will have to constantly work in the fields. By becoming my disciple, you’ll be exempted from all that. Besides, some of the academy’s instructors will occasionally hold classes. By becoming my disciple, you’ll gain VIP access to those classes.” Hearing this, James believed this was a fair deal. At least there would be a Sect Elder shielding him from outside threats. Based on his previous calculations, he planned to secure first place and become the headmaster’s disciple. However, one of the Sect Elders believed that was no point in organizing a tournament as the disciples this year wer