Rakudai Kishi No Cavalry Novels & Stories

“Now, gentlemen, what shall we talk about?” “Riders!” one of the sentries shouted as Ralta rushed forward at his cry. The battle hardened, giant of a man looked out passed the edge of the Roman lines to see them coming. He could tell at a glance they were merely the pickets he’d ordered out returning. Yet, they were not alone. A huge man, bounced and grunted along the rough ground, dragged behind one of the Roman horses on a thick rope. The Roman line parted to allow the riders entrance. The battered man they had brought with them was a Pict warrior, denoted by his size, orange hair, tattoos and foul smell.

Katherine couldn't think of something that would cause this. When Pete, who sat beside Katherine, saw this strange wound, his brows furrowed. Bandits they said? Since when did bandits use rapiers? Normally they would prefer rough swords, bows or normal sticks, as rapiers would cost too much. They were a sign of wealth, something nobility invented because it looked more elegant. And which land was famous for this kind of weapon? The Renat kingdom. Pete's expression darkened. He needed to tell the earl about that later. But first, more information was needed. Leaning over, he asked the man: "How many bandits were there anyways that they dared to attack a twenty-five man strong caravan?"

Akira’s POV As the first hints of dawn broke over the horizon, the courtyard buzzed with the sounds of horses and the clanking of armored wolves. I found myself amongst them, feeling small and fragile in the midst of those hardened warriors draped in the colors of Kaïdën — a rich forest green paired with silver. The cold air nipped at my cheeks and stung my lips. I wrapped my fur-lined cloak tighter around me, but it did little to stop the shivers from taking hold.

She said and gave him an annoyed stare. "It is not stealing if I return it." He replied coolly. "Ughh, let's just get this over with." She said irritably and made a fighting stance against him. "My name is Karasuma Takashi. I am a student in class 3-C. Captain of the Kendo club and two time champion in the prefecture but those I've gone up against in the country know me as the Thunderous Raven of Mikurigaoka high.'' He said. "No, it wasn't. People call you the Crowing Raven." One of the students mocks him from the window. Cai Kang looked to see that every window of the school building was full of students watching them.

Only they chose the Legion instead of a life of banditry. The eldest brother,-the one who had spoken to us first- looked as if his eyes were beginning to well up in tears as he hugs one of his younger brothers tightly. “Are you going to kill us” the younger brother asks, “No, we don’t have to. You are unarmed and you have surrendered after all” Pal’lacon replies. After some time, we hear the sound of horse hooves, as we see some 6 riders carrying Lances with Remanian flags attached to them, 5 of them appeared to be Knights while one was a light cavalry scout. Varkii raises his sword in salute to greet them, as they near the cavalry scout speaks to Varkii , but the other riders begins cursing

Their hair like their clan color is also yellow. The Akeitzu is so big and fierce that it could easily tear a horse into pieces with ease. The Hanaras are as fierce as the beasts they ride and this earned them the nickname "The beasts of Snowlandia" from the Tuareez during the Fury of the dragon. The Hirotoki clan are the riders of the Kokomoitzu, a large four-legged reptile that doubles the size of a horse and they have more riders than all other clans. They are indeed the cavalry of snowlandia, their beasts are twice faster than horses and the members of the clan who are not riders are the best horse riders in the kingdom. This makes them the fastest land army in the kingdom.

Something about her getting cabin fever? I wanted to tell her that you needed to be on a boat to get that, but I don’t think that’s the important part. When Knives returned, they’d made everything ready, and they all left to get their bikes. It was quite an impressive sight to see them all roll out on their huge, roaring Harleys and black cuts with nothing but the snarling wolf on their backs. Knives blew me a kiss and I blushed almost as red as his taillight.

Change filled the air, the birds flying away as the noise segregated their space. If I hadn’t known anything about this pack, I’d think they were all just people with a high range of bloodlust. I had no idea how the Deadly Fang pack was formed, but I knew that their alpha, Ryu, was a devil. “Arghh!!!” Kyle groaned loudly. My eyes darted to the battlefield, and I saw what had been missing from the picture. His right hand, which had been injured considerably, was now lying on the floor with a sword clutched on.

" The Eclipse army stopped just outside the arrow range. Selvara sat perfectly still on her horse and beside her rode a massive warrior in black armor. "That is Mordain's champion," Nox said. "His name is Karvax. He has never lost a battle." "There is a first time for everything," I said. A horn sounded and the Eclipse army began to march forward. "Archers ready!" I shouted. Our warriors drew their bows and waited. "Hold!" I commanded. "Wait for my signal!" I said as the Eclipse forces got closer. "Now!" I shouted. Arrows flew and they rained down on the Eclipse army and some fell, but it was not enough.

They didn't look like the broken, unshifting ghosts who had spent decades hauling logs in chains; their eyes held the bright, terrifying amber glare of a resurrected pack hungry for a reckoning. "Scouts ahead!" Kael bellowed from the roof of the secondary cargo platform, his gray-muzzled form leaning over the iron framework as he pointed a clawed finger toward the southern crest of the ridge. Through a sudden rip in the rolling mountain fog, a line of twenty imperial steam-cavalry appeared on the highway shoulder. Their mounts were not biological horses; they were low-slung, three-wheeled mechanical quadricycles armored in thick plates of polished brass. Small, sputtering steam-donkeys were