Solo Leveling Knives Novels & Stories

All he could do now was sit and wait for Kirou to finish the assembly. Like that, another ten minutes passed. When Kirou's hands finally stopped moving, assembled on the table were two unique shaped bladed weapons. If any martial art fanatic from the real world was present, they would recognize that the assembled weapons looked similar to single bladed tonfas. The difference was that barrel holding the blades was a bit wider and more reinforced.

Like something else had taken over my body. My hand moved to the blades, touching them. I ran my thumb slowly down the cold, sharp edges of the metal, feeling the teeth of the steel. Subconsciously, I was looking for the one with the sharpest point. The one that could cut through flesh without getting stuck. I picked the last one. I paused, feeling it. My fingers locked around the thick carving knife. The handle was black, the blade long and perfectly straight.

Everything was really complete. “Just look for what you need. I want to see the knives here,” said Cylo, then he went to the area where there were many sharp weapons. During the previous ambush by the Blood mafia, he lost his precious knife, so he wanted to buy a knife here. He spent quite a long time looking at the various types of knives here, but the twin knives with fox accents really caught his attention. So he immediately took both items. Cylo waved the knives around as if he were slashing his opponents. “Whoa... these are really light, and the handles feel just right in my hands. The blades are also really sharp and beautiful,” he said, deciding to buy the twin knives right away.

"I'm doing perimeter rounds. Lock the door." ​He walked out, leaving me breathless and entirely flustered in the middle of my bakery. ​I shook my head, trying to clear the intoxicating fog he left behind, and walked over to my boxes. I needed to focus. I pulled out my heavy, black leather knife roll. My professional chef knives. The only things that made me feel normal and in control. ​I unrolled the leather on the thick wooden counter, pulling out my favorite ten-inch carbon steel chef's knife. It was dull from lack of use. I grabbed my whetstone, determined to get something productive done tonight.

To defense his quick attack, Hoshi swayed his double edges blade in ice pick grip. The double edges blade was design to enhance the tip of the knife. This bevel gives the blade an ability to pierce and break deeply into its subject. It's usually use for skinning animals; thus, isn't it the best weapon to beat a beast like HongYoonChoi's prime slayer.

"This one is very amazing. Give me additional details about it. The blacksmith who forged that specific weapon grinned proudly. "This is our masterwork, the height of our abilities, Alpha's son. It's made of the best steel, forging it to be very sharp, balanced, and long-lasting. It's a unique one and quite expensive. No one else has this kind of sword in the whole of Sunshine pack. Leo was impressed by the blacksmith's passion and commitment to their trade. He picked up the sword and tested its balance by feeling its weight. This was the weapon he had been waiting for, and it lived up to his hopes.

I reached for the simplest of them all, the knives. One of the guards scoffed. "Knives? You will be facing horrors beyond your comprehension, and you choose knives?" I twirled one in my fingers before meeting his gaze. "A beast does not fear the length of a blade," I said. "It fears the hand that wields it." I had picked the knives for three reasons. One, it was easy to conceal. Two, they were small enough to throw, useful for long range or a sneak attack. And three, they were perfect for close combat.

she goes back inside the gets the knife she left. Taking a look at the unfamiliar markings on the sharp pointed blade, she turns and follows her. “ Whoa! Where the heck did you get those? ” Sophie asks in shock as she sees what Kira held in her hands hiding in the corner while spying out any activity happening down the stairs. “ You mean these? ”Kira asks as she raises the two Talon knives she held. “ I'm a fanatic of knives, I have a lot of them. ” She replies as she unbuttons the jacket, to reveal rows of pockets filled with knives of different sizes and types.

I said, eager to push myself even further. Dominic's smile widened, his eyes sparkling with approval. "You're unstoppable, Aurora." Dominic ushered me across the underground training space to a display of various knives, all glinting sharply under the banks of lights above. Every one was unique: some slim and pointed, others curving in wicked arcs. "Now," Dominic said, catching one of the knives and flipping it effortlessly in his hand, "time to show you how to handle these. Close combat is as important as shooting, especially when you are disarmed or in tight corners."

Rhea said, her voice tight with fear. I could hear banging on the door, could hear them trying to force it. I grabbed the cutlery holder with both hands and turned it upside down, pouring the cutlery onto the tiled floor. The metal pieces clattered loudly, knives and forks and spoons scattering across the tiles in a chaotic jumble. I crouched down and picked up the knife, the biggest chef's knife we owned. It looked really sharp, the blade gleaming under the kitchen lights. The edge caught the light and reflected it back at me. Exactly what I need right now.