Sss-rank Saint Knight Novels & Stories

"Liliana, D-rank magic swordwoman, we are all hands in the team, I am good at melee but my preferential position is near one of the teammates who needs protection." Some of them nodded warmly at this wonderful little girl. "Sana, D-rank cleric, I am not the best healer but I'll do what it takes. Sorry to rely on your protection." "It's fine, it's normal for the healer to stay at the back, this is how we, real emissaries are fighting. Now, if the Knights could introduce themselves." Kraim seemed decided to antagonize everyone, his mocking smile always on his face. The woman, with a mischievous smile on her lips, placed her hand on her chest.

"Well, that changed when I became your number one knight." George rolled his eyes. His feet moved again and took him to stand in front of the dirty knight. "You could always ask for something better to wear." "What? Too dirty for your liking, your majesty?" Anthony chuckled, shoving the king gently. Anthony liked his attire. His ripped black jeans with custom made knee pads over them. The leather strap across his chest that held a sword or a bow (it depended on the day, really). The metal chest pad over his green sweater—the sleeves rolled up to reveal his muddy and scarred arms after each day. The black cloak tied around his neck. It was just him, and he couldn't imagine himself in anything

His lips curled with a smile. HUNTERS/MAGIC knights ranking system; 1.) Squire: 530-PL: Rank D 2.) Officer: 845-PL: Rank C 3.) Knight: 1150-PL: Rank B 4.) Commander: 1450-PL: Rank A 5.) Supreme Commander: Rank S 6.) Vedic Knights. PS: PL= Power Level. *** I am already A-Ranked, only two more to become one of the strongest Knight in the world. Am I great or what? Such thoughts flooded his mind. Why wouldn’t it? It was his dream to strongest in the world. That was the only way to get what he wanted.

as he walked towards me with a twinkle in his eye. As I continued to run down the stairs, I couldn’t help but think about how quiet the house seemed without Bronx, Benji and Baylor here with us. Although I’m sure if they were here, I would never have anything to eat; they were like garbage disposals when it came to food, eating anything and everything. The interesting thing about them is while they are triplets, they are not identical. It is extremely rare in the werewolf community to have this, hence why I believe they were chosen to go to the Knights League. The Knights League is a group of specialized warriors hand-chosen to support and protect special wolves blessed by our Moon Goddess.

And it was Roman Knight. The richest man in the capital. If he wanted to find her, he’d probably do it before she reached the next city. She was stuck. And for now, she’d just have to deal with it. She’d subconsciously stereotyped the owner of the voice, expecting an attractive woman with a lot of makeup and long nails wearing a very tight and revealing outfit, but what she didn’t expect was that she couldn’t have been farther from the truth. The woman she met instead was probably a supermodel, and if she wasn’t then she very well could be.

When the department head told me to seat next to Jevro, I felt excited for some reason. About my power rate, I speak with the people who assisted me. Honestly, my power surpasses even those people from other countries. If we compare the ranking to the rankings of protagonists in every fantasy novel, Jevro's and other Black Malemyns are S rank. But me, I'm currently an SS rank. And if we go back to the rankings of the original Malemyns, I'm currently the new found Purple Stage Malemyn.

She straddled him again. "How did you get to me so fast?" Sienna asked, staring down at him. "Because I'm fast," he answered with a smile while rubbing the top of her thighs. "I think I could do it," Sienna mumbled to herself. "Do what?" "Be a Navy Seal," she answered. Brandon laughed out loud. "What?" Sienna asked with her brow furrowed. "First off, you can't be a Seal. No dick. So, sorry gorgeous. And secondly, if by some miracle you made it through training...you'd distract the hell out of everyone."

The sudden revelation made Rainier feel a little dizzy in the head. On the other end, Rourie, the head of the Chorteaus, had been pinned to the ground by Severin's overwhelming aura. His expression changed dramatically to reflect his fear and unease. He had not expected such an audacious intruder to be a level nine royal saint. Such individuals were uncommon in Nontwo City. The majority of forces, aside from a few first-tier families, had only level five and level six saints.

Sao doesn't even acknowledge the new presence when it is him they addressed. "Lord Dragon! Lord Dragon. " They say together beating their chests with their fists in respect. The other three are shocked .So Sao is not only a Dragon but a high ranking one. They look at him in disbelief. He just raises a hand at the knights. The knights then rush to him and help him up. Two support him with his arms around their shoulders. One knight examines him. "Seize her! " The knight with the deep voice booms pointing at Winter. Two other knights go for Winter holding her down. They await further instructions .

“Apparently, he was attracted by the bubble wand in my hand. I asked him about his parents and he said his beautiful mommy is getting cereal. And that's how I find Jade, going crazy looking for her kid.” His eyes find me and burn with an underlying curiosity. My body tingles with the same curiosity. “Thank you, Mr. Graves.” Soren steps forward and extends his hand. Knight clasps it firmly, his jaw set in a grim line. “Just call me Knight Morningstar.” “You sure do have a lot of names.” Knight shrugs. “A man cannot rely on just one face. I think you understand that.” A silence passes between both men. It's choking and uncomfortable. I clear my throat and break it. “Soren, honey…we should go n