Star-embracing Swordmaster Novels & Stories

This sheet of vellum was worth more to an aspiring sword master than an entire sack of gold royals. Most master swordsmen were employed by a Lord and as such made plenty of money. With the title of Sword Master, one could be a personal bodyguard, a leader, or some form of commander, of a force of soldiers, they could train men-at-arms or, in the case of Boro's teachers, future master swordsmen.

While Maxim dealt with Samuel, the rest of the griffin knights would attack the dragon at once. Maxim unsheathed his sword and coated it with aura. Samuel did the same and coated his sword with aura. An aura user. Both of them were the aura users who were also the sword masters. Swordmaster was the sword user who had enlightenment and was capable of using the aura to cut the enemy. Swordmaster was the strongest sword user that not many could achieve. Maxim raised his sword into the air and pointed at Samuel. The white aura shot up to the sky before pointing at Samuel.

“Brat, hand over the Fiend Lord’s heart! “Don’t force me to resort to violence!” Grand Emperor Rowan met Alex’s eyes. “Finish her!” Alex immediately unleashed a series of supportive attacks that weakened the enemy. The next moment, he grabbed the Immortal Butcher. Grand Emperor Rowan was overjoyed upon seeing the Immortal Butcher. “This is the Immortal Butcher I had back then!” “Great!” “Skyward Sword!” Grand Emperor Rowan leaped and turned directly into a ray of light before merging with the Immortal Butcher.

We rushed to the main hall and then continued to where we found other superweapons the other day. I turned right and I said open unto me now your closed doors. The door was unlocked I entered and the aura in the room was above ordinary. They followed me and I said this is your superweapon we have to take it. The sword said no I can’t recognize you. Who are you? May just took the blade and cut three of her fingers for her blood and drooped the blood on the sword. What is your name. the sword asked. May quickly responded my name is Mayfair Boating I am your new master.

She had the terrible urge to scream but somehow she knew she mustn’t. “You did this.” said the voice from somewhere but she can’t put a face to the voice. “Who are you?” “I am you. You are concealing me in the shadows of your mind.” “I don’t know you.” “Liar!” their voices doubled as female and male confusing her. “I am not. What games are you playing?” “You are the gaming master. We are your puppets.” Sammy held out her hands in appeal then she noticed the gun was gone but her hands were dripping with blood.

This excellent man had no idea that I and Henry had only lasted so long because of my abilities. But a saint of the sword? What is that title, and how does it qualify for such a title? Selena, the Sword Master, is a name I've heard of. Is it the same thing? "Hey, kid, I don't typically say things like this, but you two seem special, so I'll say a few words here." “Kamish...my name isn't important to remember, but my title is the Sword Saint, which I hope you remember well. Maybe study it a little further when you leave here."

After five years of being forcibly institutionalized in a mental hospital by my parents for “rehabilitation,” I awakened the “Slap System” skill. One slap, a million dollars deposited into my account. Another slap, my combat power skyrocketed. Just as I was thoroughly enjoying my slapping spree and preparing to leap over the asylum walls to break free, my parents suddenly arrived to take me home. The moment I stepped through the front door, I saw my adopted brother Atticus Hawthorne, eyes reddened, holding my fiancée, Cassandra Vaughn, in his arms. Meanwhile, my real brother Roman Montgomery was locked in a dog cage, bitten and torn by vicious hounds, covered in wounds, and breathing his

Every stare weighed on her like bricks. And of course, Riker had to open his damn mouth. Calling her a stray. That word burned hotter than I expected. I’ve seen the way people get broken down by words like that, how they stick deeper than fists ever could. She didn’t need that. Not tonight. Not when she’d already been through enough. So I stepped in. Made sure he backed off. One look was all it took, because Riker knows where that line is and what happens if he crosses it.

“You’re not meant to be Alpha Ryu.” An outburst of laughter erupted behind me. It was Ryu, and he was hideous, with blood rolling out of his eyes and a silver sword in his hands. I suppose someone had given it to him while Kyle was busy speaking. “I slashed your hand, and you think you’ll survive my sword aura?” He chuckled, his hands on the handle as he swung it towards Kyle. I felt the heat as the air from the blade moved towards Kyle. “So this is Sword Aura.” I murmured, “Is he an elemental?”

I, on the other hand, was tempted to slap my forehead at the obvious slip-up. "I know what he wants. He wants me to bring back the chip. And he wants my presence at his gala to come off as a kind of protection scheme. He knows the kind of reputation I bear, he wants to use that. I just want my sister back." He said firmly. If this was the case, then the chip was pretty much going back to the dangerous claws of Verde. "That weapon is extremely dangerous, Carson. You cannot give it to him. He is going to take it and make a mushroom out of the whole world."