Star-embracing Swordmaster Novels & Stories

"The Slave Clan greets Master." said the old man, kneeling on the ground and looking at Jason. "Slave Clan? Master?" Jason looked puzzled. However, the old man quickly answered this question for him. "This sword is called Excalibur, and also called the Human Emperor Sword. Our ancestor once said that if one day someone steps into the land with this sword, he will be the new master of the Slave Clan." said the old man, looking at Jason. "Our ancestor once followed the former master of this sword. The one in charge of this sword is the new master of the Slave Clan." The old man said slowly.

Swish! Desperate Young Master slashed out with his sword, causing countless rays of sword-light to appear. The rays of light were so powerful that they could easily kill a peak-stage Ruler Realm Diremonster, or even a Supreme Master Realm expert, who would be injured and bleed under these rays of sword-light. However, when it landed on the figure of this Great Demon at the Supreme Master Realm, there were only sparks that did not cause real damage.

A party was held for the safe return of the master. The maids were running about preparing for it,cooking and serving the soldiers and guests that came to celebrate with the master,the mansion was filled with people I have never seen this much people here before, and serving was a lot of work, after being lazy for a month I had something to do to stretch my body,so I loved the exercise. Master George(Stephen father),Stephen and Felix came shortly after the return of the master. I had never seen Stephen's father before,but I heard he is the strongest master and he ranks number one.

To think that his master's sword will be pointing at her is something she would never imagine. "You don't have to do this." Amari was shaking. She was holding her sword and about to draw it. But her hand were shaking she can't do it---no she has to. Shakingly she drew her sword. The Aquarius relic replica sword, given by Alkhun. She just made a promise and she knew she have to hold on to it. "Very well. Defeat me and you win." After saying this nerom immediately disappeared out of thin air.

When I walked out of the server room, the entire technical department was waiting at the door, erupting into thunderous applause. "Rex is unstoppable!" "Rex is the God of Code!" "That's the real tech master!" I looked at their faces. Some of them had once treated me with cold indifference. Now, they greeted me with eager smiles. "Rex, let's have tea sometime?" "Rex, there's a tech salon this weekend. Would you honor us with your presence?" "Rex, could you give me some guidance on my project?" I declined them all politely and only nodded to the outsourced colleagues who had once stood by me.

His grip was firm, pulling her to her feet with ease. Her ankle protested, but she put weight on it, refusing to show weakness. "The ground bested me, not you," she stated, brushing dirt from her leathers. "A battlefield includes the ground," he replied. "You said so yourself." He retrieved her sword and handed it to her, hilt first. "You fight... differently." "So do you. For a prince." A faint, almost real smile touched his lips. "For a prince." He paused. "You held back your word. You play the lady today. Without complaint."

“I’ll offer you this last chance, Emre. Whether you take it is your choice. Out of gratitude to your family, I will help you. But I require your cooperation.” I swallowed hard, the back of my throat dry. I could barley show my face out of shame. My mind flashed back to that first meeting in our beach house weeks ago. I had trusted him instantly, never questioning Eren’s word when he introduced him simply as “a doctor.” Now, sitting beside me with that same medallion glinting under the sterile light, he was something else entirely. Weapons Master. What did that even mean? What kind of man carried both scalpel and blade?

He was met by his kind smile as Kaylus watched him attentively. "I was watching you." Kaylus looked at him, his eyebrows scrunched on his forehead. "But how? There's no one here though?," he murmured, his eyebrows furrowing further. "Oh! But I did felt some strange tingle on my nape, sire. Like—, like someone was watching me..." His Master chuckled as he clapped his hand once. An object materialized on his right palm. He held it close enough for Kaylus to see. It was a handheld mirror, with gold coating on it's handle and rim.

He took it and put it on and the crowd erupted in cheers. "I had this ordered the last time we were in Nash and thought we would be here for a few days," he told her quietly. She gave a knowing smile. Then he continued, "You have also earned your second rite of passage as an apprentice, though again we have not had the time to present it to you until now," he paused briefly, "Kneel," whispered to her, "Accept your sword," he said as he handed her the hilt of a blade that had also been specially made for her. "Use it wisely. Always be careful of the lives you take or leave," he seemed to look further into her than she would have liked when he said that. It was a short sword, her weapon of cho

He wasn't erratic and perhaps I'd never see him be that way. "You see, this is the best way. You choose, give me Valiant and give me Regal. You are free to go on your own or I can assist in making you go with a hollow point." "Fat fucking chance...just stop with the veiled threats and demands. Show yourself." I heard him say while I watched from a safer distance. The truth is that while he stood there looking like a model in his fancy tailored suit, he was so skilled with any weapon in his hand. He hadn't earned his nickname for no reason. Claymore, that shit would be a testimony to his calloused conscience.