Novel & Cerita Survival Story Of A Sword King Characters

“Princess, we need to leave!” The loud thud on the door awoke Maria from her thoughts. Her eyebrows creased as she was annoyed by the sudden interruption. She walked towards the door and opened it, standing right outside was a tall, sturdy man. Sweat poured unceasingly from his forehead down to his chin, Maria looked at his hand, and the sword he held. Bloodstains, she thought. “Lord Falstad, why is there blood on your sword?” Staring straight at Falstad, she asked in concern. A mutiny perhaps? Unlikely, there are knights in the castle far better in swordsmanship than Falstad.

She jumped nimbly like a frigging monkey, her sword slashed so fast it was barely visible. Rion didn't have enough time to dodge. He hopelessly used his sword to meet hers. The poor sword broke completely. Its shards clinked pitifully to the floor. Ludriev's eyes widened in surprise. She tried to stop, but her momentum was too strong and everything happened too suddenly. Her sword grazed Rion's arm. Blood immediately seeped through his cut sleeves. Ludriev flinched and staggered backward, looking at the wound wide-eyed, and then looked up to meet Rion's eyes.

Her name left his lips in a whisper. The king went back to his throne. “Tell me about the battle.” “My father fought alongside everyone in Wrodromor. He gave his life for this kingdom.” She said. “Verdugo killed him and all his disciples. He was an unjust man who allied with the vampires to rebel and conquer the kingdoms.” “Then how did you survive?” The advisor asked. “I have no idea.” “Throw her out!” He commanded.

The king says, ordering his guards to do so. “No, I’ll take her.” Camille says. “No one touches me!” I scream on top of my lungs, looking at the sword and feeling a chill a swell spread through my chest. “I asked whose blood is that!” I say, pointing at his sword. “It is the blood of your men. The ones who took injured and took the lives of my villagers. I told you, I wouldn’t spare them.” King Ozar replies.

Trish screamed in panic as the leader of the red army, Duke Redragon, charged to slash at Arion, but the king calmly turned around and held back Redragon's sword. Trish was relieved. He almost peed himself thinking his king would be beheaded by the enemy, and the story ends in chapter two. Rion's and Redragon's swords clashed and formed an X. They stared at each other for a moment, before finally engaging in a duel. But the duel did not last long. Duke Redragon fell to his knees after being stabbed in the stomach. Rion crouched down and supported Duke Redragon's chin, making the black-haired and red-eyed man's face turn towards him.

There was a man who was a Goldsmith, he had his house in a farmland out sketch of the kingdom, he met with these armies, and when he was tired of rumors, he decided to approach the warlord and ask questions, but the meeting didn't turn out the way he thought it would go, he rather met with most friendly people of all time, he took his comforting findings to his king, and that was when, the king decided to go visit these, strangers whom their presence has been giving the kingdom at part, sleepless nights. OLD WOUNDS The king set out to meet with or rather, them, even though he had they weren't dangerous, but their might was enough reasons to be careful he went with all hundreds battalions ge

Sonia, fractured… and slowly, beautifully, putting herself back together. They were close. So close. But were they ready? The ghost of a smile touched her lips. “Not yet,” she whispered to the wind. “But getting there.” She drifted away from the tower, pulled backward—not by choice, but by memory. ⸻ Eight hundred years ago… The kingdom had been on fire—if not in flames, then in grief and betrayal. Her son, Christopher, had taken the throne through lies and blood. His own father imprisoned. His mother stripped of power.

The soldiers who had been making sure to fight some distance away from the King immediately formed a circle where they stood, protecting their King from being attacked while in a link conversation. ‘She’s not in her room. She's in the blue garden.’ As soon as the words entered the King’s mind, a rogue leaped at him but got stuck on the King’s sword, the sharp end piercing through the chest, into the heart and then out the back. The small rogue was impaled and dripping with saliva and blood. King Kaiden swung his sword to the right sending the rogue’s body flying, before turning and making a partial shift, bolting towards the Blue Garden.

which then immediately attacked Prince Kim. Mutual attacks ensued, killing each other without mercy. There is no other choice for those trapped now. Prince Kim repels the sword of a disguised assassin, and instantly his sword breaks. The assassins who confronted Prince Kim were dumbfounded to see him, while the other assassins kept fighting the princes. Unfortunately they suffered the same fate that their swords were broken and lying on the floor. The four princes swiftly brought their swords to the necks of these four assassins.

said Mom, we both jumped. "Holy fuck, Mom, you need to knock," said Gina. "Or, put a sock on the door, pair of pervs." Mom winked at us. "What do you need?" "You should both come with me, you're going to love this." "And you're sure this is it?" said Dad, he was talking to a man we'd seen a few times at the house. "Yes. When the King's brother took over the throne, the sword the King had made for his Daughter, Princess, shit, can't remember her name," said the man.