Sword King In A Woman World นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Even my attempts to refute her pull were futile. I was close enough now for her to reach out to me and touch me, when the white light that isolated just the two of us dissipated. A non visible bucket of ice was dumped over my head and I felt the liquid seep into my shoes even though I could not sight anything of sort. The cord between the woman and I had been terminated. Then I saw the king. He held up a sword so high that a single swipe would de-limb the woman who somehow managed to infiltrate and block out my senses while I was helpless.

“Aim at the human heads that stick to their bodies! Circle and surround them then cut off their hands! Don't be afraid, because they sense your fear and will control it! Guards, come to your senses!” Sarah appears like a female warrior who only exists in fairy tales, as there are no female warriors in this kingdom. She attacked the monster relentlessly with all her might until the monster started to weaken. No one would dare to scorn her heroic actions that wield a sword as a woman in this situation. Sarah looks stunning with her sword art, even outperforming the guards. She managed to prove by action that women can also master martial arts and swordsmanship. This is the role of Sarah – the

Hikaru faced the pond again while I was observing them well, they looked veracious and obedient. Ren-Ai was a blonde , he has a slicked back undercut hair, good looking, 177.8 cm, cerulean eyes and most of all he carries a long wide sword. Yui on the other hand was different. She was an archer. I sense authority on her, she's very intimidating. She has hazel green eyes and a coffee brown hair color,157.48 cm in height and most of all I find her pretty. Archers and swordsmen in the kingdom were very precise and were very quick.

The woman raised her hand. The entire kingdom disappeared. Emily suddenly found herself standing in a massive throne room. Kael was gone. Elara was gone. Her family was gone. Only the woman remained. Emily immediately raised her sword. "Where did you take him?" The woman smiled. "Nowhere." Emily looked around. "Then where is he?" "Exactly where he needs to be." Emily attacked. The woman blocked her sword effortlessly. Emily struck again. The woman caught the blade. "You are powerful." Emily pushed harder.

“Run.” ​The woman stood up from the throne, and the entire mountain shook with a violent, bone-rattling roar. Kael threw his weight forward, raising his blade. My other self leveled the Sword of Dusk. I gripped the Crown Blade with both hands, channeling every ounce of my remaining will. ​The woman looked at the three weapons with casual indifference, her glowing white eyes finally settling entirely on me. ​“You finally came home.” ​In an instant, the ambient crimson fire of the Crown Blade flickered out, plunging the steel into an absolute, light-devouring pitch black that instantly sucked the remaining warmth from the air.

Eve raised her hand, and a sword of pure moonlight materialized in her grasp. The woman’s eyes widened. “No—” Eve didn’t hesitate. With a swift, precise movement, she drove the blade through the woman’s chest. The world seemed to hold its breath. The woman let out a piercing scream as her body convulsed. Darkness poured out of her, dissipating into the air like smoke in the wind. She clawed at the sword, but it was futile. The moment it struck her, her power—her very existence—began to unravel.

SWISH The woman, who had been enjoying her bath, realized someone was watching her. In an instant, she stepped out of the water, put on her black clothes, and attacked Long Chen, who was still in a daze. As she appeared, a silver sword was already pressed against Long Chen’s neck, and she glared at him with an icy stare. “Miss, I’m sorry!” Long Chen said, raising both his hands, knowing he couldn’t fight this woman. “Sorry? Hey, aside from my father and mother, only my uncle has ever seen me bathe. And as for anyone outside my family, do you know what happens?” the woman asked Long Chen with a calm smile; Long Chen couldn’t detect any anger or hatred in her voice.

That faint, cold smile returns. “She is the price.” The words settle like iron. Heavy. Permanent. Without another word He turns. And walks away. The doors close behind him. And the silence he leaves behind Is heavier than his presence. I remain where I stand. Unmoving. Kiana. One day. To choose between my kingdom And my daughter. My chest tightens slowly as the room begins to breathe again. Advisors shift uneasily behind me. Some whisper. Others remain frozen, as if movement alone might shatter what little control remains.

“The conditions being — a request for a royal duel was indecently made to a female member of the royal family. Second, it’s common sense that a woman is weaker in strength and strategy than a man.” Woah! That stung. I was weak, but women were not weaker than men. “Prince Hikari has exceptional sword skills, while luna has never wielded a sword in her life.” Who said that? I have wielded a sword before. “The margin of skills, physique and strength between the two of you is outrageously huge. Thus, with the majority consent of the dukes and the royal male members of the family, your request is hereby…” Before Morfan could pronounce the word ‘declined,’ Hikari said.

She uses the momentum of the sword’s weight coming forward to lift her body and land her right foot on the woman’s knee for leverage. The offensive move catches the woman off guard, making her stumble back. Kas roars and plunges the sword deep into her heart. The woman’s blood-curdling scream lasts forever, but it’s gone in an instant. Her body fades into the ether when Kas pulls the sword out, making Kas drop to the ground.