Novel & Cerita Sword King In A Woman World

The door of the courtroom banged open and revealed an Argentina blue short hair beauty. She has fire in her aqua yet deep eyes, and her facial expressions were so serious that scares the other person that she might attack. She was carrying a long mighty sword that was just perfect for her well-shaped strong body. She seems like a warrior who is always ready for war. But this wasn’t a brawl instead the war of her dreams. A war to alternate the history of their kingdom. She wanted to bring light to her shady kingdom by becoming their queen. And for that, she has to convince her stubborn Dad, who is also the kingdom’s king.

The woman frowned. “Move,” she said. “Know your place!” The men grunted. They jumped on her and tried to seize the sword from her. Swoosh! At the next second, a crimson glare flashed in the air. Following two excruciating cries, both men fell to the ground, twisting and twirling in pain. Their arms were cut off by the woman using the Nether Viper Sword. The guests who were closest to them were horrified. They retreated carefully as they stared at the woman in horror.

But then, she cannot win against this sword woman. How stupid of the king to approve the contest before everyone present? Has his brain been fogged by love?

He thought then hurriedly, followed Randall. A few moments later a whirlwind of leaves entered the room through the window, revealing a marked middle-aged woman, dressed in all green tights having a black hair at shoulder-length with two huge green sparkling eyes with a rosebud lips having a huge sword sheathed at her back. She surveyed the whole room. “They are gone, is the information right? we were given the notification that the King will not be within the Humanes walls today, anyways Kontar has activated her barrier, it will be hard for the King to locate such outrageous barrier.” She smiled while she bit on her fingernail.

she thought to herself, thinking of ways to kill that said, vile creature. "The most vile of creatures are you kind, human.'' The High Dragon King, also known as Ares Hayes spoke up sternly after hearing her thoughts. "Who are you?" she asked as she grabbed the sword that was laying next to her. The woman picked up her sword, blindingly swinging it in the air once. "Don't bother fighting anymore, human." The High Dragon King spoke up once more, his tone menacing, as always. "No... It can't be... We were winning the war!" the woman voiced out in fear. "No human, you were not winning a war. You were seizing the world, all by yourself." the Dragon King sighed. "You shall not talk about the worl

Thoughts. She had built a whole world out of them, piece by piece, in the quiet spaces between chores. In that world, he lingered a little longer when he spoke to her. He asked her questions—not just about the house, but about her. He smiled more. Sometimes, in her most reckless imaginings, he saw her the way she saw him. Not as employer and maid. But as something… else. The kettle whistled sharply, snapping her back to reality. Amara turned it off quickly, her heart beating just a little faster than it should.

Maybe I just needed someone to hold me. “Don’t touch me, Maya,” he said, pushing me back. I blinked at him, dazed. “Bryan… I love you. I really love you.” “What is wrong with you?” he asked sharply. The woman stood up, crossing her arms. She looked at me like I was trash. “This your so called wife just drink my wige ,” the woman said with a smirk. “It was meant for me and you tonight. It had… something extra in it.” She laughed. “Looks like your wife is more desperate than I thought.”

In the bar, there is slight beam thus, everyone cannot identify to each other. Due to Leah’s skeleton in the closet thus, she has approached on them. Now, Alfred did not entertain to the woman yet, Alfred has entertained her. To her physical appearance, Alfred likes her. Thus, he buys to this woman. Meanwhile, Robert does not find a woman, but he will go to wherever his friend is.

The time for action had come, and this woman knew that only she could lead the charge. She rode towards the gates with her head held high, her newly-crafted sword gleaming in the golden light. The words "Mask Princess" engraved upon the blade were a testament to her power and her passion for justice. Her bow and arrows hung from her arms, always ready for use in case of attack.

After a while, from the inner hall of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a graceful figure in white flew out. Sebastian raised his head and saw that it was an extraordinarily beautiful woman. This woman had an exceptionally beautiful appearance, stunning and ethereal. Her hair was as black as ink, and her face was radiant as the morning glow. Her phoenix-like eyes sparkled, like autumn water, yet carried an imposing aura. The faint morning light shone on her, contrasting her slender figure against the white gown. Her waist was delicate and boneless. Her phoenix eyes were captivating, and her water sleeves fluttered in the wind, truly mesmerizing.