Novel & Cerita Swordmasters Youngest Son

"Master, Young Master has been captured again. I'm afraid you'll have to take action this time…” Wayne Larson heard this and thundered, "Unf*ckingbelievable! I'd like to see who dares to touch my son!"

He walked towards me, grabs me by the arm and hugged me tightly. “Destiny, please come back” I heard him crying. “Hikaru…” I returned his hug and rest my head on his shoulder. As he wipes his tears from his face, he apologizes. He sat down again, his head was looking at the ground. “You’ve inherited Destiny’s sword, might as well have her throne.” “NO” I shortly replied, he looked at me. “And never ever!” an angry voice was heard. Hikaru stood up in surprise, I was still holding the sword. On the staircase stands, Aiomi.

He actually had a mind of coming back as he promised Aro, if not for the bad king that magically sent him into exile. THE WAR LORD He started as Goldsmith, when he was young, his father noticed his craftiness. And went to register him as an apprentice to Sokoti aka the heavens Goldsmith. The first to make a sword out of Sango's breath. At least that was the story we had. He was fast at learning, if not too fast, he broke his master's record by making a million swords in two days.

Even if they would still respond if the master only used their energy. Rion's sword was named Zephyr. The 'gentle breeze', even though the attack was not anything gentle at all. It was always deadly, but with the minimum wound. This is how Rion could show a little compassion to those who fell as his enemies. A quick, merciful death.

"That's impossible. Just look at how he's dressed. Besides, the monsters from the Hermit Sect are bound by rules that forbid them from leaving the sect as they please. They aren't allowed to interfere with the affairs of society either." "Where did this guy come from then? He defeated Lucas with one move! His skills must be at least at the advanced Martial Sovereign level, right? He even looks younger than Lucas!" "I'm not sure but just nowm Sir Anson did say that he is the Lakeworths' abandoned son…" "Abandoned son? How can that be? Why would the Lakeworths give up such a talent?" "I'm not sure about that. If it's true, then the Lakeworths are really losing out!"

She had clearly believed she would receive a gift from either her mother or father, not the psychopathic lord. “Come now brother, the kid has no say in which gift she receives. It is completely by chance that she gained the power of her most beloved uncle.” Darkous bellowed, his voice radiating humour. “Like hell you’re the most beloved uncle.” Peter exclaimed, his voice disgusted and full of hate. “Ah ... My favourite nephew ... Aren’t you just a treat? All sunshine and rainbows.” Darkous chuckled, turning towards the eldest son. The first born son had jet black combat cut hair, a hand-crafted long sword gripped tightly in his right hand. The boy was wearing a black suit, clearly dressed fo

They were waiting for Qin Haodong's order to kill them all. Yagyuu Waakam who had seen Yagyuu Hirai cut off Yagyuu Yoshida's arm, scolded him angrily, "Young Master, are you crazy? How can you hurt your people?" Yagyuu Hirai raised his hand and wiped his face. Then, he smiled at Yagyuu Waaka, showing his shiny teeth as he said, "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Sword, a ninth-level bodyguard from Daddy Security Company. I'm not your stupid young master."

damn them all. Queen Ysabel smiled a crooked smile, clapping her gloved hands together, “Wonderful! With that out of the way, here's what I want you to do, milord... I want you to–” . . . “My name is Jin Bathory C. Sanscroft, youngest son of Sir Edward the Sword of Steel and heir to House Sans, Your Highness.” The Princess kept her lips frozen in a practiced smile; the teacup clenched tightly by her gloved hand so much so that the handle was bound to crack into two within her unrelenting grip any second now.

It was the Five Elements Organization's Master, Devin, who had injured her father. "Father, let me kill them!" Suddenly, a youth walked out. That young man was very handsome. He was one of the best handsome men in the world. However, compared to Lucas, there was much difference between them. When Rowan saw the youth, her pale face immediately turned cold. Her father, Grayson, was seriously injured by Devin, the Master of the Five Elements Organization, when he had offended this young man. Because this young man was none other than the Five Element Organization's Young Master, Kayson Lawrence.

No one knew about it, not the owners of the castle, not the soldiers making their daily rounds and not the servants who were in their personal quarters resting. A young boy was walking cautiously on the freshly cut grass of this morning. He had shed his soldier's garb for clothes that were less restrictive and much lighter to wear. Nevertheless, he still had his sword at his side in case things got out of hand. This boy, only a few years older than Thetia, was what could be described as a promising swordsmanship talent. The term prodigy did not fit his current abilities, especially since for a person specializing in swordplay to be called a prodigy meant to compete with Hughes Kestle. He was