Swords Quotes Novels & Stories

Levi indicated, placing his sword back in his cloak. "The sword don't make the warrior, the warrior makes the sword. Isn't this your quote?" I asked turning around to face him with the sword pointed to his direction. "You and I, right now in a sword fight." I challenged, even though I haven't fully gotten used to it. "I thought you were pissed over the fact that I had told you the truth?" I knew he was going to bring back the issues we had exchanged words earlier. "Whatever! Are you accepting my challenge or not?" He pulled off his sword and points in my direction as well.

Lucas glanced at Quinto. Quinto suddenly felt that he had lost his composure when he heard it. After composing himself, he then said to Lucas with a deep voice, "Lucas the Demon, it's only a given that I will not buy it. In Holy Land, the Emperor Slashing Sword is a top-tier treasure." After saying it, Quinto's old face looked arrogant once again. Lucas smiled faintly and his stunning face remained composed. He then said slowly to Quinto, "I've also got a sword, so please, everyone, behold!"

Undeterred by the interruption, the Stewart family head led the group to the Sword Viewing Cliff, eager to showcase a cherished family relic to Alexander. As they approached, Alexander's gaze was drawn to the ancient inscription adorning the cliff, penned with a blade, a testament to the formidable legacy of the Quantz family's swordsmanship. "In ten paces, a life is taken, leaving no trace for a thousand miles!" Despite the millennia that have passed, the sharpness of the sword intent remains unabated. Entranced by the profound simplicity of the inscription, Alexander contemplated the timeless wisdom encoded within its words, recognizing the vast gulf between his own skill and the mastery i

Any weapon was fine with him as long as it could help him in the battle. Yman opened his Cyber Screen and summoned a cursor, then he pointed it to one of the swords. It was followed by a window display that appeared in front of his face. [Silver Sword] The source of this content is novelB(i)n.NET. Rank Common Atack + 20 "The sword that saves one's life is a fine sword no matter it was edgeless." Such a description was written on the sword details. Yman thought that this quote might be hiding deep meaning. He suddenly remembered something. His teacher used to tell him before that, "a wooden weapon that can save one's life is better than a divine weapon that chooses its wielder."

A man breathless, standing valiantly before all his enemies. He was called Cyou chen, a swordsman who earned an unrivaled title. After being trained by the nine demon swordsmen. Chyou Chen travels the world to fight with various expert warriors from all over the country. "Why are you just silent?" Chyou chen asked, while wiping the sweat that filled his forehead. "Quickly hand over all the martial books you haveAfter that we will let you live."

Exactly as seen earlier in the castle. The sword. “What does that one do?” I asked, pointing to it. “It drinks blood. For anyone it kills, their blood is stored in the blade. You would try to always have a clothing between you and the hilt” That did not sound more beneficial than fairy dust. “So how useful would it be to protect me?” With only a smile, “very” Time to close the deal. “I have one silver coin” playing with the coins against my fingers. “Make it three and we have a deal”

“Now, you will wipe your tears and take your bath. Pull yourself together and let's go to the battlefield to fight the word…” “Your soul is your sword!”

"I have a very important matter that needs to be discussed with you" " What is it? ". " They know about the swords".She turned to me. "Who knows about the sword and how and there are two? ". "I can not tell you who they are. With time you will get to know. Yes there are two. The Sword of Sacrifice is the other one. One of your enemy's ancestors used to work for me. One of them deceived me so I banned them from coming on my land. If their ancestors had not served me so long I would have removed their existence by now" She was fuming by now as if remembering the incident has made her blood boil. She composed herself .

She shrugged irritably and said in her defense, “She was…well, I’d swear she was brown nosing for some reason.” He shrugged. “Get used to it. That one isn’t all that bad once you get past the gushing, though.” He lowered his voice and murmured in her ear, “The thing about a sword, love, is you have to know when to use it. You possess an especially powerful one. Try not to annihilate too many defenseless young things.” She sighed, feeling too old for this kind of torture. “I’m getting the impression you’re somewhat admired here.” These people surely weren’t sucking up to them to get closer to her. Fallon laughed.

He shrugged most innocently. “Uhm….I am not so sure if I still recall how it is done because it has been long since I held my hand on the sword….” “Once a fighter, always a fighter. The flesh might get old and the bones tired they say, but the spirit never dies, even after your death” He cut me off and spoke and honestly that was the most motivating speech I have ever received from someone in a while. “Fine, let’s try this. But I have to warn you, you are giving me way more credit than I deserve so anything you see less than you expected, you called it upon yourself. You will deal with the disappointment” I warned.