Twisted Wonderland Royal Sword Academy Novels & Stories

The crowd noticed immediately. A roar rolled through the arena as I stepped forward. The cage door opened. Two figures stood waiting inside. Twins. Wolf shifters. I recognized them the moment I saw the academy crest on their shirts. Not Rosewood. Some eastern academy that trained shifters and mages together. Interesting. They pulled their shirts off as I entered the cage. Both of them were built lean and fast, the kind of fighters who relied on speed over brute force. One of them cracked his knuckles.

Magical. Guardian Torus held up his sword in time to Prince Mitchalus hammering down his sword on his. The boy even showed off by spinning with the attack. The multiple hits cause the Guardian’s sword to shatter into pieces. Skillfully, the Guardian dodged the loss and summoned another orb of water from the waterfall. The prince was on his tail. Every movement, the prince was there with an attack.

"And what does that mean?" "It means the magic realm will no longer be safe. Magic Academy is on natural grounds, but..." Hayden scratches the back of his head, eyes appearing concerned before he continues. "The teachers are of different species, and so I don't think it's safe to stay here either." "Oh..." I take a deep breath. "And since you're the vampire prince, you're probably the least safe."

Wizard Zudan curved his smile. The witch slowly stood up from her throne and the blueberries she was holding fell! her eyes twinkled, while fear cross her face, the armies inside the palace begin to look at each other while the sword that the Head of Rebel was holding fell from him.

Suddenly it explode in my face and its glistening glittery ashes-like parts reformed into a wand. "Woww..."I opened my palm and it rested on it slowly. As it touched my palm, I felt its pleasing coldness and smooth texture was amazing. I held it with both of my hands and checked every inch of my wand. It was fully detailed and elegant. It was Royal Blue twelve inches stick and a snowflake at the holder part where my thumb should settle. "Not bad," If I was not problematic and down, I would be jumping and bragging about how beautiful it was. I would keep saying how amazing it is. If the situation was just different. But at least, it left my mood up and brought me the courage to continue today

Everyone seemed to know everyone else. She had her eyes out for 3 people, a boy named Raul, who would be known as the first magic swordsmaster from the academy, a girl called Vivian Quin, who would be the best marksman archer and adopted daughter of the Quin family and lastly Ian, a boy who would become the master of the mage tower in the future.

He said coldly, "Wilbur, welcome to the Domain of the Holy Sword. Let me give you a welcome gift!" Kearson waved the light sword in his hand. Suddenly, on the ground, huge swords of light pierced out, rapidly spreading toward Wilbur. Wilbur immediately started to dodge them, but no matter how he dodged, light swords would continue to emerge from the ground, chasing after him relentlessly.

he said and looked at Laila, Mabu, Jun, and Sylv. Laila, Mabu, Jun, and Sylv nodded in affirmation. They were really present that day since the East Kingdom’s royal family has something important to announce regarding the future of their land. It really concerns their land, just that, they didn’t expect that it would be a witch, who wanted to rule them all.

Thaddeus said to all of us, the students who had been taking the Royal Warrior Program. This program would encompass training for the royal military and royal knighthood, with the headmaster's assessment determining which path each student is best suited for. It entailed foundational training, chivalry and ethics, specialized tracks, royal military track, royal knighthood track, real-world simulations, mentorship and guidance, and last but not least, culminating trials.

It defied everything he had drilled into my mind about the necessity of a wand for magic. A burning curiosity consumed me. Could magic truly be wielded without a wand, or was that an anomaly? I felt a surge of determination to unravel this mystery, to understand the depths of my newfound abilities and the untapped potential that lay within. The stolen book held the key, and I was eager to unlock the secrets of magic that had been denied to me for far too long.