Romans & histoires Was Arlong A Warlord

But to others nations and Kingdom, such unbelievable feat, was a warning sign for them. The existence of the Warlord Bandit Group, with over 5 000 members and 3 heavy fortified base, on top of the mountains, Was something that many countries, Dukedom of Angela, Hallerus Kingdom, The Institute of Artemesia, all the way to Visma Nation, knew about the notorious bandit reputations. In the wake of it’s menace, the Warlord Bandit Group were considered as a small army, very ruthless and vicious. These neighbouring countries has all experienced the terror of their attacks.

“Because he’s hot? Because he talks pretty when he’s not dodging questions? You don’t even know who he is.” “I do,” I said softly. Both James and Sadie looked at me. Sadie blinked. “You what?” “I looked him up,” I admitted. “The day after we got married.” Misha’s jaw ticked, but he stayed quiet. Sadie frowned. “What do you mean you looked him up?” I hesitated, then said it. “He was called the Warlord. A battlefield legend. There are forums about him. Articles, classified leaks, ghost reports from conflict zones. People called him a myth. Some didn’t believe he was real.”

he shrugged and took the water bottle from Yara. "Thank you," he said to her and drank it whole. "I so much despise this Gora," she announced while riding up the stairs with Zaviar and Yara flanking her. "The Pakistani boys are much better than them." "Just because you couldn't have colorful eyes and blonde hair doesn't mean you should be jealous of the one having." She locomoted her body to look at the face of none other than Abraham Chauhdry. He was standing two steps behind her. His electric green eyes were contracted into narrow slits due to bright sunlight. His blonde hair shimmered in the sunshine. Minahil was too busy glaring at him

When Silas heard his brother’s question, he turned to look at Arlo and then sneered as he said, “My dear brother, don’t blame me for being ruthless. I’m only acting on the British Lord’s order. To be honest with you, I am your alternative.” “What?!” Arlo was stunned. He had never thought that he actually had an alternative as one of the five Military Governor Officers and one of the British Lord’s most trusted confidants! Moreover, he could not imagine that his alternative was actually his brother!

He was guarding my back. ​Alaric saw me. The massive, stoic mercenary’s silver eyes widened in relief. He slammed his fist over his heart, dropping to one knee in the bloody sand. ​"Hail the Warlord!" Alaric roared, his voice echoing through the ruined stadium. ​Without hesitation, the five hundred hardened killers of the Shadow Legion dropped to their knees, their fists over their hearts .

And yet, Aragorn thrived in madness. The guard’s expression grew darker still. “And then there are the warriors. Not ordinary soldiers, Lady Eva. These are the strongest warriors to walk the earth. Men who’ve carved reputations in blood and conquest. Men who’ve trampled upon packs and taken heads as trophies. Each one is a storm by himself.” I forced myself to remain calm, though dread twisted inside me like a knife. “And they all came… for Nicklaus?”

If Zachary and Dora were still here, they would definitely be grateful for their early departure. Because if Gabriel wasn't lying, the person approaching now was Hector Downy, the Warlord of the East. Who would dare provoke him seeing that he was one of the top figures of Dragonia? Even Felix narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered, "The Warlord of the East?" Gabriel heard Felix, but he didn't have time to worry about the latter. He had already given him plenty of chances earlier. It was up to the warlord to decide how to handle things, which was beyond Gabriel's control.

KATARA CAMPS The news about the possible conspiracy being weaved by the Manrast kingdom against Katara was not hard to spread at all, The kingdoms had a long history of conflicts during Taghit's golden era, Once the Major General of Katara's army received the word of his spies, he didn't waste any time to send them to his king back in the capital, Sadly for him, the pigeon he sent as well as the rider were both ambushed by the shadow demons, Causing the Katara capital to be oblivious about the scheme. The Major General and commander, Aisso Tomi, was an old and very experienced military man, and despite his age, he was rather strong and active, back in his golden days he was considered the Ka

“It happened decades ago. Anyway, Morvan was one of the few warriors who survived that day. Alpha Alastor called him a hero, a lonely general facing the demonic powers… That was how his legend—and his power in the council—began.” “I see…” I bit the inner side of my cheek, processing what they'd told me. Then I looked at Torin. “You said there were three generals… What happened to the other two?” “The other two generals were brothers: Percival and Sohan Argyris,” Torin said. “The older one, Percival, died in the first year of the war. His younger brother took command over whatever was left of Percival's army and fought bravely for almost a decade…” His lips stretched into a sorrowful smile.

The Wolf King's rampage and his journey to destroy the world were one of them. But what vision did he actually see that led to that? His brother, slowly but surely, got his hands on Sorcery. He learned the forbidden art through envoys from the corrupted Central Continent. At the same time, there were also different groups following the arrival of the corrupt. They were refugees who had survived the flame of war and had nowhere to go except to the East. One of them was Arai, who was trying to protect the children of her late Commander, who died in the war.