Novel & Cerita We're Knights Of The Round Table

The holy knights were given the job of setting up and managing the Cura glases all round the forest , The shadow knights needed to take care of Unwanted beasts , The raven knights were given the task to protect the nobles from the shadows while the Guardian Knights were given all of it as they were the Elite of the Elites . " This is simply ridiculous " said Ron as he pinched in the Munis earring that were used for staying in contact with their teammates. Chelsea agreed with him , placing her munis earring on her earlobe as well . The nobles were the one's who wanted to restart the hunt , why is it that they need to give up on their comfort , sleep and training to protect them? " Why do they

A new dawn has arrived and in its wake, a new king is crowned. The proud Kingdom of Camelot had collapsed, the Knights of the Round Table had perished with it, and a new empire rose from its soils born from its people. The new empire is named Neo-Macedonia, ruled by Aurelius Parabellum II, grandson of Augustus Parabellum. Althreya Pendragon, the last queen of Camelot, and her most loyal knights fled from the ruins of Camelot and chose to live a simpler life in the northern region. She returned to the ancestral home of her mother in a small region called Colchester. Albeit being smaller and less grand than their former residence, Althreya and her knights led a life of hunting beasts and slayi

They were surprised to see the heroes moving close to them. "Who are you?". One of the knights asked them, pointing his sword at them. "Gosh, this is really embarrassing. So you mean Emily never told you guys about us". Eddie said and the rest laughed. "Silent, you must not mention the name of our queen just like that". The three knights said to the heroes which made the heroes laugh. "Wait, you're three while we are six. I think two per one is okay". Eddie said to his team.

Every single soldiers in the Knight Division were a true knight, both in their skills and values, and they pledge their loyalty and knighthood to the Aeternum Royal family, thus seeing the President who is also their King of their servitude in such states, in was unmistakable that they were very eager to make their enemy pays for their crimes. “Knights and Wizards of Aeternum Royal Military!!…heed my words!!!….these enemies has attacked us, our fleets, our bothers and sisters!!….the worst of all!!…they have made our King shed his blood in defending our people lives!!!!….Raise your swords shield and wands!!!….Today we slaughter them all!!!!!…..GLORY BE WITH US!!!!….”.(Major Fontana) “MAY GLOR

After teleporting them down, the knights from the best training base moved in first, as Kalen’s group followed shortly after. It was just like a red-carpet show, as all the lights focused on them as soon as they climbed into the hall while their knight captain led them forward. Kalen felt a little shaken by the huge crowd, but he was also very excited. Thousands of eyes watched them as they moved forward uniformly. He was not close to the audience, but he knew that these thousands of stares directed at them were those of admiration. The front rows were allocated to them, together with the knights from the best training base. The military squire training bases of the Kingdom of Camelot had no

The King continued, "May this tournament be a testament to our kingdom's strength and unity. Let the games commence, and may the best knight prevail!" As he resumed his seat, the trumpets blared, signaling the start of the joust. Knights in gleaming armor rode out onto the field, their horses prancing with excitement. Banners fluttered in the breeze, and the air buzzed with energy. Ahvi leaned closer to me, her eyes wide with excitement. "This is it! Look, there's Lord Cromwell!" She pointed eagerly to a knight with a striking red plume on his helmet. I followed her gaze and spotted Sirius Black among the combatants, his black curls peeking out from under his helmet. He glanced toward the Em

A cluster of Gideon’s knights emerged from the edge of the hall, their armor polished, their movements sharp even here. One of them—broad-shouldered, scar slanting across his brow—lifted his goblet. “We are not poets. We are not courtiers. We are knights. And this man—our Commander—” His voice carried, pride woven through every syllable, “—is the reason most of us still draw breath.” Murmurs rippled, softer this time, respectful.

Somewhere, high above the mountain region of Felt, a group of knights is gathered to discuss their next move. They look at each other in silence, looking who will break the silence. No one did. They looked again, but this time the things were different. The oldest of the knights decided it was time speak. "Gentlemen, it is an honor to have you all here. It evens a greater honor to sit amongst you, the greatest of knights in the empire," he said.

It must have been the sex drug clouding her judgment, she reasoned to herself. ********** Another week has passed by and when Saturday came, Victory found herself sandwiched in between Aaron and Arthur at the dining table, having dinner with the Knights. The night was cool and cloudless, stars twinkled from up above and a slow gust of wind were blowing from the east. It was the perfect weather to be having a dinner party. And inside the Knight mansion, five Knights and one Sinclair were seated at the dining table, talking rambunctiously to each other. Abigail had again outdone herself as the host.

Is… is the room shrinking? “Well, yes I guess I do... knights are supposed to be serving under a liege or a lady of an important House, right? But since you are the crown princess of this kingdom, I think it’s kind of a given that I should be swearing fealty to you in the future when you are going to become the Queen,” he elaborated. And it was laughable, really.