Were Knights Nobles Novels & Stories

Someone like her. A Half Noble, Half Servile. Her mother is a servile and the father she never knew was a noble. Though her mother said she is not a bastard. She never wants to talk about anything concerning her father. As the name implies, Noble, the nobles are wealthy, rich, spoiled people in their society and were originally descendants of royal kings and queens but as the world advanced there were no kings and queens but politics, president democracy and stuff. High men and women. Celebrities. Doctors. And all those high positions.

They were all tangled together, the moves were too swift to be caught by gunshots, he was constantly aiming there, he couldn’t take his aim due to the swift dueling of the black and whites of the warriors. The black knights were way more skilled, they seemed to be some knights of a professionally trained army, one could tell from the black shiny horses covered with steel armors, so were the knights, one could tell that they were trained for the purpose of protection. No part of their body was unprotected by the armor, they had their defense unreachable. They were slowly taking over the battlefield and their skill was beating down the white stallions slowly. She couldn’t appreciate from the d

Eldrick put forth his question in an ambiguous manner, waiting to see would the man he was here to catch get the hint before he fell for the trap. “The ministers attend the sessions in the courtroom while the knights battle it out on the battleground.” Kolan answered only to receive a shake of the head from the Lord. “Let me rephrase my question. What ornament differentiates a minister and a knight?” This time everybody understood what the man was asking. “A minister wears a penannular brooch while a knight doesn’t.” Once against Kolan was the one to speak.

What! Mortals? Going to hell? Yang Xiao almost choked with laughter when he heard those words. He was a firm materialistic person. He did not believe in God, mortals, or hell. "Aren't you also a mortal? Go to hell now!" Yang Xiao glared at him, held his Dragon's Wrath Sword, and rushed forward. Obviously, the Knights of the Holy Court were different from other knights in Europe. Not only were the Holy Knights of the Holy Court equipped with light armor for their guards, but even their mounts and horses were also equipped with good saddles and equipment that could cover an area of more than 80% of the horse's body.

I held his face in my hands. "I'm sorry. I needed more time to come back with as much information as possible. How've you been?" Amari asked. "I've been good. Any news?" I asked. "Yes. I spoke to some people and they found out that, the people who attacked that day were from Glacia. Also,....the attack was not an ordinary one. It was aimed at the Royal Family." "Glacia? That is the kingdom of King Arthur. If he wants his son to marry me, why did he attack us?" I asked, confused.

“Can we come to visit you soon? I want to show everyone in the pack my new sword!” I can’t help but laugh at his enthusiasm, the sound bubbling up like a melody. “Yes, little warrior. But remember, we must be careful. A knight must always be responsible.” Arthenon, more reserved but equally eager, joins us, his eyes shining with admiration as he grips his wooden sword. “Are you really a knight now, Aloria? Like in the stories?” I kneel down to their level, my heart overflowing with love for my brothers. “I am, but being a knight means more than just titles and armor. It means being brave, helping others, and always standing up for what is right.”

It crashed into the far wall and slumped to the floor, leaving a grisly smear of red in its wake. Knox turned his pitiless gaze upon the remaining nobles, who shrank back in open terror. Many fell to their knees, hands clasped in desperate pleas for mercy that would not come. Even the bravest knights and warriors could do naught but cower before the sheer, overwhelming force of Knox's power and fury.

Unlike them, Victor’s expression never softened when he looked at her. What kind of man was Roman Knight? But one thing was for sure, Somewhere within the massive estate, Roman Knight was there. And tomorrow, she would finally have to face him properly.

"Well, that changed when I became your number one knight." George rolled his eyes. His feet moved again and took him to stand in front of the dirty knight. "You could always ask for something better to wear." "What? Too dirty for your liking, your majesty?" Anthony chuckled, shoving the king gently. Anthony liked his attire. His ripped black jeans with custom made knee pads over them. The leather strap across his chest that held a sword or a bow (it depended on the day, really). The metal chest pad over his green sweater—the sleeves rolled up to reveal his muddy and scarred arms after each day. The black cloak tied around his neck. It was just him, and he couldn't imagine himself in anything

They came from the Drachentia Kingdom's border region which was near the palace, as well as the border gate in the rural area, in greater numbers than the soldiers had ever handled. Maftah started deploying knights belonging to noble families to help suppress the appearance of monsters. No noble family can oppose a decree from their King, but that doesn't mean they are willing to lend their private knights completely to the palace. Most of them only sent a quarter of the number of knights they had, while the rest were positioned to guard their property. Maftah could not rebuke the actions of the nobles for fear that it would backfire on him. "Dylan? Where is Dylan now?” Maftah got up from hi