Yoriichi Kny の小説・ストーリー

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.

“Iroshi, your request is unfair. Who here does not know that Yumiko is a world champion in samurai combat.” I don’t. Oh fuck. Yumiko smiles at me through her blood-red lips and pulls out her sword, she makes no effort to cover up her breast. Kane continues, lifting my bandaged arm for all to see. “Plus Lily’s arm is wounded.” I feel so useless right now. Kane drops my arms and holds the sword in both his hands. “Let me fight you instead Iroshi. This would very much liven the dull atmosphere here tonight don’t you think?”

A red dotted map appears, indicating that the Lord is in danger and at the point shown on Don Lee's cell phone. Don Lee was a little confused, he knew, his master was not someone to be easily defeated. He was sure, the situation that befell his master was not an ordinary situation. That's why, he brought many of his troops to the location point. Not only ordinary troops, Don Lee also brought the greatest troops in martial arts. ______ Jordan Catwalk entered the laboratory room. The man carried a syringe with a green liquid in it. "What do you want from us?" asked Jeremy. Jordan, who was walking with Diana and Jack beside him, laughed.

It was when Kazuo looked at the man carefully that he realized it was his enemy, Ryosuke, who stood in front of him at this time, not other people! “You are…” “It’s me!” Ryosuke lifted his long robe, showed his katana, and instantly drew it out. Kazuo was not a normal person. He immediately responded, and both of them fought. The young man had the advantage. Not to mention that Ryosuke’s knife skill was the top in the ninja world of the East Ocean. Besides, Kazuo felt guilty conscience, so he lost after they fought using a few methods. His arm was cut, and he was in extreme pain.

- R H Y K E R "Captain of the White Knights, Akito Takeshi, Kai Takeshi and lastly the first commander of the army, Camélia Gran!" The guard announced, making me sigh in exasperation, I hate paperwork and if it's an urgent matter I should deal with it and solved it. My country is important to me, like my family and my girlfriend. There are three things that matter to me, I can't abandon one of them, it would represent death for me. "Your royal highness." They bowed down, I waved my hand and showed them where to seat. Akita stayed up while the commander and Kai sat down, lazy people.

“Forget it. He is nothing more than a cripple now. It’s not worth putting so much effort into him. If he had some real ability, Nanako wouldn’t be so badly injured!” Hiroshi quickly stated, “Actually, we can’t blame Yamamoto-san for this matter. It’s mainly because Nanako-san’s opponent’s coach was simply too powerful…” “Powerful?” Yahiko snorted and said contemptuously, “Tanaka, you may have some kind of misunderstanding about the word powerful. Let me tell you, the truly powerful skill is not karate or any of those martial arts, but it’s Japanese Ninjutsu and Onmyoji. Those are the real extraordinary powers. Yamamoto’s karate is just some lame and unpractical skills of the ordinary people!

When he was in the Eastern Divine Eagle, he knew a lot of intelligence and secrets because his members came from all over the world. One of them was the most legendary unique skill of Japan. Third Knife Style! "I didn't expect you to know such a unique skill! But it's no wonder. If you don't even know this, you're not worthy of being the master of the peerless Dragon Gate." Katou Hui sneered and walked toward Yang Xiao. "In order to let you die with knowing it, I can now tell you some secrets about my teacher." "Oh? I still have such an honor?" Yang Xiao was a little surprised.

The blindfold was ripped away as strong hands forced me to my knees on the tatami mats of the hidden Kyoto ryokan. The air smelled of incense, expensive sake, and raw masculine power. Standing before me was a stunning woman in a blood-red kimono, her black hair pinned with ornate kanzashi, and a dragon tattoo peeking from her collar. She was Akira Hayashi, the ruthless Dragon Princess who now controlled the most powerful Yakuza syndicate in Japan.

She picked up the said deadly weapon in her hands and attacked the intruder, "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY POWER OF THE FRYING PAN" accompanied the war cry. The person swiftly turned his figure silhouetted against the light streaming from the refrigerator. His because Eira's mind registered the fact that it was a male from the build. The person tried to take on the holy power of the frying pan that Eira had now slapped onto his face. Smack. The momentum of it had him slamming against the refrigerator door. Eira again tried to attack the person but a hand flashed out in the darkness taking hold of her hand firmly

But as I am about to punch, he speaks up “I was a knight in my time, the knighthood of Yora.“ He says, showing me his wrist that is engraved with a tattoo that I don’t recognize. Two swords are guarding a circular object that has a braided design on its circumference. “I will not be torn to pieces, like a dog. I will be beheaded like a warrior.“ I put both my hands on his neck, look him in the eyes one last time before I rip his head off his neck, barely giving him a chance to scream. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahh“ That scream that I just heard, is so not Taho‘s. Fuck!