Hero King の小説・ストーリー

Recently, King Edward Herman and Queen Mary Herman had announced the fixed marriage of their daughter to the King of Country A. Country A was the richest and most powerful nation, ruled by the formidable and ruthless King Alexander Knight, often referred to as the "God of War" for his undefeated record on the battlefield since the age of 15. Country K, in contrast, is a small and vulnerable nation, situated next to Country A. Due to continuous attacks from their powerful neighbor, the people of Country K had suffered greatly. Their resources and strength were insufficient to defend against the aggressors.

“Please don’t think that I mean this in an offensive way, but why would the God of war be at my door step?” “No offense taken. Before I reveal the reason I am here, how about we get to know each other first?” He nods. “As you already know, I am Ares, the God of war. I assume you are an authority here. What’s your name and title?” “You assume right. My name is Kyro, I have been the reigning king over my people here for the last five hundred years. I hope your visit doesn’t bring trouble for our kind.” I nod my head at the king.

Rihero didn’t show up. “Maybe he rethought his decision?” Grapy told me when we were alone for a moment. I shook my head. “No. He isn’t the kind of per-” Speak of the devil and he shall appear. No sooner had the words left my lips than the doors to the hall were pushed opened and in came none other than Rihero Von Palestine, the Dragon King.

This was his last shot at getting her to come to terms with the fact that Rune was guilty, and if this didn't work, then he had no clue what else to do. Would it be easier if he restricted Kyra? Kyra was as sneaky as ever and would always find a way if she wanted to. The goon, distracted by his footstep, made a slow turn with his hands by his side and waited. Recognizing him as Arlo, the only surviving soldier of Ruslan's attack, Adler sized him with his eyes; he healed quickly; well, it wasn't as if the wound was that deep; the poor guy was just eaten up by the terror of watching it happen.

Well, Hera didn't like discovering that something was impossible to achieve. When her greed was about to engulf her completely, Hera discovered a man by her side. "Is it Kalias you desire?" He asked with that yellowed smile. "Because if it is, I know exactly how to give you what you desire, my dear." Hera bowed, for the man in front of her was the great general of the pack. He was the king's trusted man. "But... Lord Kalias..." "Kalias is a fool," he said sharply. "He wouldn't see the difference between fools' gold and real gold," he explained directly, "but me? Oh dear... I see," he purred, "I see how precious you are."

All our attention are being directed to the old wizard. "Continue!" Mr. Bates raises his voice making me almost say something in return but Maleficus glances towards me in a warning. "I thought it was Brad, but it was actually Nick pretending to be his brother, Brad. These two Princes have the same aura and strength, their beauty has very little difference against one another that one cannot tell who is who unless you have lived with them for years. And also it is right that the crowned Prince is Brad having finished all the difficult trials as the next Alpha King, however, the fated mate for your daughter and the Prince who married her, made love to her and the father of your future grandki

For an underground Fight Club, they do make delicious popcorn. We hurried to find our seats in the mass of people who were already cheering on the fight. Our seats was almost close to the front seat. We could see the fight clearly. It was a cage fight and two grown men were punching each other. One bigger than the other, it was hardly a fair fight. Loud cheers erupted around us, everyone cheering for their opponents. 'Butcher' and 'Kincaid.' I didn't know who to cheer for but one thing I do know is they were badly hurt. I gripped my popcorn tightly as I watched the fight with horror and anticipation. I was still watching when the big man in the cage grabbed the lean one and gave him a punch

’ The warrior was informing Striker. I stepped back from him. A string of my heart was tugged at. I sprinted towards the balcony and looked down. ‘ Who is he? ’ Striker was asking through the link but I was already looking at the answer. ‘ Alpha King of the East. ’ The warrior revealed. The world stilled around me. Time slowed down. Everything else disappeared. With a rapidly beating heart in my chest, I stared at the man on the black horse. He picked his head which was covered with a hood.

It started with war pleaded with tears and ends with blood Once upon a time there lived an Alpha King named Alejandro king, he was ruthless and stern, he ruled the werewolf kingdom with an iron fist. The werewolf king had a mate, our queen, Ivory King. Our queen was unable to produce us an heir. After year and years of trying Queen Ivory begged her younger sister Alovia who was a Davister witch for the fruit of the womb but Alovia refused.

There was silence in our living room as we sat thinking of what the morrow would bring. The time for the annual tribute had come. Every year, fifteen halfbreeds from the South, East and West were sent to the capital in the North. This was done to show loyalty to the King of the Alphas. Alpha King Alcius Thane. Unbeatable in strength and Wisdom, he was basically a god. A direct descendant of the moon goddess. A Lycan.