Novels by Minato Han

Ishmael did not get up until Lord Henderson was out of sight. His personal vault! This was the unexpected. He knew thistle had conquered another lord and expanded his kingdom, and all of the previous lord’s possession became his. This would be exciting as everyone knew that there was an unimaginable amount of rare items in there! He got up quickly and went to seek out Jeramy. “Jeramy, Lord Henderson has offered me two selections out of his personal vault. He requires that you see to it. He has informed me that you have vital knowledge about the contents stored in there. He hinted that this information would be important upon my selection.” Ishmael could not help but to smile proudly as he announced this to Jeramy. Jeramy could not help but to scratch his head before he replied. “Ishmael, there are definitely things that are stored in there that could not be found if atte

Ishmael knew that he was going to have to face Lord Henderson. He dared not go back empty handed. If he did that would be a certain death. He walked back in the direction he came from. Right before the inn, he found Alyisha. There she laid, in the meadow. “For give me for not burying you, but I require your body.” His words were drowned out from the sound of the inn collapsing on itself. Ishmael did not flinch but remained heavy hearted. He did believe in any god, but he always respected the dead. This was going to be his only exception. He gently picked her up and carried her to his mount. He dared not delay, for he was going to be in need of assistance. However riding with a deceased person was cumbersome and time consuming. He didn’t want to dishonor the dead. So he carefully placed Alyisha perpendicular to the mount, making sure not to let her fall. He jumped on the horse and carefully started his journey to Lord Henderson

Ka-Rin had just came back to her senses, as she watched X slay Hezi. “Mother!” She cried out as ran towards he mother. “My Daughter!” Alyisha gasped, as the was still struggling to regain all the air that was slowly forced away from her. “Are you okay mother, please stay with us!” Alyisha bursted into laughter, “My dear daughter it will take more than placing a hammer on me to….” She started coughing before she finished her words. Alyisha still needed more time to recover. Ka-Rin picked her head up and looked at X. There he stood with the translucent blade in his hand. He flicked it downward to free the last of Hezi’s blood off to it and slowly sheathed it. He was able to slay so many men, yet he is unscathed. What is he? That monstrous hammer was roughly two hundred pounds but he managed to split it as if it were a log. He really is a direct descendant of the Han Clan. Ka-Rin was in awe, she bowed her head and spoke to X. “Th

“What is your relationship to X? Where is he? Is he by himself.” Hezi glared at Alyisha. Hezi held her against the wall, hoping to intimidate her. He did not want to slay such a gorgeous lady. He slowly got closer to her and whispered in her ear, “If you choose to say nothing I will burn down this inn, and everyone in it including you.” Alyisha stood before him and started to laugh. “You, who came here with a little over two dozen men thinking that it will be enough? Even if you brought a thousand men, it would only hinder you.” Slap! Hezi could not handle what the woman said before him. Hezi was deeply angered. “I will kill you for insulting me and Lord Henderson! I wanted to keep you alive as a toy for my men but it seems that you longer have that luxury.” He threw Alyisha to the side as he reached for him war hammer. It was monstrous! The hammer itself weighted more than one hundred fifty pounds, it was casted of so

The day had already began turning into night. Slowly footsteps could be herd. Ishmael, was pleased. “Did you get lost along the way brother?” He joked as Israel came into view. “No, but traveling with more than a dozen men is not as fast as traveling solo. What news do you have for us?” Israel demanded. “Nothing, the man is still in the inn. There has not been more than three people that have came to the inn. Only a hand few have left, all were on foot. I suppose there is only about maybe a total of ten people in the inn. Traffic is slow, almost nonexistent. We should let the men get situated and before we start the ambush.” Ishmael said as he looked to the moon. The moon was slow to rise, as if it had been trying to delay the process. Ishmael pointed to the moon, “One it claims it spot in the night, the time will be ripe.” Israel nodded in agreement. “Hezi, come here.” Called I

Ishmael had rode as fast as the steed would let him. He had rode through the night and made his was way through the plains. He had arrived a little faster than what he expected. He had also took into consideration that it was only himself, and he had already knew the way. There, in the distance was the inn. There is nothing that he could not could see for he choose the perfect vantage point that was before the inn. None the less it was almost perfect timing. The sun had already itself in the sky. From what it looked like was someone who had stopped upon their journey to take a break. “Here, will be a good spot.” Ishmael muttered to himself. He gathered all the martial needed to start a small fire has Israel had instructed him too. He causally laid back and observed the inn.….It was the first morn