Artemis Fowl: The Last Guardian の小説・ストーリー

She wore a simple white robe that seemed to repel the soot and ash of the destroyed tower. "You have your mother’s stubbornness," she said. Her voice sounded like water over smooth stones. I froze. "You knew my mother?" "I am Elara," she said, walking closer. "I was the one who taught your mother how to hide. I am the Last Guardian of the Silver Deep. And you, Lyra, have just done something very dangerous." "I saved my son," I snapped, pulling Leo closer. "I don't care about your titles or your secrets."

Last month, when the pack's water source was poisoned, it was Arthene who guarded the riverbank for seven days and nights to purify the water! He sized me up with a disgusted look. "Meanwhile, you only know how to use filthy means behind my back and sell your body to Rogues for a cheap thrill!" Boom— My mind went blank. So... he always thought the one who saved him was Arthene?

"I met her at a party the other week. Actually, I met her at a diner. I felt something was off when I met her. Since her wolf was suppressed at the time, I couldn't make out whether she was a wolf or a human. She smelt of both at the same time. I noticed her necklace and wanted to know more. So I found her at a high school party she went to. We spoke a bit there. Then I was with her during her first shift at school. That is where my wolf Tye and I confirmed she was our mate. We grew a friendship within our time of knowing each other. She spent the day yesterday at my lake house with my friends and then the night there. She has acknowledged she is my mate, too, through her wolf. She has a lot

Except a folded piece of parchment. She unfolded it. Only one sentence remained. The last pages were not destroyed. They were hidden by the last Guardian. Everyone stared. Aldren’s face drained of color. “No…” Elara looked up. “What is it?” He whispered almost to himself, “I thought the Guardians had all died.” Riven’s grip tightened on his sword. “If one survived…” “…then someone has been protecting the truth all this time.” Before anyone could speak again… A distant explosion shook the chamber.

In some of these underground locations, he carried discussions about illegal-I mean legal- transportation of his oils. To my right, I caught the musky scent of old novels. Quite attracted to the familiarity it brought, I skimmed my fingertips over their spines, unaware of the dust bunnies that followed. I sneezed, recoiling my hand. Rubbing my nose, I looked overhead at the slightly skewed hung-up portrait. I noticed the three people I hated the most and cursed at them before shifting my gaze upwards. Master Thelowar hung planets and stars he had made of fabrics. They were called some weird-ass scientific name that I don't care to remember. Through overarching windows, he carefully positione

he greeted Alasdair with a straight face, and then he lowered his head. After hearing the voice of his loyal comrade, Alasdair turned around and stared at him. “Greetings, Arphen. What brings you here?” he asked. “I’m about to share the information I got during my investigation,” Arphen responded. Alasdair walked towards the table and sat on a chair, the usual place for their meetings. Arphen quickly followed him, taking a seat facing the headmaster’s direction. “This is about the griffin. Luna’s guardian was under the power of Algea.”

It was a brutal dance, our skills tested to their limits. "Emily, remember what we learned," Eleanor called out, her voice rising above the chaos. "Use the amulet!" I clutched the glowing amulet, feeling its power surge through me. Concentrating, I channeled its energy, directing it towards the guardian. A beam of light shot from the amulet, striking the creature and forcing it to pause. It howled in pain, the ethereal light around it flickering. Seizing the moment, Nathanial and I launched a coordinated attack. Our blades glowed with the same light, slicing through the guardian's defenses. Eleanor's magic wrapped around it, binding it in place. With a final, desperate roar, the guardian fel

’ Marcus grinded his teeth. Too many people talking at the same time, too many problems to fix. I likely had bodies under the rumble. I knew General Storm was on his way. I meant what I said Artemis wasn’t going any where. I gripped her to my chest and opened the portal above us. I held my wings in and shot into the sky. *** ‘Is it even safe here?’ Artemis lingered outside the door. I sighed, ‘Is the high and mighty Artemis afraid? Can’t take care of yourself anymore?’

I called to him. He stopped and nodded at me from over his shoulder and walked out the door leaving it slightly open. I held the jar up and inspected its contents. It’s an awful green booger looking glob and smells like mouldy tree moss. Whispering in the foyer caught my attention, so I put the jar down and leaned forward, trying to listen “Too quickly” was Artemis’ voice, “What do you mean it was too quick how is that possible?” it sounded like Roe, Gunner's mum,

I clear my throat quietly and bring myself to focus as she repeats herself once more. “Alpha Wade,” she says slowly, making sure I am paying attention this time. “I, Aliauna Fletcher, 115th Guardian of the Guardian sect, bind myself to you. It is my honor and my mission to protect you at all costs, My life is forfeit if it means that you may survive. My blade and my body are weapons for you to use as protection. I am your shield, your sword, and your confidant.” She takes the stone dagger off the pillow between us and she lifts it up to the sky.