B-rank Adventurer With An Evil Look の小説・ストーリー

Shieena leaned closer to Nio and whispered: “Be careful. This goblin is the war chief of the Tei tribe. Do you see the black colour on his face? It shows which tribe he belongs to. And the red colour on his chest? The way it is painted reveals his status. Not to mention the weapon. It's unique. It is worn only by the chief of the Tei tribe." Nio was impressed. He looked at Shieena and said: "What do you mean be careful, you should talk to him, not me."

I shrugged. “You can always bend the rules,” came a cool voice behind us. We turned. There stood a smirking, half-dressed warrior with battle scars sliced across his chest like a canvas of war stories. His aura screamed Alpha—and he made no effort to hide it. “I’m Valen Anderson. Crystal Blood. You must be the newcomers,” he said, fist-pumping each of us like we were already teammates. Something about him—his cocky tilt, the mischief in his eyes—told me he was dangerous.

I've come to terms with this being a dream of some sorts, so I'm just going to enjoy it. I watch as the wolves turn into humans and gasp, their all over the top gorgeous in human form too. I snicker inwardly, only my mind would I think that a wolf could become a human and be extordinarily gorgeous. I look at Braddock and demand he shift, yup I'm over confident in my new crazy state of mind. He complies and he's even more gorgeous as a wolf, he's huge, his fur is soft and midnight black, his peircing blue eyes have a gold circle around them and it's stunning. He bows his head to me so I can feel his fur, I feel a twinge of pain in my stomach, no please not yet, I don't want to leave my d

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

It was going to be hard to keep up. I finally got to the bottom of the drawer, and I was just about to shut it when my hands brushed against something else. Another piece of paper. I frowned, pulling it out. It was a picture of the man at the party. The picture was ripped into two, with the other half missing. The one in my hand was of him. Zane Blackwood. His eyes felt alive in that picture as he stared back at me. I could see the remaining part of a woman's hand around his waist.

When I returned my gaze, he quickly concealed half of his face in Borracho's large arm. "I have spied on every kingdom before this." The man acted without even looking at me. It approached Meridio's tear and immediately scooped up the water at its base. His hands sparkled with diamond liquid on his palm. "Septen Camp has a good team," he said again, closing his eyes. These fighters are all inexperienced. Except for the fifth zone, Rouma can take them all down." "With the exception of the fifth?" I asked. "The fifth warrior is royalty. A V-1 ranked elven. "He's a prince." Kenru begins to describe the prince.

The devil grinned at him like a maniac, his eyes challenging Riven to attack him. Just as the golden beast prepared to lunge, two figures appeared out of the crater of flames and slammed into him. Momentarily caught off guard, the golden beast stumbled backwards but remained on his feet. His red eyes shot up to see two familiar figures standing before him. Brandon and... Zeke. The bloody betrayer was still alive. "Long time, no see Riven",Brandon growled. "I should have know you wouldn't die in Tartarus. It would be my pleasure to kill you finally"

my uncle questioned once the man had closed the doors. He turned to me. “How do you know about Simoa and I?” “She showed me the memory of the day Eligor marked her,” I told him. “Who are you exactly?” Pixie asked. When the man wasn’t saying anything, my uncle took over. “His name is Brennus, King of Advalur. Theirs is the dimension of the most powerful wizards throughout. He’s the most purely powerful wizard there is.” “What do you mean purely powerful?” my mate asked.

As the blood of the Supreme Demon Lord ran through his veins, he possessed strength that rivaled Yorick’s, or perhaps even surpassed his. Brielle was no pushover either. Henrik Declan even stated that she would be the first to reach the Emperor Rank among all living beings in the Apocalypse Age. With their great strength, they successfully forced their enemies to retreat. However, to avoid unnecessary trouble, they did not dare show themselves easily.

a slightly low male voice sounded, causing Brawen to take her eyes off Chris, she turned to look at Riven who was raising her small arm, her eyes questioning. "It's okay." Brawen shook his head. "Sorry, I should have come pick you up." "It's not Riven's fault, I'm fine." Brawen smiled wryly. Riven watched Brawen smile back, his amber eyes a little wild but absolutely warm, he held out his hand: "So will you allow me to be your partner tonight?". The girls' regretful gazes turned towards Riven. Admittedly, even though Riven was only a C-rank Vampire, there was no denying that his perfection was comparable to that of a noble.