Novel & Cerita Gareth Fgo

And Gabe was probably behind it. “D-Do you really not want to work for my family?” Gareth asked. “I’ll pay you billions.” “I have seen all the wealth there is in the world,” Gabe responded. “I see…” Gareth didn’t know what to say after Gabe said such bold words. What was he even supposed to make of such words? Was Gabe from a royal family or something? He didn’t think so, but he didn’t dare question Gabe's personal details, either. “As you said, Gregg targeted us,” Gareth said. “I didn’t think he’d come after me so soon. The beating I gave him was clearly not enough.”

I need to go back with Pharaoah and Pakstan. My guard nods and retreats to join Ruslan. “Auntie!” I freeze, the phone nearly clattering to the ground at the small voice. My head jerks to the left, and my gaze lands on my nephew's little face. On his dreamy green eyes and delicate features. Gareth. He's a few feet away, smiling at me with pure innocence, showing his baby teeth. Sh-t. Fvck. My eyes frantically search around. If he’s here, Reina is too. Pharaoah and Pakstan cannot, under any circumstances, know she exists. Especially Pharaoah. He would destroy me and her.

Though without any cultivation himself, Gareth felt a surge of pressure and anger as he glared at the people posing as obstacles. Gareth's confidence stemmed from his position in Bactria. "Carson, Lennox, do you not take Bactria seriously at all, daring to treat Scott and Basalt's Collins like this? Do you really think your families can run rampant in Capital City?" Gareth's voice was stern. "Gareth, step aside. This isn't about Bactria; it's a matter of the cultivation world. I have no intention of harming Scott or Basalt's Collins either. I just want to understand what happened in the secret realm," Lennox said calmly, disregarding Gareth's threat.

However, from Gareth's perspective, it seemed like Adrian was paralyzed with fear. Gareth's eyes narrowed, and he burst into laughter. "Hahaha! Are you scared out of your wits, kid?" Adrian calmly responded, "Scared? Not at all. I'm just considering whether to use the Frost Crystal Divine Sword against you all.” "Frost Divine Sword..." Gareth froze. He felt like his heart had plummeted into an abyss. He cursed under his breath, "This is simply too coincidental. This kid repaired the Frost Crystal Divine Sword?" He refused to believe it. However, one's unwillingness to believe wouldn’t resolve anything.

His hands were clenched, and his breathing seemed unstable. “Farel?” Father approached. “What’s wrong?” Farel swallowed, then looked at me before finally looking at Father. “Alpha Gareth... he has passed away.” I felt frozen in place. How could this be, and why? Hadn’t the threat of Alpha Gareth’s death been eliminated?

a familiar voice sliced through the air as Gareth walked toward them. His hands were dipped neatly into the pockets of his perfectly pressed suit pants. He stopped beside Isla and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close. Isla forced a smile. “Hunn, I was just telling—” “Mr. Damien Da Silva,” Gareth pulled his free hand from his pocket and extended it toward him. Damien stared at his hand like he wanted to burn it into ashes with his eyes.

Throwing another wild punch, I side step him again, punching him in the face this time, burning him again, but his skin just grows back like the last time my fireball touched him. I school the shock I feel and keep fighting, Gareth, fueled by his ego isn’t putting up as good of a fight as our father thought he would, out of the corner of my eye I can see the enraged, darkened look on his face. “Enough!” He booms out, “finish this, Gareth! You’re part demon for goddess sake! She’s just a girl!” As he says that, something changes in Gareth, he runs at me fast, faster than I can process and stabs me with something, a needle.

I answered but was a little bit nervous. “We are not asking if what is your relation to us. We are asking who are you.” Tara muttered while staring at me intensely. At first, I thought they were just having a good time with me, but later on, I immediately realized they wanted to hear from me. I tried to focus on myself. I even let out a deep sigh to refresh my mind, and when I thought that I was ready to introduce myself, I stared at them with a smirk on my face. “I’m Gandhara Alejandro. The daughter of one of the wealthiest women in the City of Tranquil.”