Guild Master Novels & Stories

She smiled as she laid the paper on the floor and sat on the floor ready to write. 'Hey, I'm sorry to announce this to you in a paper and not physically but then again it's important to let you know.' 'I would no longer be staying here anymore as our author and finisher has defined.' 'I mean, Ice Pick. He already assigned my duty to me today but then the most shocking news came and I had to pack my luggages to his apartment.' 'I don't know whatever reason he has and I don't want to know but he said it clearly that I'll be Personal slave.'

asked the troll. “You are going to be stripped of your title.” The werewolf elder spoke. “Please, you are not qualified to say something like that to me, the only person that can pass judgement on me is the Goddess and not you.” The seer told him arrogantly. “Your arrogance and ego know no bounds. I commend you for that, it shows that you are a resilient fighter, pity you didn’t put all those skills to good use.” Kieran said.

The most popular Adventurers and AG rankers even have endorsement deals and participate in public events. “Have you ever signed with a Guild? Or did you have a Handler?” I asked Jester, suddenly curious. Guilds are more like talent agencies these days, and some are pretty aggressive when it comes to head-hunting and promotions. Any licensed Adventurer should either have the backing of a Guild, or the Adventurer’s Association themselves through Handlers, because if they didn’t, getting quests and promotions would be near-impossible. It was also good insurance, since Adventuring is a high-risk occupation.

She didn’t come across a single gossiping person. Her Master was a mystery herself, she learned nothing about him. The only thing she knew was that he was obsessed with control. He was controlling her day schedule, what she was eating, reading and sometimes even what she was wearing. He spends a lot of time in his study. He left the mansion once or twice but he was always back for the meals. Today some people were visiting him so she was ordered to stay in her room. All three meals were delivered to her by Jason the butler. He was an older man, hard to say exactly how old he was. Arya’s guess is somewhere between fifty and sixty. His hair was thick and silver gray, his figure was slender and

"Lucas York, my master is the famous Master of Ghastly Summoning in the Wilderness. He's a Rank 8 Evolved One. You’re asking me why I’m laughing?" Claud began to laugh as though he was about to get his revenge. Lucas smiled faintly. "So, you're saying that you have a Rank 8 Evolved One, the Master of Ghastly Summoning, to back you up?"

With how everyone had seen Bryan sending him flying over and over again, Gabe felt that his dignity was tarnished and trampled. After all, he was dubbed the top disciple in Mordu’s Longmen branch, only next to Rachel! His master was one of the Elders in Mordu’s Longmen branch within the Hall of Elders, who also wielded immense influence and authority that surpassed that of the branch leader himself! If Gabe were to be beaten up by a rich playboy, he would rather slam his head on the ground and die!

He knows what I am… “Lyra! There you are!” Kilian came running into the room. My tail fell between my legs at the sound of his voice. “Master… Do you know what she is?” Sebastian asked with a small voice. He bowed even though Kilian could not see it. “Yes! Not that it is your business servant. And you better not report back to dad! Don’t forget… I can kill you too.” Kilian’s tone was stern and cold. It was as if he was talking to his pet… No… his slave.

"W* laaro ola,shotigbo? Ma ri nkan ti mole she fun e. Eja a malo. ( Come tomorrow morning. Let me see what I can do for you. Let's go guys) "Ese sir( thank you sir)" Dami postrated to thank Mr Aguda. He was so happy, all he could do was smile. Will things change for the good? He asked himself. He smiled as he walked slowly behind Mr Aguda and his apprentices. "Shey kon shey eni ti woli ojosi sope kema help niyen sir,koma lo je wipe...( What if this is the person the prophet told you not to render help to the other day?)"

"Do you know the four-star assassin is an elite fighter on the grandmaster level? Do you know what a grandmaster is? The level that my family hires to be our guardian! Do you guys still think Severin has the chance to live?" Jada and Easton exchanged looks with each other. Their faces were filled with joy.

Elma casually glanced at Roy who was pursing his lips. "I just taught him about boundaries, we are indeed relatives, but I am his boss when he was in the office," said Roy defensively. "Once a brother is still a brother, no matter where you are if only as a formality, let him call you Master when there are other people among you," Elma said as she sat her buttocks on the sofa. "Yeah, okay, you heard that, Bri... Do as your aunt says," Roy said as he stepped onto the sofa, Roy quickly sat down beside Elma.