Lord Marksman And Vanadis Light Novel English の小説・ストーリー

' "I'm sorry, Emily, but I already have a hunch who did poison you." Emily let out a long sigh. It's okay, Leia. She murmured, "I know who did this because someone hates me..." as she pointed the finger at herself. "And I know that they want me dead and the alpha's successor simply so that they may rule the alpha's realm," said the second character. Leia let out a long, heavy sigh. Emily, I will look into both the rouges and the hunters. I'll be right back, and I swear that I won't come back with any injuries.' Emily heard what Leia had to say right before she disappeared into her consciousness.

The chemical blue of the vanguard’s torches cast long, skeletal shadows against the wet rock face, turning the narrow mountain trail into a trap. The sleet froze as it hit the black armor of Cassian's hunters, who stood in a flawless geometric line, their execution crossbows leveled directly at Marcus's chest.

The scene was blurry due to the crowd but Somalia’s face was clear. Laurence was shot on his shoulder as he got distracted. Falling on the ground, he started crying. It wasn’t in pain though. He was taught that man never cries and yet he couldn’t stop his tears. He was devastated and tired while the enemies started ganging up on them. Seeing how helpless his brother had become, Vorak picked up the sword and tried to slash the enemies. His movement was like a child who received his first sword at his birthday, clumsy and aimless. However, he had no choice but to continue. After all, he couldn't make an effort to see another member of his family die. Unfortunately, Vorak didn’t have God's visi

We stayed at Marcus's house that night. Ezra never woke, thank the Moon Goddess, and by morning Marcus had installed additional wards and Lydia had made coffee strong enough to dissolve steel. "The hunters are dealt with," Marcus reported, setting his phone down. "They were hired through an intermediary, but I traced it back. It wasn't Damien." "Then who?" I asked, exhausted from a sleepless night spent feeling Kael's protective vigilance through the bond. "Someone in his pack. His Beta, actually. Guy named Richard Chen."

Marisse picked the call and put it on speaker. "There had better be an apocalypse." Said Marisse. "This is bad." Van said. "This is very bad. Is Raya there?!" I can't explain it, the way my stomach tightened with dread, the way my throat closed up. I don't remember walking to Marisse's side. The horror in Van's voice held a hot rod to my gut and was twisting it again and again. My chest was heavy, my breathing forced and I didn't even know what the news was yet. Deep down, I may have known.

"This is bad, Rudeus and his team sprinted. They swiftly grab Allan, Stephan and ran towards Maria, and Betty's mother. Rudeus created a purple barrier and Hilligard eyes widen as he sees a purple Ray blast scorching the buildings, Hilligard and Summoned one to Ash. In a matter of minutes. The Elves kingdom is engulfed in a sea of flames. The Vondor blast several ray blasts obliterating a large portion of the kingdom into Ash. "Let's take that thing down" Rudeus speaks. "Laxus cut down his leg." Rudeus commanded Laxus to walk in with his Golden Armor. Instantly he disappeared into the air. He swings his sword. The Vondor's head to his feet was cut into several pieces. Laxus flew in the air.

Aidan stepped back, reaching for a short silver weapon at his waist, while Elior aimed his automatic rifle at the massive wolf without a moment's hesitation. Sora locked eyes with the wolf’s silver gaze amidst the chaos. Beneath that wild rage, he could still feel the painful yet familiar neural pull. Vardan hadn't come to save a human; he had come to reclaim a piece of his soul that had been stolen. Sora could only pant in his chair, watching as Vardan’s predatory darkness began to devour the sterile Corvin lab in an inevitable storm of destruction.

“You don’t have to hide in the darkness, warrior.” There was no response from the direction he was looking at. But a moment later, a figure emerged from the shadows and stepped into the dim light, coming to a halt before him. “Marcus Van Harl… a warrior wolf who has never been bound to any pack. My greetings.” The man spoke calmly. Yes, it was Marcus who had stepped out of the darkness. A mocking scoff slipped from his throat. “And I didn’t expect Zayan Knox to be a hunter wolf.”

As soon as Crimson blade finished her mission and jump-off out of the window. Aoi Akuma, who was standing on the branch of the tree, swiftly threw a dagger with attached folded paper on its holder. It penetrated precisely on bed’s wood frame just above Cederick, it almost got his head. Aoi Akuma terrifyingly smiles towards him before he jumps off following Crimson Blade.

“Here. Eat.” I accepted the fruit and looked at him as he get another one. When he bit it, I bit on it too, imitating what he’s doing. We ate silently and I didn’t hear any noise except the creaking sound of the night and the crunchy fruits while we were munching. “What’s your name?” Do real vampires have names? He stopped on his track to look at me before averting it away like he’s getting burned by my gaze. “Prin-,” he shook his head. “Dash Slaughtrus Vandelion.”