Luci Tour の小説・ストーリー

Lucas said, tasting the word as though it were bitter, "and control are not the same thing." Chanelle growled again, but I raised a hand before she could respond. "Enough. I don't want to talk about this anymore." For a moment, nobody spoke. Then Lucas's lips curled into a sly smile. "Well," he said lightly, glancing at Chanelle, "we do have a tournament to attend, don't we?" Before anyone could argue, he stepped forward and gestured to the vehicle door. I glanced at Chanelle. She stood rigid beside me, her fists clenched so tightly her knuckles had turned white.

"What strategic variable drove your command to summon my presence?" "Troy just patched my terminal with an alert confirming he has harvested the absolute, raw evidence from the network logs. My beast believes your own eyes should audit the surveillance footage before our vanguard decides on the final execution orders," Lucien responds. Without a second of delay, his fingers slide his personal data pad from his vest, clicking a video file into active playback.

"Shall we continue to the other room?" Lucian asked her, and she nodded. Connor and the others had resumed what they were doing and acting as if they weren't in their presence. She believed it would make no sense if they kept staying there waiting for a discussion with them. Emberlynn turned to Lucian, offering him a smile as well as her hand for him to hold. "So far, how do you like the tour? Would you have preferred if someone else did? I mean, Connor is another tour guide, and he had been said to be the best." Lucian said, and Emberlynn shook her head.

Shaking his head, Gerald then put his luggage down before lighting a cigarette and saying in a monotonous tone, “I’d like to learn the island’s secrets.” “That’s… going to be a bit difficult. After all, no ordinary island would have rumors about it only reappearing every time there was an event…” muttered Lucian as he shook his head. While past attendees had certainly been curious about all this, they had never seriously attempted to crack the code. After all, everyone knew that the organizer—who had never even shown their face before—was not someone they could afford to mess with…

The audience could be heard yelling and screaming as they awaited the next fight; after the previous one, they were excited to see what the tournament had in store for them next. “There are barely twenty minutes left!” As Luciana rode the elevator to the level where Jalon waited, the announce system screamed. She walked through the rooms, slowing down her pace as she neared the one with the name tag "Wardric Waller" on it, and lingered at the door to check if she could hear any movement within. She couldn't hear anything and wanted to remain longer, but she didn't want to look weird, so she stepped away and opened Jalon's room. As soon as she entered the room, the strong aroma of his perfume

"They've tightened the net." Rowan didn't look surprised. His hand brushed my wrist not restraint, but signal. Move now. We veered toward the east exit. Almost immediately, one of the "tourists" peeled off from a nearby exhibit—smooth, practiced, trying very hard to look casual and failing spectacularly if you knew what to look for. "There's our confirmation," I whispered. Rowan's eyes went cold. "Lucien." "On it." Lucien tapped his tablet twice. Across the atrium, every digital display flickered and went black. The lighting system surged and dimmed to seventy percent power not a full blackout, but enough of a distraction.

Lucien said, "The resort is too big, there are some places that I don't think you guys are familiar with, so it's better for me to lead the way." In the end, Aurora couldn’t refuse, after all, she was in someone else's territory. Lucien and Aurora walked in front. Photographer Matteo walked behind, stopping to take pictures every now and then. Lucien was really doing a good job as a tour guide. The area was huge, although it only opened today. But some of the smaller subcontracts have been on for a long time. There was also a clean up of the environment. Excavators, tower cranes, forklifts, etc. could be seen everywhere.