Novel & Cerita Mercenary Enrollment Light Novel Read Online

August arrives at the empress chamber's front door and asks Betty, the empress's personal maid, if the Empress is already sleeping. "Your Majesty, the empress is not yet asleep; instead, she requests books to read." "I see..." August said as he entered the room. He notices how dark the room is, and the single candle that is lit is near to the king size bed. "Are those some books that I requested?" "This story book is kind of interesting," Valerie continued as she waits for Betty's response, which she expects to be Betty. “Betty?” she called, noticing she hadn't gotten an answer in a minute.

My eyes snapped open and I stood erect, wiping the cover of the book that was covered with runes and spells. I fingered the edge of the book and flipped the first page. The first page was in Latin but I couldn't understand what it meant. “Ego et tu unum sumus.” I read and then, an insane energy burst through my veins. A wild wind whipped across the clearing and the words started to make sense, Latin seemed like English to me. I felt the years of ancestry passing through my veins. I stared at my arms and slowly, a streak of blue veins started to crawl through my hands. The pages rapidly flipped till it landed on the part I needed, the blood spells.

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His words ignited a fire in their hearts, and their resolve hardened. As King Crowell's forces drew nearer, Cain's band took up their positions, hidden among the thick trees and underbrush. They watched in silence as the enemy army advanced, the ground trembling beneath the weight of their numbers. The battle commenced with a sudden and ferocious intensity. Cain, wielding his newfound magical abilities, unleashed bolts of lightning upon the enemy, sending arcs of deadly energy surging through their ranks. The element of surprise was on their side, and the soldiers of King Crowell were thrown into chaos.

Not yet an animal. A mercenary with a bastard sword suddenly squeezed Vic's shoulder, who never got close to the target, and pushed him back. He moved cautiously towards the prince. He was in no hurry to attack, remembering Vestovoy, where he had recently witnessed how ten Daitra soldiers were killed under the sword of this guy, who decided to irrevocably borrow money from a lone traveler. And now this. The mercenary spat, not knowing whether to believe the prince. In his long career as an assassin, he had never fought the undead. However, it did not matter much, they had to fulfill the order anyway. That is the law.

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

He keeps his head bowed, the harsh fluorescent glare of the room catching the scarred plating of his shoulder armor as he takes a slow, deliberate breath. He reveals that the rogue army has completely abandoned Dawn Mercer after learning of his plan to destroy the entire province with dark magic. The confession hangs heavily in the chilled air, exposing the rot at the core of the syndicate's leadership and the terrifying realization that Mercer's madness had finally crossed a line his own mercenaries refused to follow.

" we haven't heard anything about your families and friends , And you have been reported missing for quite sometime ...." Loveth cuts him off quickly " I am an orphan and I happened to be sold to a mercenary by my foster father . So kindly move on to something else. I no longer have business with my past ." Loveth crossed her legs as she waited for the next question even though she knew she had given too much information to the public and right now a part of her solemnly regretted it but it was too late already . " So lastly we hope you will honour our invitation next time ."

But as I entered, she straightened, her sharp eyes flicking toward me. “We need to talk,” she murmured, voice low, as the others filed out. Within moments, the chamber emptied, save for Marrow, Renly at the door, and me. Marrow motioned me closer. She slid a small leather ledger across the table. The cover was plain and worn, with a faint sigil burned into the corner — the crescent fang of the Nightfang mercenaries. “What is this?” I asked softly. Marrow’s mouth tightened. “A ledger. Payments. Coded drops to mercenary bands we thought disbanded years ago.”

Noah ignored the weird gazes that were directed at him as he walked into the Mercenary Association building. The man at the receptionist's desk glanced at Noah's short figure with narrowed eyes before letting out a sly smile. "Registration?" "Hmm." Noah's voice, due to his disguise, came out thick and hoarse befitting a middle aged dwarf. The man's smile widened as he nodded. "A mercenary's registration is fairly simple. You must be above the 5th Level of the Novice Stage, you must boast of a decent level of battle experience which will be proven by battling a registered Mercenary. And for the last..." A greedy light flashed in the man's eyes as he proceeded to explain the last requirement.