Novel & Cerita Mercenary Enrollment Light Read

Young enough to believe a study with a clean logo and smiling staff was helping them become brighter. She turned back to Chen. “I want the enrollment records.” “The public set?” “The real set. Names, ages, dosing schedule, integration timeline. I want to know how far along the youngest child is before I know anything else.” “That will be a hard pull,” Chen said. “Meridian’s real records will not sit inside the public system.” “Then pull harder.” Chen took the tablet from the bench. “I can start with the donation chain and the supplement vendor.”

I'd tracked it through the Teamwork Evaluation too, and I was certain of his cheating but was too mad at Xlynor and also thought others noticed as well, so why was he standing there with the winners? Before I could stop myself, I blurted out, “Did these twenty-nine make it? They're becoming Dark Hound warriors?” Delta Eros turned. “Yes. I guess you might have missed that because you were focused on sleeping rather than watching the recruits.” A few of the recruits chuckled at his response.

I saw him pause, a dark predator waiting for the perfect moment of imbalance. The first mercenary reached the center of the kiln. Even through the grainy feed of the salvaged security cameras, I could see his confusion. He was spinning in circles, his high-tech rifle swinging wildly as the sirens bounced off the corrugated steel walls, creating "Phantom" echoes. To his sensors, there were a hundred Enzos in the room. "Now," I breathed. I hit the 'Ignite' command.

Rain watched Damien's eyes move across the page before he read it aloud — the single pass of a man making sure he understood what he was about to deliver to the room. Then he read. The Aegis acknowledges the formal invitation issued under old law and accepts the terms of meeting on the following conditions. The meeting will take place on ground recognized by both old law and Aegis authority as neutral and witnessed. We name Dunrath. Cole straightened almost imperceptibly. Marcus closed his eyes for one second. Dunrath. The old meeting ground. Three days from the date of this letter's delivery. Dawn. Damien paused. Looked up briefly. Then continued.

I stalked over to the landline, my voice a hissing snarl as I picked up the receiver. "I told you never to ring this line," I barked. "Enforcer, it’s the North Gate security," the guard’s voice crackled, sounding small and distant. "Alpha Lincoln of the Blue Moon Pack has sent an urgent missive. There’s a border dispute on the eastern ridge, and many blood has been shed. He’s requesting the Enforcer's presence at first light to mediate before it turns into a complete bloodbath." I closed my eyes, leaning my forehead against the cold stone. "Tell him I received the message. I will be at the Blue Moon borders by dawn. Do not call this line again."

“Not many people have joined us since then. All other branches of organization were also shutdown. Now, there is only two branches left excluding this main branch, of course. To make the matter worst, most of members are just c or d ranked. And they only joined because they had no other way to earn more money. Now a days, most people prefer to join mercenary guilds. Of course, mercenary guilds are controlled by Hunter’s Corps—the only difference is they do not have to serve in the war. Though the resources you receive will be much greater in the Hunter’s Corps.” ‘Hum! I knew there was war three years ago but didn't realize it was that bad. That bastard of our king refused to help them, and h

It was the same with the 500 mercenaries hired from the adventure association, some of whom arrived from cities fairly far away. All of them would receive pay as long as they showed up, even if the beastmen didn't attack Ice Demon City, according to the recruitment letter, which was printed on the document. When the first few people received their payments, everyone rushed to secure a seat, and the 1,000 available spots for knights were quickly filled. At first, it was widely believed to be a fraud because the offer was so incredible. The same was true for the mercenaries. Furthermore, there was no minimum strength requirement in the recruitment letter, thus finding candidates was simple.

"Let's start processing the body. We should be able to grind the bones and process it into something else too." "Yes, sir." Everyone started working. The mercenary group consisted of many kinds of people and many kinds of races. They were all outcasts, and the Blood God Mercenary Troupe was the only organization they could join. "Hey, sir! We're two weeks away from big cities. The meat will get bad the moment we arrive somewhere we can sell it at a reasonable price," a big, muscular man said. Helena recognized the man as the only Lycan in the group. He had a weird and dangerous vibe but was tame towards the Leader.

The only commonality among these six individuals was that they each had the same emblem on the back of their respective armor. This was another team-oriented mechanic that could be found in Immortal Era. This mechanic is for persons that wanted to work together with a greater number than can be accommodated by standard parties but has fewer numbers than what is needed to form guilds. Members would have to register at a Mercenary guild, where they would then be allowed to form mercenary groups. These mercenary groups are given roughly the same amount of benefits that guilds can have, with a few restrictions.

Shocking and stunning every single person in the Are, Especially all the Mercenaries. “Which part of…”don’t move’ and ‘Deadly Force’ that you lot don’t understand?……HMPH!….a bunch of uneducated mercenaries…nothing but a scums…..Hmm~…the round dark badges….a Darkness Guild members…even more unsettling….alright now…you Mohawk, stupid face….who is you employee and who is your boss?…”. (Major Serena)