Novel & Cerita Mercenary Enrollment Light Read

“Have you seen the news, Leighton? There a force invading worldwide. A massive army of soldiers with technology that has not been seen before. I believe the insignia on their armour is Mer in origin.” “Mer?” Leighton paused. “No.” He dismissed the idea and resumed his task. “And no, Sigrid. This is as close as I have gotten in over two centuries to resolving this issue. I need to follow up on it whilst I can.” “Leighton…” Sigrid started. “I said no,” he snapped. “I’m in a hurry, Sigrid. Mercy is due back at any time, and I must be off as soon as she is.”

As they moved through the jungle, they saw in the distance a massive, thick snake engaged in combat with several men and women. Lysander muttered under his breath, "It's a mercenary group!" A mercenary group linked to the vast Mercenary Guild was primarily engaged in missions to earn commissions. Despite not having many members, the group possessed extraordinary strength, with all members being at the transcendent level. However, they were up against a formidable alpha beast—a giant snake with power akin to a peak transcendent. Before long, one team member was knocked back, coughing up a significant amount of blood. "Kyree!" Enoch Uren exclaimed, both shocked and furious. "Attention, everyon

The mercenaries had disappeared into the darkness by the time they arrived at a more secure location. The confrontation weighed heavily on them as they regrouped. "Who were they?" Lyra enquired, her voice trembling a little. "Not just Vanguard," Zara murmured, her face gloomy. Something else. Something more substantial. Elara scowled. They were too familiar with us. They seemed to have been anticipating us. Kael's fists clenched. "Everything is altered by this. We must ascertain the identity and desires of any additional players in this game. Anya returned to the cave and looked over the mercenaries' remaining equipment that they had been able to retrieve. One among the things was a little e

Looking at the environment, the brightness of the garden illuminated by the full moon, her parent's happy expression, the quietness, decorations and soft light beaming from the little candles her grandmother got for this occasion, Aurora couldn't be any happier. She got her dream mating ceremony! A night ceremony in a cozy garden, lightened up by the moon beautifying the flowers, the more with her in a purple ball regalia and a tiny little tiara placed on her head. “I, Aurora Colton of the Moonstone Pack, accept Arthur Greyson as my only mate, forever,” Aurora beamed sweetly. Blood tickled down their palms as a silver coated knife was slightly used to cut it open. This blood was collected in

His eyes narrowed, but he said nothing. I drew a breath through my nose. The room smelled of old blood, burning incense, and scorched silver. I let it anchor me. I needed control. "Listen carefully. I am not your enemy. But I will not kneel, bow, or beg. Not for your alliance. Not for your approval. This is not politics. This is protection." I looked around the table, gaze locking with each of theirs. "I am telling you all, with full weight of the Revenant Line behind me: If another mercenary touches my soil, there will be no council. No negotiations. There will be blood."

My wolf’s snarl tore out of my chest. “She’s my mate.” The silence after was deafening. Marissa froze, anger giving way to disbelief. My father’s eyes widened, the first crack in his mask in years. “Mate?” My father sneered like the word was a trick. “You’re soft, Lucian. You think a pretty phrase will hang the High Council back? You think your heart will save the pack from laws and councilmen?” The word hung there, thick and heavy, my pulse crashing in my throat.

He tried to figure it out inside his head but failed to do so until his eyes landed on a calendar on his table. All of a sudden, something clicked. His pupils dilated, and he remembered something. "Oh, no, no, no ... please don't be that... please don't be what I think it is!" Creed clicked on the notification and was redirected to the Official Military Portal. His vision was greeted with a heading that said, "Batch-44 Mentorship Program begins in 2 days! We request all the chosen mentors to report before the deadline." "Argh, Crap!" His heart sank as he saw his name in the list of mentors.

“It’s fine. Don’t apologize. I’m happy for you, finally found yourself a partner. Introduce him to me ssometimes I would like to meet the apple of my best friend’s eye.” Eden blushed like a young maiden experiencing her first love. Tucking her wild hair behind her ear, she nodded. “Alright. I’ll let you meet each other when we’re all free.” “Is he a soldier?” Farrah couldn’t help but be curious. Eden shook her head, denying Farrah’s words. “He’s a member of a mercenary group. A Level-3 Ability-Holder.” There’s pride etched on her smile. It blinded Farrah, making her remember she had been using that smile before, too.

And there, in the center of the code, was Julian's designation: FINAL_BOSS_TIER_S_MARIONETTIST_ACTIVE. Directly below it: PLAYER_PRIMARY_CAMRYN_CHAVEZ_STAGE_III_ACTIVE. And listed in supporting code: PLAYER_SECONDARY_AMON_CAELAN... PLAYER_SECONDARY_MIRANDA_CASTELLAN... on and on through everyone I'd met, everyone I'd fought beside. All of them marked as PLAYER types. Real people transmigrated into the game. None of them marked as NPC. "They're real," I breathed.

of our trauma. "Darlene, the floor... it’s reading as Marrow-Debt!" Leo’s voice rang out, his indigo runes turning a terrifying, surgical cyan. My son was kneeling at the base of the glass, his hands moving through the circuitry as if he were trying to stop a global factory-reset. "The Auditor’s Mercy is a Retroactive Inheritance! If he 'Accepts' you back into the line, the 'Sovereignty' is deleted as a Corporate Acquisition and we all get Re-Branded into Assets!". Valerius raised the Master-Key, and the glass floor beneath us began to Encorporate.