Mercenary 소설 & 이야기

"You seemed pretty jealous of Leon huh?" "What?" "You're trying to make me hate him, aren't you Adam?" I raised my eyebrows. "I mean.. he won't come here. He will never come, Ivory. You're the opposite of Celine, he hates that type. He likes independent woman and woman who can take care of herself." Adam said as he got up.

He's brought me some kind of revenge, a revenge that I could never go through with, and for that, he may as well be a hero. Landon Kitler may have a crooked soul with twisted morals and people may fear and hate him but, what can I say, the guy's got my respect.

Everyone, except me. "He was a friend, a husband, a father," Dad continued. "And a necromancer of priceless ability. Caleb Manser, the sixty third Head of the Manser Family, will forever be looked upon as an Elder of our Quadriad, and a great man. May the Great Ones take care of his soul."

Taskmasters are the group of people who call for the assignments or tasks of each assassin in the association. They are the only ones with authorization to do so and know every phone number of every assassin. “This is your last assignment to approve your resignation. Your assignment is a woman. 24 years old, dangerous because he is an ex-assassin of The association. She killed a Council member so it has to be done no matter what. You will get paid 30 million. Are all the details given by your client clear, assassin?” Answered a deep voice across the line.

The Office was playing on the screen. “Send off an email that you won’t be coming for a week or so. I'll handle the rest. Just don’t rush to come to the office. Nobody’s gonna miss you.” Nora said with a mouthful. Penelope chuckled. “Alrighty.” “Except Eric,” Nora said again. Damen choked. He drank water to wash down the food. “Eric? Eric who?” Both the girls looked at him in disbelief. “Damen dear, are you sure you are working at that place for five years? Cause, no one can tell if you don’t even remember your subordinate’s name.” Nora said with a straight face. “You have such a shitty memory on top of an ugly face.” She rolled her eyes.

he said as he stared at the burning building with the kidnappers inside screaming in pain. “Grim reaper?” confusion was on my face. He shook his head, “Non, I am Doom and I bring death to people.” “What do you mean?” I asked with confusion. He replied with a cold voice, “It doesn’t matter. You will forget about me anyway.” “I won’t… You saved me. I owe you my life,” I murmured. “You will, I will make you,” he softly mumbled as he slowly snapped his finger in front of me.

“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.

Steel-Fist Predator said calmly but mocked him internally “Steel-fist while what you say makes sense I think Sword-saint still has a point, killing a child just because of such trivialities seems utterly absurd.” Flame-heart predator replied Steel-fist predator with a sneer “It seems Flame-heart has forgotten the history lessons we got when we were still basic Hunters, the only times glass-eyed Hunters appeared, they almost destroyed the entire race single handedly, unless you want a replay of the Great Massacre I’d advise we end the kid to avoid future troubles.” White-haired predator said grimly

The world only knew that the eldest young lady of the Lang family from the capital city had been fighting for several years and inherited her father’s business to become the first commander on the battlefield, and she was the Goddess of War who had never lost! But no one knew that she had another identity. She was a top mercenary on the mercenary black market mythology list, and she was ranked at the top of the list of mercenaries who could not be surpassed! The message box jumped wildly after there was a beep indicating that she had logged into the account successfully. There were at least thousands of messages at a glance! Sie

Had it not been for the declaration of war befra's group would have thought they had come to make friends. The leader wolf of the group of assassins looked straight into Ezra's eyes. “What do you guys want to do?” Windy did not hesitate but directly asked the question she wanted to know. Windy's response to that question was a loud laugh from the enemy. Their leader still looked at Ezra sternly; he didn't laugh at Windy or react. "Didn't expect that the one who was called the great warrior of the tribe had such a stupid subordinate?" "Who do you say is the fool?"