Mo Ri The Rebel の小説・ストーリー

Rino grits out, command bleeding from every pore of his words. The new me has somehow become triggered by his continuous orders. Regardless of my terror, I always find myself itching to fight back and to go against him. "I only wanted to see Gr-" I begin to quietly argue. "Freya!!" Rino roars. "News travels fast in our world, and just so you know, word has already spread that my traitor wife has returned. Your chances of survival have just become slimmer and depend entirely on me," Rino both states and mocks darkly.

I got out past the lump in my throat, nostalgia washing over me in waves. "Well, you got what you wanted. It's time to take back what is yours" I took my glasses off, then turned to face Antonov, a smirk on my face. "I am going to have so much fun Antonov. Margo, Miguel, and Raphael do not know what is going to hit them" "I still think what you did with Raphael's order is unethical and he is going to find out that it was you"