Special Force Reborn の小説・ストーリー

Slowly, the vulnerability burns away, replaced by something rigid and cold and my resolve strengthens back, the heat in my core hardens into a sharp, icy focus. I am going to spend life entirely differently this time around, it doesn't matter what obstacles this new life brings my way, and it doesn't matter how twisted Valerie's reality turns out to be. From this moment forward, I will be playing it completely by my rules and no one else is going to dictate my steps, and no one else is going to make me a victim again. I just need to know how it works around here first, to study the layout of this prison and the players inside it but revenge I absolutely must get even if I have to use my very

An old but powerful voice pulled me out of the endless darkness. "You're the one, Lily Stenson." I looked around the York family's indoor training grounds. The one who had just spoken was Emily Harrison. It was then that I realized that I had been reborn. I was surrounded by dozens of other elite bodyguards, who were clad in black training uniforms just like mine. They were the cream of the crop of other security companies within the country and were sent to participate in the competition.

Now he had returned alone, carrying wounds invisible to the eye. Arka Mahendra, a former member of the Garuda Fang Special Forces Unit, had once been the most outstanding soldier in his unit. During the final mission in the Shadow Zone, he had led from the front lines to buy time for his comrades to retreat. The mission had succeeded, but his body could no longer endure the intensity of special operations. In the end, he was forced to retire. The compensation he received was substantial, but the sense of guilt remained. Especially toward the only family member waiting for him to come home.

After showering, I stepped out of the bathroom wearing my bathrobe. I headed straight for the living room, but I happened to catch Xian coming out of the second bedroom. That room was always locked, and I never knew what was inside. "You’re finished already? I was just talking to an officer inside about the new recruits." "New recruits? Wait, is that about your work?" I asked. According to him, the Special Forces were looking for new trainees, and they had asked him to help train the beginners. The Special Forces are a group of soldiers with unique skills and abilities. They are sent on complex missions, and his mission was to mold them into "perfect soldiers."

She shut up at once. Cyril and the others had obviously come prepared. The ID badge Cyril was holding clearly stated that he was the team captain of the Alpha Strike Force team's special forces. Although Sebastian was the young master of the Sacred Medicine Society, he wasn't powerful enough to go against the Alpha Strike Force team. At that thought, he smiled and said to Cyril, "You aren't mistaken, are you? I'm just an ordinary citizen. I don't have anything to do with cultural relics at all."

"I was forced to stay by your side as a slave. Lyra is the only one who truly understands me. If you hadn't insisted on owning me, I wouldn’t have been forced to watch miserably as the woman I loved fell for another beastman. You're surrounded by lackeys, and you have people you can count on. You don't need me to save you, but Lyra is different. As a concubine-born daughter, she’s looked down on and has no support. I'm the only one she has now." The icy river water seeped into my bones. I could not believe what I was hearing. Thalyx's eyes held no hesitation. Seeing me about to be swallowed up by the water, he impatiently huffed his cheeks and used his massive tail to roughly shove me to the

“If you release your Lycan strength, you could lose control. You could even die if you can’t handle the power. Until I find a cure, you need to keep taking the suppressant.” “Are you feeling anything unusual?” he asked, worried. Aside from weakening her, the medicine often caused fever and fatigue. “It feels the same,” she replied shortly before taking it. “I’ll be leaving next week. The new Alpha ordered me to track down some rogues that crossed the border. While I’m on the mission, I’ll look for more information about your condition,” Antonio said, smiling. Amelia smiled back and ate the breakfast he had prepared. Ding dong. Both of them looked toward the door. Antonio stood and headed out

Max looked displeased when someone told him not to. "You." Barra answered without the slightest fear. Meanwhile, all around us was filled with Max's friends. I was trembling waiting for what Jazzlin would do. At this time, she was just silent. If I could control this body, I'll make sure to beat them all one by one. "You dare to fight me?" Max and his friends laughed. "Your father is just a businessman, whereas you know who my father is? He's a gang leader who's not easily defeated by a few entrepreneurs." Barra's hands were clenched into fists.

Which is kind of weird? "Too hasty Aurken, I just gave you an overview for you to understand, the third type I mentioned, which is being reborn with half of one's original age consume, can also drain one's necro if the necro of a reborn is not enough. So talented reborn of this class is because being able to provide the necessary amount of necro in their reborn state, means they have massive amounts of necro." A voice from a seemingly old man. "So basically, what you're trying to say doc is-"

“There is none here” Miles replied, and wanted to shut the door. But the man used his bug palm and trapped the door, his face darkened “brat, get your master here, or, I will do something to you” Mark heard their argument, and he came out to check on what was going on, he saw the burly man, the tag on his chest, made his face change drastically. They are the special forces, that control cultivators in the Country, Mark whispered something to Miles.