Christopher Martin
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At first, she was just a part of a contract. He was asked to bring her to an orphanage of his own creation in return for permission to set up his own Association. But after a few years, she began to grow on him. Her more than any of the other orphans in the orphanage he had set up as a cover for the contract. And by the time she got old enough to argue with him? To question him on his inventions? He couldn’t help but admit that he was starting to care for her as he did his own daughter. Of course, it…-
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I can’t help but ponder over the question as we run through the hallway. But my attention is immediately taken away from that subject the moment we enter the large room where the people on this floor are gathered as my eyes focus on a large demon. One seemingly wearing a set of pitch black armor with a glowing red sword in its hand, and a red visor in the horned helmet on its head. “A knight!” I hear Officer Winslow shout, bringing the attention of some of the people in the room fighting it to us…
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It must look rather odd for a young woman like me to be giving orders to a bunch of thirty year old men armed with guns and a magic weapon. But there’s no other choice, considering that they’re only human, and they can’t hear what I can. Not to mention the chain of command that is apparently set up for Guardians. Once we reach the bottom of the stairs at the twenty-sixth floor, my eyes immediately locks onto several demon hounds. All of which are between levels five and seven. The sound of the…
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Some of the tension seems to leave the man’s body while at the same time the two teens finally stop focusing on my ears. “Thank you, miss Scarlet!” the man seems overjoyed, but despite that he still has himself well composed. Unlike the other two next to him, one of whom seems to be from across the ocean to the east judging by appearance and how he’s bowing towards me, whereas the other one is just staring up at the ceiling with quiet tears flowing down her face. Rather odd. And he’s still…
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My eyebrows rise at the mention of pulse rifles. Those things should be strong enough to obliterate up to a level twenty-five demon, if I remember correctly from my research on Allen’s company. And if the people who went down there didn’t come back even with them… Although, I wonder why they aren’t just hiding in their bunker? I begin to walk through the floor in the direction of the voices. And as I walk, I open my skill store and purchase the repair skill, which I can now afford thanks to…
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“Stop giving me that look,” I tell Tar after nearly an hour has passed, and my wound has healed up almost all the way. “I am never going to let anyone touch my ears. Period.” Tar just gives me an amused look from his place sitting in my lap. A look that only grows even more amused after I hear the next thing said by the people in the bunker. Why won’t they just drop it already? Is there nothing else to talk about but me in there? If it’s not my ears they’re talking about, it’s who am I,…
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As soon as the hounds completely leave my sight, turning a corner, I collapse onto the ground in a sweaty heap. Meanwhile the pain from the bite in my leg just keeps throbbing and throbbing, reminding me constantly of the mistake I made during the fight in turning my attention solely on the ones in front of me, leaving myself wide open to the last one. Which did at least give me an opening to kill that one without the help of the shield, but the price I paid for that opening will take who knows how long to…
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Everyone goes silent as they watch what looks like blood materialize in the form of werewolf claws over the girl’s hands, startling quite a few of them in the process. But Jacob continues watching with his eyes narrowed despite that. Ignorant of the man’s thoughts, the girl raises one hand up and beckons the hounds to come after her, surprising the people in the bunker even more with her confidence. But the moment the hounds do leap towards her, she backs up and runs over to the bunker doors, making…
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Okay, if these things are stronger on average than the spawn I’ve been dealing with, then there is no way I can take on a pack of five of them at once. At least, not without some help. But what might be on this floor that could help me deal with them? I don’t know this building well enough to plan around it! I stand frozen for several seconds before a thought comes to me. The shields. Each bunker has their own miniature shield in place, and these shields are detrimental to demons but do not hurt…
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