Jennifer Smith
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"Hmm..." Lone was currently busy gazing at his status while lying down on his and Soph's bed in their room at The Adventurer's Guild. "He really didn't give me many stats but a fuckton of levels... Was he also an E-ranker or what? He Was Gregory Milatod a very powerful man caught off-guard or was he just your above average man no stronger than your top-class labourers or low-class adventurers? Soph yawned adorably as she ambled out of the room's private bathroom and back into bed. She crawled…-
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"Esteemed Miss," Ceela said through gritted teeth, "please, do not point your blade at my young master," she requested. "We do not take orders from you. Bark elsewhere, Mutt," Sophie replied then stepped closer to the table the three young nobles were sat behind. Her shortsword was now only a foot or so away from Bastion's neck. "We shall discuss nothing, you fool!" Bastion yelled through his fear. "Kill her! Cut off her head! The boat has already sailed! The time to talk has long since passed!"…
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With a slow and heavy creak, the door to the dungeon-like room swung open. A man clad head-to-toe in black clothing slowly walked in as he held a lantern in one hand and a set of keys in the other. His face was covered up save for his eyes, both of which turned to glance at Lone in surprise. "Oh, you're finally awake." "Good morning," Lone sarcastically said. "You can even talk clearly. That's good. I was really worried you'd be all messed up and start having coughing fits like the dwarves,"…
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"Grimsley!" Lone's shout reverberated through the smouldering wreck that was once a proud smithy. He was met with no response so he rushed through the main forge and saw no immediate signs of his friend. Wasting no time, Lone rushed into the backroom that - thus far - he'd never been allowed to enter. The room only contained a bed, a bookshelf that was empty and a rug, all of which were going up in flames. "Waterball! Waterball! Waterball!" Lone put out the furniture, resulting in steam and smoke…
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"Where is he, that traitorous scumbag?" Lone asked as he sat up properly. He rested his arm on his bent knee as he examined his bodys condition to distract him from his likely less than useful seething rage. Lone was surprised to notice that he felt not only good but better than ever. It was as if he had just awoken from a century-long slumber and had stretched just right to crack every bone in his body in the most satisfying way possible. Gilbert sighed. "I assume you mean the hero, Daisuke…
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Lone tightly held the grip of his swordspear and glanced over at the two slaves perhaps former slaves now before looking at Sophie and saying, "Keep them safe." "What about keeping Lone smirked through his rage-filled expression. "I'm not the one who'll need saving between me and him." Sophie wore a worried look on her face but nodded, nonetheless. "Very well. Do not let your anger at the hero disturb you, however. The time to deal with him will come." "I know... Trust me, The monster, while…
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"If you wish to continue your master-apprentice relationship with Lone Immortus, you must do so at the guild from now on. This is for his own safety," said the man who had knocked upon the door of Grimsleys smithy a little after eighth bell. Grimsley furrowed his brow. Whatd e do? The guild employee hesitated for a moment before sighing and saying, He threatened the child of a margrave while in the presence of the child of a duke. Cant say I blame him since they were trying to forcefully buy him.…
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"Two well-dressed men and an adventurer woman?" Lone asked in confusion as he held the door to his and Soph's room open while he looked down at Grella. Nodding her head, the young woman replied, "Yup! They're probably nobles, so I wouldn't keep them waiting for too long. Bye!" With that said, Grella scamped down the hall and then out of sight, presumably using the stairs to head to the ground floor of the inn. Lone sighed. "As energetic as ever, that one. Still, nobles?" He frowned before he…
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"If you think that this is wise, Lone, then so be it," Sophie said as she tied her hair up into a ponytail and then began performing some basic warm-up exercises. He smiled and nodded his head as he watched the tall human woman on the other side of the private training field mimic Sophie with some simple movements to get her blood flowing. The person Lone had hired to help train Sophie said, "Its always wise to fight other people when possible. While adventurers tend to fight monsters, people can be…
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"Where to really start, thats the issue, huh? Lone chuckled. Lossa smiled at him kindly. Why dont you tell me about your upbringing in the Golden Foxkin Clan? He wasnt sure how to deal with this, really. If he lied, he ran the risk of her having some sort of lie detection skill like Gilberts Eyes of the White Dragon. As unlikely as that was, it still wasnt something Lone wished to risk when he wanted this woman to trust him. In truth? I just kinda woke up on an abandoned island less than a…
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