Novels by Valor

Next morning.Hal went downstairs after receiving the phone call, only to find a huge van parked outside.".... ? !" Even before he could say, "Who in the name of the Blights do you think you are?", the driver's window rolled down automatically. And the smug smiling face peeking out from behind belonged to...Sir Jack."Come on in, Hal!" He said rather enthusiastically.Sir Jack stuck his hand out the open window and slapped the side of the van like it was an old-time friend.He was putting on black tinted sunglasses, and his long hair, which was usually rolled up in a bun, was loose, flowing down his neck and resting on his shoulders.Apart from the fact that he was in his Hunters get-up, the man looked like he was going to a relaxation spot rather than a dungeon raid, carrying around him a fresh vibe as he flashed a one-sided grin towards Hal.He radiated a casual, breezy confidence.After scrutinizing both the van and its owner, Hal walked to the other side and climbed into the fro

The distance between Sir Jack and Hal wasn't much, so Sir Jack quickly got to where he stood.He stopped in front of him, the weird smile now washed off his face and replaced with a slightly solemn look.He fixed his gaze on Hal for a few moments, his arms crossed over his chest, not saying anything,, and then suddenly, he said."Will you become part of my team Hal?." He asked, the solemn look still carved into his face."We would work together, and participate in future raids together." He continued."I've seen you fight upfront and know your potential, I think you would be a good addition to my team." He ended, his brown eyes shimmering a strange light._Ah, this is totally unexpected. I knew he had seen me fighting, and he was slightly aware of my capabilities, but to think he'd want to add me to his team? Definitely not expected. I thought he had trust issues with me, but now he is personally inviting me to his team, as he forgot all of the weird incidents surrounding me. My re-aw

Next morning.It was around 8 in the morning, and Hal had just finished taking his bath. As he came out of the bathroom, scrubbing his wet hair with a towel, his phone suddenly rang out, the tone playing wasn't a song, but just a tone.A tone that sounded like thick drops of rain beating on the pavement of walkways. A soft, sharp pattering of rain.He loved the calm comforting sound and chose to use it as his ringing tone.When he looked at the caller ID, it was who he had been expecting.They spoke for a few seconds, Sir Jack giving the location of where they were, Hal taking mental notes of it.After the call ended, Hal dropped his phone and quickly dressed up.His sister had left for school already, so he didn't leave any note before going out.[Skill: 'Dash' has been activated.]He activated the skill 'Dash' as he headed to the location of the raid.*****The B-Rank Gate shimmered with unnatural hues, warping the air like heat waves on asphalt. It was located at the center of an o

Grrrrmmh! Grrrrmmh!Hal stood at the edge of the road, watching the sun dip beyond the horizon, painting the sky in fading streaks of orange and gold. A loud, guttural sound echoed in the air.Grrrrmmh!He flinched. “What the... Where is that coming from?” He spun around, eyes scanning the quiet street, searching for the source of the eerie sound. But nothing stood out. No monster. No wild animal. Just the wind brushing through the still evening.'Weird... must be hearing things.' He shrugged and turned to leave.Then, he stopped mid-step, face scrunching up as a sharp pain twisted through his gut. His hands shot to his stomach.Groan!The rumble came again, more urgent this time.Grrrrmmh! Grrrrmmh!Hal blinked. Then his expression deadpanned. Oh, for crying out loud… It’s my stomach?!He scoffed, shaking his head at himself. Here I was, alert like a soldier on night watch, and it turns out my own empty belly was the beast in question. Smooth, Hal. Real smooth.His stomach continued

With excellent timing, agents from the Organization's Investigation department arrived in front of the Gate. Their eyes grew round as they watched only two men walk out of the Gate, ten had entered. One of the agents tried walking up to them, but before he could get there, someone else did. "Hal! You're back, hope you aren't injured this time around." They playfully yet seriously asked. "I'm totally fine, as you can see," Hal replied. Of course, it was Freya who was probing for his physical condition. She couldn't help being a caring person, even though She was no longer a Hunter. "What of the others, they didn't make it?" She inquired again. "No," Hal said. "Mister Heights?" She asked more concerned this time. "Unfortunately, no. No one did, except for me and Sir Jack." Hal said with a firm tone and held her hand in consolation. She was mourning Mister Heights, poor girl if only she knew what type of being he truly was. Well, even if she knew, she still might forgiv

In the partially dark passage of a cave, two shadows could be seen dancing along the walls of the passage. And if one paid rapt attention, they would hear the almost silent shuttling of feet on the crude surface of the passage grounds. Hal and Sir Jack came to a stop in front of an opening in the walls of the passage. Inside it, they could sense the numerous auras emanating from it, and also a particularly thick aura. "Hmmm...so apart from the Boss monster, there are also Hobgoblins here, huh?" Sir Jack mused while scratching his beard. "It appears so," Hal said calmly. Huff! Sir Jack made a sound that suggested that he was exhausted, before bringing out his Katana and said in a mid-boring voice. "Well, let's get this over with, shall we?" "The pleasure is all mine," Hal said with a slight smirk as he summoned his dual-blade Mystic. With that said, they stormed the place. The Hobgoblins, although stronger than the regular Goblins, were still weak enough to be killed by