Volume 3: The Cost of Love As it turned out, Zeke’s indirect expulsion was more beneficial than it was detrimental. He returned to living in the old apartment provided by Edward and spent most of his time either helping Sulong completing requests or training. One month passed in the blink of an eye and there had been no unexpected and life-threatening problems. The mercenary work wasn’t difficult and often involved protected shipments, guarding an individual from the shadows, or retrieving an item from the client’s opposing party. There were no Special or Urgent missions from the System, which was a fortunate thing for Zeke as he felt wary and hesitant about those generous missions, especially after he had been forced to kill the Earthling Ambassador. The Vyrsan Family has been oddly quiet and no more assassins were hired. The Ivory Oak Order remained in hiding and waited for orders from their superior, and the Earthlings had definitively left the Aether Planet. Overall, things we

Azmer looked at the other team under the Black Templar: There were four of them, all dressed in the standard grey and white cloaks of the Ivory Oak Order.He found it strange that they were ‘forced’ to wear those outfits during an operation as that would reveal their identities, but Veronica argued that they wanted the people to know.“What’s the plan? We cut his slimy limbs?”A man with a donkey-like face, a disturbing smile, and a particularly long tongue that dangled outside like a dog’s, turned to look at the ‘leader’ of this operation.The young girl, Veronica Serpents, motioned for him to remain in hiding as she quietly responded,“We’ll talk to him first. Don’t do anything stupid.”The man with an ugly mug clicked his tongue and spat on the ground, which was a clear sign of mockery.“Can’t believe I’m taking orders from a woman.”“...”Veronica’s eyes turned cold, but she refrained from verbally disputing at such a crucial time and place.All ten of them were stationed around t

Pyromancy was the most wide-spread ability amongst the genetically gifted humans. It was also the easiest to defend against, either with the use of a counter ability, proper artifacts, or the right tactic. After all, Pyromancy was just casting fireballs of different sizes or causing fiery explosions.Only when Pyromancy was turned into a special type of fire would it become extremely dangerous. A perfect example was William Lorson’s Ink Fire, which charred the entirety of Zeke’s arm and couldn’t be healed using conventional means.Sulong’s ‘Pyromancy’ was special from the get-go, but his crimson fire was ‘savage’, in contrast to Azmer’s ‘serene’ Origin Fire.Precisely for that reason, Special Agent Elizabeth and the tenacious Zeke jumped out of the way. The former was already wary of the blond youth’s fire and the latter felt a dangerous heat and instinctively dodged, though that could be attributed to the fear born from being subjected to William’s fire.A tall cloaked figure descend

“Don’t you have any money?”Zeke unlocked the door to his apartment and hesitantly looked back as he asked the Witch. However, once he saw her piercing glare, he quickened his steps and went inside.Basically, Jennifer Savbra appeared in front of her and demanded to accompany him home. Apparently, she was sent here to monitor him, but she didn’t elaborate on the details. For example, why would the Witch Queen be interested in him? What did the Witch Association want from him?He only understood the need for secrecy, after all, Jennifer was the commander of her nation’s armies. A very important figure and an incredibly strong witch. Her presence here would alarm the three Departments and they wouldn’t let her roam around so freely. Even if they were generous enough to let her stay at Zeke’s side, they would closely monitor her to avoid any problems.“This is much better.”As if it was her own apartment, Jennifer sat on the sofa and spread her legs and arms. Noticing the fidgety youth s

Poudel City was in utter chaos, the streets were ravaged and the buildings were damaged.In the Eastern sector of the city, the Proto-Demons had already set up somesort of a camp. They quickly built mediaeval structures made of bones and strangely-colored wood, which made the whole thing look unnatural with all the modern buildings around it.“This is unacceptable. Did you forget what we came here for?”A Proto-Demon with light red skin, long black hair, and a pair of coal-like eyes, was facing one of his kin, specifically the spear-wielding one who had briefly faced Madam Jevani.“We do not have the forces to launch a full-on invasion. We’ll be massacred in a week! Why did you kill the humans?!” Lashed out General Gajin Cordis. In response, his particularly indifferent kin, which didn’t belong to the same tribe as him, sneered and shrugged,“We are the superior race. Before there’s any talk to be had, we need to establish our dominance and show that we can crush them at any time.”A