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"Good morning, sir. It's a sunny day! I hope you're ready for practice today?" Flavio greets Friendly from the dinner table. His voice was loud this morning. "And, welcome to join us. I'm glad to hear from Raven that you accepted this project. I'm sure you'll make it later, Sir." Echo put down the last plate containing a stack of pancakes. "Please sit down, Sir. Enjoy your breakfast." Seth giggled fantastically. "Morning, Flavio. Hei, Echo. Wow, lots of good food here. Thank you, Flavio, for your sincerity. I just have to try not to get killed on the battlefield, right? I think I can do it. I don't have a background as a soldier." Flavio guffawed stiffly. "You are a good joke, Sir. Take it easy. Raven will turn you into a super soldier, Sir." "Bon Appetit to you guys," Seth said. He was eating his morning meal. How grateful he was, sleeping in a super comfortable place and getting up early to serve a delicious breakfast. Can his life be better than this? Although this Mansion sti
One month later. [ Welcome, Seth C. Vonstein_ ] [ Stage Two Training_ ] [ Combat Skill Enhancement_ ] [ 52 days training: 68% completed_ ] [ Focus, Seth. You should be able to use all that equipment. Ready to face anything, if necessary, execute your target using the tip of a pencil once. ] Tranggggg!!! [Terminus Frontier is a training robot. They will help you to improve your fighting skills in addition to your battle skills. ] Tranngggg!!! Tranggggg!!! "I'm trying!" Seth responded, half-exasperated. Seth dodged the attacks of Terminus Frontier, who came in unison to attack him from all directions. He grasped the two blades of the Vero Schyte sword that emitted a crimson-black-colored light. The maneuver is fast. Seth rolls to get up and cuts off both of the robots' legs until an explosion knocks out a line of Terminus Frontier crowding his steps. Every parry, slash, and swing of swords clashed with each other released dramatic sparks of crimson black that dazzled
Ting! Pussssssshhhhhh! [ Welcome, Seth C. Vonstein_ ] [ Bunker Guardian Valkyrie Station_ ] [ Stage Three Training_ ] [ Sabotage Skill_ ] [ 53 days training: 82% completed_ ] "Bloody hell! It's like a space station." Seth is confronted by a giant, state-of-the-art bunker station as the elevator doors open. That place is enormous. One control cabin on the primary side. A variety of War commander equipment filled the bunker. Jet planes that help Seth escape when chased by the Codex soldiers, drones, helicopters, tanks, anti-tank vehicles, heavy military weapons, bomb launchers, mortars, etc. There are giant steel chains that bind the entire propulsion panel. "You have your own plane?" Seth asked pensively. "It's a craze. I don't know what to say, Raven." [ These are your training aids. You should be able to use it. This is what you will face on the battlefield. As a trained elite assassin, you must also be able to stop all of their support combat vehicles. There is
"Ugh, shit," Seth muttered and snorted bitterly. [ This is your last Test, Seth. If you make it to the top. It means you're ready for battle. ] "Seriously?! No security or anything? It took me a while to think. You really want to kill me, don't you? In such an extreme way?" [ You are so wrong. We prepared you, Seth. You have to be able to survive on any terrain. That's the purpose of the training or the Test you took yesterday. Didn't you feel the change yourself? All this is needed on the battlefield. You hunt and search alone. You have to be able to handle any situation. ] "Yeah, I know," Seth replied as he shrugged. He clenched his two stiff hands. The wind is blowing hard. Seth must be able to balance himself so as not to fall. If he fell, he'd be dead. Calm Down, Seth. You can do this. You must be able to pass this final Test! Convince yourself. The legs and hands were twitching due to being there for too long without any backrest. Seth paused momentarily to catch his
Zwwwuuuuuung! "I'm coming." Seth greets Raven in the server room. The iron door was wide open; this place was familiar to him. It was the same as the first time Seth came to him. Cold as ice. The room lighting immediately lit up as Seth approached the main desk. Something is different; this time, there is a storage room in another corner that looks like an armory or−? Seth was curious. Wanted to approach the place, but Raven had already given the order. Seth discouraged, had to hold back after the critical talk was over later. He will visit the site. I am trying to remember yesterday. Fast installation? [ Sit down. You have to pay attention, study, and listen carefully. All the data are related to your first assignment on the battlefield. Considering your training is very satisfying. It's time to drop you at the designated location. ] "Yeah. I'm ready for that. Finally, you trust me this time?" Seth said, half sarcastic. [ Don't make it personal, Seth. Look, we've developed
[ Welcome, Hunter. ] [ Coverty District. Atlas-87. Sun, 21 Dec 40XX_. 12.46 AM_ ] [ Coordinate: -7°.15’789” S.121°.4’674” E_ ] [ Wind : 12m/s to Southwest 86°_ ] [ Terminal Func//Index//A4_ ] [Distance on target: 2500m_ ] [ Target mission: Marek Rockefeller. Solomon Jones. Alika Kaprov_ ] "Yep. I got the coolest place. Yeah, this is gonna be great. I can imagine my victory." [ It's too soon to celebrate victory, Hunter. It is only said to win if they have been executed. ] "Come on, entertaining me a little doesn't cost you anything, does it?" Seth staked out an automated telescope; he rotated the scope calibration to get the best visual and detail. Seth marks his enemies one by one using a temperature detector. He sat among the rows of dense Pines. The suit can camouflage with the surrounding environment. At the top of this highest cliff, only rocks, grass, or branches are frozen as far as the eye can see. The temperature is below freezing. Great place to execute. Anyone w
"Okay, I can see everything. Drones are also useful." Seth said sincerely praise. "Marek Rockefeller. It's in his room. That blonde woman? Who is she? Should I finish her too?" [That's Olga Dmitry. She's Target's fiancee. Yes, you have to finish everything. Don't leave a trace, don't leave anything behind. You don't want his fiancee to become the criminal's successor and take revenge by endangering all of humanity? They're just as vile. Seize Marek Rockefeller's cell phone and briefcase. We need to know who he contacted and what they discussed about the new world order. He could have brought access to other international criminal networks. The slightest hint, we need. ] "A new world order? That's ridiculous. Why aren't they circus performers? Control this world under their hands? You are an idiot!" Seth giggled savagely. "They're crazier than you." Seth uses his tablet to control the Drone to fly further into the main facility. The Drone crept on the wall; he pulled out tiny needles
"Hostiles!" Seth is lurking among the shadows of darkness; he must be startled by the rush of shots from automatic carbines welcoming his arrival. He had not yet had time to breathe a sigh of relief and celebrate his victory. Short time. In a dark and poorly lit bunker, Seth uses night vision mode to finish off the troops guarding inside the bunker. Even Seth had expected to get this attack. A flood of bullets wildly whizzed and shot through the air. Seth has to move places, roll fast and dodge all their attacks. He filled the magazine with lightning movements and launched another return fire. Several single incursions managed to knock out the enemy. However, Seth is forced to flee behind a steel object to stay alive and safe. He must not die on the battlefield, no matter what. Seth will not live forever as a murderer. Someday he will have to leave this world. He was forced to go through all this as a stepping stone to save his already bad and miserable life. Rather than Seth endi