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Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 050 - An Old Witch
A night is enough for Dean to make up his mind. Actually, he feels it’s a bit too late for this decision. But at least, he has tried his best, even though in the end, his talent in basketball was still wasted by Braham University. “I’ve had a new way to raise money now, join Mary as his assistant, and then kill demons to collect soul crystals. Why should I bother? Hold on, should I keep coming to help with Carlos’ business?” The remaining money left in his bank account is only around 744,000 Estol. And he has to keep 415,000 Estol in reserve for his tuition fees. That means, he only has about 329,000 Estol for living. With his frugal life, it could help him survive at least for another 4 months, without depending on anyone else. “Well, why not! As long as I can raise money, being a helper for a street food vendor is not that bad. Money is still money. I need to stay alert for the worst.” An incoming call averts his attention. It’s just Marry who has just arrived at her home. [Hey
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 051 - The Second Greeting
After helping Mary with her so many clients, Dean begins to realize that most of them are all politicians. He suspects that these people could just be attacked by evil spirits because of their activities in politics. Or maybe, they’ve made an enemy with someone in the government. The thing is, these clients mostly want changes in the State of Estuaria. “Not just political figures, but also philanthropists who expect justice for people,” says Mary, while driving her car to take Dean back to the station. “Even when you do goods, there will still be people who are not happy with your actions.” “Do they know about this?” asks Dean. “Of course they know. They are politician, not just naïve kids.” Suddenly, Mary gets a notification from her phone. It’s money transferred from her organization regarding the soul crystal she sold to the collector. “Woa! They buy your soul crystal with 3,207,500 Estol,” Mary informs with a bright smile. “Hold on! I’ll transfer the money to you.” “Three mi
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 052 - A group of Beasts
A moment later, one bizarre creature comes out of the wood, while dragging a goat that seems to have eaten some part of it. What is left from the goat is one front leg that the creature is holding, and the upper half of the goat's body.Its size is massive, more than 2 m tall, with long arms. The arms are much longer than its legs, to the point its bulk arms almost reach the ground, even though that creature itself is standing straight with two legs like humans.Most of its body part is covered by thick hair. Not furs, but really long black hair like men with hirsute. The hair is dangling around as that creature slowly walks out of the woods.It’s so big and sturdy, with long canines. The canines from its lower jaw are longer than the upper ones. And its eyes are red like a blazing fire.It then just stands there, gazing upon Dean calmly. But clearly, it emits a strong evil emotion, and Dean knows this creature sees him as a prey.“Oh, shit! Where did this thing come from?”That one o
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 053 - The League of the Hidden Blood
The sky has become a bit brighter before dawn comes. But that area is still so quiet from people. After all, the road Dean currently takes is not the road often used by people.He pedals his bicycle downhill as fast as he can. But still the bicycle itself has its limit speed. And a few of those beasts have already caught up to him.“Oh, shit! They seem so mad at me!” mutters Dean as he notices them jumping on trees on the side of the road.>One of them bursts out of the bushes, jumping to pounce on Dean’s head with its jaws. Dean grips both the brakes in surprise. That bicycle immediately overturns and throws him onto the road.He rolls and slides on the paved road, tearing several parts of his clothes. Likewise, his knees, elbows and palms, are injured due to friction and eroded by the asphalt.“Uuugh! That hurts!”But
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 054 - He Is A Liar
He observes those demons, and looks around to take a look at the mess. He also notices the damage on the ceiling.That’s when Dean begins to feel worried. It seems like this middle-aged professor really is not normal.“Were you the one who killed these creatures?” asks Prof. Nicholson coldly.“Yes! I had no choice. They tried to kill me,” replies Dean.“How did you do it?”“How?” Dean then takes out his Grimoire’s Dagger of Apathy and shows it to him. “Well, I cut them with this dagger.”Prof. Nicholson immediately stares at Dean with a serious look. And Dean suspects that Prof. Nicholson is going to be mad at him just like their previous encounter.“Look! If you think I’m taking your question as a joke, I’m not! I did kill them with this dagger. It might be small, but…”Prof. Nicholson approaches him in a rush. Not to grab his collars like the last time, but only to take a look at that dagger.“I know so well about this dagger’s magical effect. But, are you telling me you cut that mo
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 055 - Becoming Professional Guardian
Later, Dean shows Mary that he did kill the demon by stabbing its body right on the heart. To prove her theory, Mary cremates that one dead demon body. And just like what she speculated, after cremating that body until it is charred, she really doesn’t get any soul crystal from it. “Just as you said, huh?” says Dean rhetorically. “I could just write a journal by doing this experiment,” mutters Mary with a bit of a silly expression on her face. “Anyway, if you want to kill a demon later, just make sure to not damage its heart.” “Does that mean I can hunt the demon for collecting soul crystals?” “Wait! No! God damn it! That’s dangerous. You don’t even have a license yet. Now give back that soul crystal.” “Why? This is mine!” “Don’t you want to sell it?” “Oh, that's right!” “That’s it! Now go home and take a shower. You smell so fishy like rotten corpse,” Mary waives as she walks away, heading back to that abandoned house. Dean just follows her behind, since he left his bicycle
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 056 - The King of the Nerds
“What the?” Dean immediately knocks off Jay’s phone. “Hey! Get a hold of yourself, damn it? Are you mad? Who is killing whom?” Jay rushes to get back his phone. He holds his head with both hands, staring at the dear smartphone which has been broken. “My phone? Oh, no! You broke my phone! Do you have any fucking idea? I just bought it a week ago for 7 fucking million Estol, damn it!” Dean is taken aback by that number. He can’t believe there are people stupid enough to buy a smartphone which costs almost the same as the price of a car. “Man! Seriously?” sneers Dean with a disbelieving face. “You bought a phone for 7 million Estol? You could have filled the stomachs of 3500 hungry people with food using that much money, you know that?” “Shut up, you bitch! Small minded man like you won’t understand it.” Jay cries as he rubs his broken phone. “Yeah, I won’t be able to understand that stupidity. Is that why you buy a smartphone? To replace your ineffective brain?” “Fuck this!!!” Jay
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 057 - Teenagers and Their Dirty Minds
Dean stares at them flatly, emotionless. He cares not about their accusation, suspicion, or insult. For him, who has seen the world far beyond normal humans’ perceptions, all those insults are just a group of words constructed by kids. He averts his attention away, scanning for an unoccupied chair. As he intends to take one, a girl suddenly moves, and then takes it. Dean ignores her antics, and intends to take the empty chair that the girl has just left. But again another girl claims it. “What do you want?” Dean whines. And then, more students do the same, intending to leave just one chair right beside Monica for a purpose. However, the one who sits beside Monica, a girl named Camille who is still Monica’s friend, doesn’t want to follow those students’ jokes. “Come on, Cammie!” says a girl to her. “Fuck off!” she denies. Dean smiles and takes the unoccupied chair beside her. “Thank you Cammie!” “I know they just want to scheme something dirty! But, If you do want to take my pl
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Even until the next few weeks, the situation in most places in The Democratic State of Yegristan, is still in chaos. Some of the vampires feel so relieved after finding out that they no longer have to drink human blood.But some of them are upset about losing their immortality. And their numbers are much greater, who are now venting their frustration and anger by causing chaos in society.But there are also some of them who do not realize what is happening, recklessly carrying out vandalizing, lootings and robberies, but later ultimately shot dead by the police.The current president is actually a half-blood from the Almas tribe, and he is still affiliated with the rulers of Estuaria.Instead of calming the chaos in his country, he is now in Medreisten, attending a meeting, which is also attended by representatives from two other kingdoms, Aflar and Ustobia.Even after Valery's death, these three countries are still under the influence of the Estuaria government, which is now under Sam
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All the zombies in the forest, the dead vampires, Zulfik, and Harley, are now silent, swaying gently with blank faces.They stay like that, at least until all the specters within their bodies come out, and scatter in all directions. And instantly, all these lifeless bodies collapse.All the Manes in this forest are also getting out, seeming to be uncomfortable with the condition of the woods which have been covered in ice.They are interested in the stability in the area around Nimeza's core. The appearance of these Manes later catches Dean's attention.“I can't let them get near that stone.”Dean rushes over to the jet black stone, which is currently still in Valery's hand. Somehow, Valery’s hands are now slowly petrifying.This is what happens to people who lost their drive to live due to the effects of Nimeza's core, just like all the six previous kings of Yegristan who failed in inheriting that stone.Not only does he die, but every organ, cell and molecule in Valery’s body have b
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Dean glances around to examine his situation. Suddenly, Namsqeem comes out of the soul shard which Dean keeps under his long blazer.“What is this? Why I feel so heavy?” asks Namsqeem.Dean doesn’t say a word. But at least, he looks so relieved knowing that the situation in Belestia Hill must have been secured.“These undead?” mumbles Namsqeem, seeming so familiar with Valery’s way of thinking. “He is going to use them to give him some space to cast his spells.”“I know,” Dean affirms. “Why don’t you deal with them, so I can handle that man?”Namsqeem makes his move. His sudden appearance has ruined all Valery’s plan. Now Valery needs to find another way to deal with Dean.But suddenly, he sees the arrival of so many missiles in the sky, coming from the east. They look so fast, because time passes with a different flow between inside the dome and outside it.All the missiles explode without being able to penetrate the dome. Yet, Valery still looks so upset, and Dean notices his sour f
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Blood spurts from his mouth as his back hits the rocky cliff, where he gets stuck in the cracks caused by the impact.The crack then collapses, and he falls along with those rocks into a fairly large river below.A few moments later, Dean emerges from the river, floating to the edge, before he lands on the river bank, and immediately kneels down while coughing.“That was dangerous,” he mutters.His body releases thick haze, not just the steam of evaporating water from his soaked long blazer, but also the effects of his regeneration skill healing his wounds.There Dean realizes that his self-healing ability is much faster than usual. But still, that is no reason for him to feel safe.This regeneration won’t be able to raise him from death if one lethal attack kills him. Not to mention about the situation in Belestia Hill which he has been worrying about.“I can't be careless now. I have to end this as soon as possible.”Soon, he notices the emergence of fires in the forest. Even though
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Zulfik's headless body is still floating while flapping his wings, as is Harley's headless body in his mechanical suit.Both of them are still alive and still able to control their bodies, at least until Valery pulls out the curse of immortality he once placed on them.Two blobs of bituminous liquid come out of Harley and Zulfik's bodies, before evaporating in the air. Only after that, the two headless bodies fall down as lifeless corpses.Apparently, these betrayals have disappointed Valery so much that he no longer wants to trust anyone.“I know you loved sacrificing your pawns to achieve your goals. But why?”Dean asks coldly, speaking in Nimeza language, and it’s effective to draw Valery’s interest.“Why you killed them now when you should be able to use them? Is this how you are going to create peace in the world?”To find Dean so fluent talking in that language, even with the native accent of ancient Zalfari people, Valery replies to him also in Nimeza language.“I don’t need the
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Despite his indifferent attitude, believe me, he is really in a precarious condition right now.This is one of the side effects of Nimeza's core on him, which makes him always at peace, completely indifferent to life and death.One of the negative effects is that he has not been taking his fight seriously, which ultimately leads to his current situation.The only thing now which makes him think seriously about his fate is because of the safety of his wife and kid.But on the good side, he can still think calmly despite his situation, taking his time amidst the clouds, as if relaxing on a soft mattress.“Okaay, why don't I try to dig up a little of the memories of those old men?”He closes his eyes, trying to remember, as if what the four ancient apparitions had experienced in the past is his own experience.Unfortunately, they’d never been in a condition like this, and there is not the slightest memory where they had a technique which allowed them to fly.Until then…“Let's try the th
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That’s the message given by Valery. And Antonin knows so well how important this warning is. That’s why he only tries to waste time, with so much alertness, without any intention to get close to Dean.He swings the two weapons from a distance, and again releases many ethereal weapons in all directions.These ethereal weapons linger around for a few minutes, spinning and floating randomly around Antonin, like satellites orbiting a planet.“What is he thinking? Is he going to attack me or not?”The movement of those ethereal weapons makes Dean a little confused, because they look more like protection instead of an offensive technique.But then, the ethereal weapons orbiting on the outermost side are getting further away from Antonin. Even though they are still circling around Antonin, they are starting to head towards Dean in their orbits.Dean steps away to avoid it, and then some of the ethereal weapons disappear into the thin air. Even so, Antonin still continues to swing his gryphon
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After such a shocking surprise attack, which has destroyed the military ranks complete with their tanks and trucks, the situation suddenly becomes so quiet.Only the sound of moans of pain can be heard, accompanied by the sound of flames shooting out from the burning oil tanks of several trucks.And there is a man in a black long blazer, with most of his head wrapped in a cloth, standing in the middle of the chaos.“Go back to your homes!” he exclaims in a loud voice. “This is the final warning. You will not get anything good even if you win this war. It doesn't mean there will be a chance for you to win it. If you leave now, I’ll guarantee your safety from my wrath.”His voice is so loud, as if he is speaking with a megaphone. It even reaches the ears of a few soldiers in a tank more than 50 meters away.“Who is this guy?”“Who cares? Let’s see if he still can say a word after eating this one!”Soon, the tank open fires, shooting one HEAT (High Explosive Anti-tank) projectile, which
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Valery can clearly feel her strong presence, but he is still in the state of confusion at the moment. After all, the last time he met Zamira was already more than two thousand years ago.He just assumes this strong presence is just one of the high-skilled Defteros taking part in the battle in Hullback Town.Until then, one of his pawns, an ancient specter named Shaheen, comes to him to informs about something.“Master! I just felt the present of Namsqeem in Belestia Hill,” he says.“Namsqeem?” Valery mutters curiously, feeling quite familiar with the name.“It’s Cresta’s lovely pet,” Shaheen informs.“Oh, that little one,” Valery sneers.“I don’t think you can call him that way now,” Shaheen reprimands. “It’s been two thousand years already. And there’s another strong spirit creature with him at moment. I’m not so sure if he is a specter or a mane. But there’s something strange with his form. It’s similar to what Cresta did to Namsqeem in the past.”Valery's facial expressions change.
