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Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 107 - Building My Legacy
All those low rank guardians in that lobby are now speculating about their chances. There are still several slots available for more participants.“Five slots left. Should we participate too?”“You think we even have the chance?”“You don’t need to win it! As long as you are able to advance quite far in this tournament, some higher ups will reevaluate your rank. But it’s different if you are already a B-rank guardian.”For B-rank guardians, maybe they will not be immediately promoted to A-rank guardians through this tournament. But by showcasing their abilities, they could gain the trust of higher-ups in the Ministry of National Security to get more important missions.Just like the winner of the previous tournament, Robert Howard, a mage in Gale Nicholson’s team. He participated as a B-rank mage. However, after winning the tournament, he got several important missions, and then got promoted to A-rank guardian 4 months later.For lower rank guardians, either D-rank or as C-rank, they
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 108 - A Man's Dream
“He is that red-haired guy in Mary’s team,” says that D-rank Herald guy.“One of Mary’s team members?” mumbles that woman. “Does that mean… Oh, God! Her name is not even on the list?”“It was Mary herself who put his name on that list,” that guy informs.“What? She volunteered her own spot for a D-rank guy? Why would she do that?”Right at that moment, Luke Hawkins appears, intending to check on the situation. All those low rank guardians immediately make some space for him.And somehow, the first thing that catches his attention is none other than Dean’s name. He can’t even hide his grudge, and the cut on his right earlobe starts itching.“Dean Morton?” he grumbles slowly.He leaves with so much resentment. And that woman named Mina Simon seems to notice the source of his rage.“What’s wrong with him?” She mumbles with a confused face. “Don’t tell me that rumor is true.”“What rumor?” asks that one D-rank Herald guy from behind her.“Did you see the cut in his earlobe?”“What about i
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 109 - Aren't You A Monster Yourself?
The mysterious man leads Dean away from the urban area, to a quiet road on the edge of the hills. Then he climbs the uphill road, seemingly ignoring Dean who is following him from behind. Dean himself is a little doubtful whether the man really doesn’t realize that he is being followed, or whether he might have deliberately lured him into a quiet area like that. Until at some point, the man stops, and then turns back looking at Dean. “So, he knows I’ve been following him.” Oddly, that mysterious man smiles a little, and then walks away from the road approaching a concrete fence of a residence. He jumps, and lightly pulls himself up over the fence to get into that residence area. Of course, this piques Dean's curiosity, and he continues riding his motorbike until he arrives at the entrance gate of that residence. There he is surprised to find that the place is actually a villa that has been converted into a museum. Absolutely no fence at the entrance, and it’s totally open. There’s
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 110 - Can't Take Him Lightly
Or maybe, it’s because Dean is currently in a fighting mode, it makes the white aura around his body a bit thicker than normally. The thing is, when Musgly is now hovering near Dean’s left ear, that man doesn’t notice his existence.>“Stupid! I can’t simply kill someone just because he steals other’s money. But damn, his punches and kicks are heavier than the last time I fought him.”>“Yeah. And it seems like he was holding himself that time. But now, after knowing how strong I am, he is no longer holding himself anymore.>“I’m not so sure! But I want to try fighting without any weapons, and see how far I can deal with him.”>“I know
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 111 - The Only Survivor
Dean delivers more slashes. The man can’t see these wind blades clearly, unless they are quite close to him. And these small wind blades also fly so fast. All the man can do now is to put a stronger protection with his mana shield, as thick as possible. These wind blades aren’t as strong as Dean’s spirit blades. But they are still strong enough to penetrate the man’s mana shield. They injure the man’s forearms even if with just shallow cuts. The man’s clothes and jacket are also torn little by little in some parts. “He is quite resilient. Let’s see how long he can sustain this!” Noticing the man’s strong protection makes Dean no longer afraid to use this one technique. So he keeps using it to corner the man, knowing that it won’t easily kill him. As that man is cornered without being able to do anything, he starts murmuring. He chants some spells while raising both arms crossed in front of his chest, with palms up. It makes Dean a bit puzzled, since the spell sounds similar to th
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 112 - The Unwanted Son
The noon is getting late. But the fog that has previously limited visibility is now dispelled by the wind blowing from the Migrath Bay. Dean is now starting to be able to see the beauty of the backyard of that villa. It looks neat and well maintained, a clear testament of a painstaking gardener.That deadly fight now ends with warm tea and a relaxed chat on the patio at the back of the villa. Dean sits accompanied by the old man who he used to think was just a street beggar. And that man named Dastan is still there, sitting a little further away on another building pillar, still observing Dean with an intense gaze.“So, old man! You are working here in the museum as a gardener? I thought you were just a homeless beggar,” utters Dean with an awkward smile.“I can’t say that I’m working here. They’ve been letting me stay here for two years. So I take this place as a home, and help to maintain it,” explains that old man by the name Camran Garriov.“Two years? Then, what were you doing i
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 113 - Find The truht Yourself
Despite that, he has learned from the old man Camran, that maybe he is not the son of Immanuel Morton, considering Immanuel Morton himself was clearly not a Yegristan.“Ye, yes!” Dean replies with mixed feelings. “I grew up in an orphanage in Ertonbury, until a family from Taernsby Town adopted me three years ago.”“So, you must be that red-haired baby?” The old man Lincoln Decker smiles peacefully. “Did the people from the orphanage tell you about this place?”“Not really! I found this place by accident,” Dean denies, still with an awkward smile. “After all, I know that Immanuel Morton never had a wife or children. So, I never thought that he was my father.”“Well, that’s what most people think,” says Lincoln. “But the fact he gave you his surname proves that he considered you as his son. Why don’t you come with me for a while? There’s something I’d like to show you.”Lincoln walks toward the door. But then he stops and looks back, realizing that Dean is still silent with his stupid
Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 114 - Stay Alert
That wild motorbike isn't the only thing Dean spends his money on. He has also bought a one-story middle class house measuring 9x6 meters on a 132 square meter plot of land at the foot of a hill.The location is only 5 minutes from Starlight Street which is on the outskirts of Taernsby Town. With less than 8 million Estol, he was able to get that simple house with 3 rooms. However, what Dean really needs is the basement, and the condition which is quite solitary without any neighbors.“So where were we?” asks Dean as he gets back to a chair, sitting right in front of a specter which is now tied to a pole with enchanted 7 colors ropes.In that basement, accompanied by Sara and Daniela, Dean interrogates a specter which had been approaching Monica's house. He emptied the basement beforehand, so that he can freely carry out the interrogation.But that male specter doesn’t respond at all. The light in his eyes is dim, with his head drooping like someone who is sleepy.“Is he sleeping?” as
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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.
