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2024-10-29 19:42:56Clark was left feeling completely astonished after going through everything that he just received through his implant. It seems that he may have still underestimated the influence of his Master a bit.
This was just too exaggeratedly outrageous.
He expected to receive a lot after all the efforts that he put in and the surprising results that he got, but still, this was mind-blowing.
Putting aside the shocking amount of the base money reward and the loads of material resources that he got, his increase in authority and the tons of Arcanite metal allocated to him was the most shocking.
These 2 were something that could not be bought with money at all, tha
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“Master, they’re here!” Albert’s voice sounded into the training room amid chewing sounds. Raising his head from the bent position that it was, Clark wiped the sweat from his forehead. He cooled his sore muscles with some ice before laying his eyes on his student. Albert’s small round head poked into the training room, hyper activeness flashing in his eyes as he munched furiously on the chocolate that was on his hand. To Clark’s amusement, his mischievous student looked like a chipmunk to him but he did not focus on this at the moment. Seeing the chocolate that was gradually reducing in size before his face, his eyes darkened. “How many times did I tell you to train your discipline and self-control by toning down on your appetite?” “I…” “And I thought I instructed you to forfeit eating chocolate for the next 2 months, you’re not a baby for God’s sake! Since you’re proving to
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Thud! A soft sound reverberated as Clark shut the door to his room after entering inside, but he didn’t move immediately. He leaned and rested his back on the door before closing his eyes. He took steady and rhythmic breaths as his chest heaved up and down, repeating this cycle in silence. His mind was not a complete total mess yet but it was in a disorderly state. It was slightly chaotic, worried, and concerned. Lots of thoughts battered his brain, making him feel more depressed. “Where are you, Sonia?” The more he thought of this, the more he felt like banging his head against a rock. He already spent millions secretly to fund a search team, but all these efforts were slowly proving to be ineffective. Even though so many years have gone by, not a single trace of Sonia has been seen. Was she really dead? Or was her father hiding her? Nothing seemed to make sense to him. Though he always thought of this daily, hearing that Emil
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Clark took public transport back to Vatican City. Since his parents’ death years ago, this was his first time entering a train. Because of a lot of coincidences that were induced by his special identity as a soldier, he hardly stays in the country. For the few times when he stayed, he always had other better modes of transportation. Casually activating his camouflage device before entering the train, he was able to make himself look like a gangster teenager, making the other passengers feel repulsed at his presence. In recent years, he hardly noticed it but he was now a celebrity. In Vatican City, he was practically the hero of every citizen. They looked up to him as a leader and as the one to give them comfort. He didn’t hate being treated and looked at like that, but experiencing repulse from people now became a new special experience to him. He basked in this feeling. By the time the train got filled with passengers and started moving, it w
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6 months ago, the sky turned red which according to world leaders signified the start of the war that would decide the fate of humanity.2 months prior, the news was finally publicized, spreading worldwide panic but with all the most powerful world leaders working together, the panic was easily curbed and order was restored.According to the government, humanity was not hopeless, they had heroes in the form of their soldiers and elite soldiers.Not only that, humanity had a superhero, the great Elite Commander Clark Pendragon. After the special training started, a fuse seemed to have been switched on as the Spartan soldier experienced a period of rapid growth.With veteran Elite Commanders around to guide him and with every resource he needed available, he encountered no bottlenecks, he improved at a superhuman speed never recorded since the human race was born.In just 4 months, he broke through 2 times, going all the way to the Elite-grade rank.
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CHAPTER 468: THIS IS MY DAY!
Vatican City Central Church, General Clark Street. This was the church where the big things were happening for today. Not only people from all over the Spartan republic, even esteemed guests from foreign high-grade countries came to grace this occasion. Today was the day of Vatican City hero’s marriage ceremony. After 22 years as a single, General Clark Pendragon was finally ready to tie the nut with his fiancée. The name of the street where the ceremony was commencing was given and commissioned a few days after Clark became a General. Some of the most esteemed guests attending the marriage ceremony were the legendary President of the Spartan republic, Leonidas, and the armor tycoon, the billionaire Mr. Calibri of the Dakran republic. These 2 people were such powerful and well-known personalities in their own rights that their attendance alone shot the attention being given to the marriage ceremony to the highest point. Not only that,
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CHAPTER 467: MAY GOD HELP US.
“Leonidas, you wish to attend?”Hearing that, the Spartan President sighed, exasperated. “If you were not my mentor, I would have probably fired you already. Cough…, sorry for that but I’m really going, what’s the big deal?”“You’re really asking me that right now? Of course, there’s a big deal. Apart from military burials, do you know the last time you have for social gatherings?”“I dunno, probably a decade or 2”.“No…, 4 decades! 4 whole decades! You get that?” The old man emphasized by waving his hands vigorously, showing 4 fingers at the powerful soldier.“Suddenly going to a social event after such a long time staying at home, what do you think will be people’s reaction. They may feel that something is happening, they may even panic”.“And just because he’s a 4th rank high-grade soldier does not change anythin
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CHAPTER 466: A DATE.
A day after the reunion with her family, Sonia took permission with her parents before going on the first official date with her boyfriend. It was a date, but they just wanted to spend more time together and close to each other. The few years apart was torment to them, now that they had the opportunity, they wanted to make up for it by all means. At first, staying together left them feeling awkward but they soon got over it and started reliving the feelings of a few years ago. For the destination for their first date, none of them planned for it as they were both individuals who have never interacted with the opposite sex in such fashions before now. As the only daughter of a famous billionaire, other billionaire sons already tried courting her in the past but she simply didn’t find them appealing enough, so she always ignored and avoided them. After just a day of staying with Clark, her brother, and her parents in her childhood home, she now
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CHAPTER 465: IT FEELS NICE TO BE BACK.
Among the 3 Pirate Gods in the Sahara, though none of them never publicly claimed the spot as the strongest, the Black Pirate God was the one most recognized by pirates as the strongest. After him was the powerful Red Goddess Pirate, then the Lilac Pirate God. Compared to the first 2, the Lilac Pirate God was on the more glaringly weaker side but he still had the strength to back his title. At this moment, in the Black God Pirate City, a surprising piece of news was being circulated. Pirate Queen Anamel was dead, and Pirate Queen Cobra was secretly a student of the Red Goddess. Not only that, the most shocking piece of news that took the city by storm was that of Pirate Queen Cobra’s intention to leave the Sahara and settle in normal human settlements outside. … “Is this news verified?” A deep voice asked with suppressed anger in an underground room with far better living conditions than most of the others out there in the desert. “Yes
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CHAPTER 464: SONIA'S ADVENTURES.
Though they both wanted to just remain in each other’s embrace forever, Clark and Sonia knew that they were still in a pirate city and what it meant. With reluctance, they quickly left the city with Arthur.Even if they tried to cover it up, it was impossible so they didn’t bother. In minutes, the news of Pirate Queen Anamel’s death spread through the pirate city and beyond.For long, Clark has always been worried about his reaction when he finally saw Sonia again but he was surprised when he did. It was like they never separated; it was like they’ve lived through all these years together.15 minutes later, they got sufficiently far away into the desert from the pirate city so they finally had the time to speak things out.Sonia brought out the stolen pistol first, which Clark handed over to Arthur. After this, she finally started detailing her encounters after Clark asked.According to her, after the fierce battle on her fa
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CHAPTER 463: RE-UNION.
While Arthur asked the pirate, Clark already went to work as he closed his eyes to focus. As experienced soldiers, they already put a lot of contingencies in place during their tour around the pirate city.Even if they wanted to catch some fun, it was too unrealistic for them to just keep touring without setting anything in place.With his implant, Clark immediately accessed the hidden cameras that they placed around the city, most especially this bar. It didn’t take him long; he saw a hooded female going out through the bar’s back door.“Found our target”.While muttering to Arthur, Clark already turned to storm out of the bar. Arthur simply knocked the 2 pirates out before storming out also.In seconds, they were out of the bar’s main structure.…A few meters away from the bar, a hooded lady walked through the streets at a leisure pace as she kept a close but alert eye on her surroundings.<
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CHAPTER 462: WHERE IS THE PISTOL?
The next day, Clark and Arthur woke up with the intention to remain patient while waiting for their informant to contact them. They didn’t even go into the pirate city, it was too disgusting for them to stay in it. The more Clark felt this way, the more he feared what his girlfriend may have become now. If just a day staying in it could make him this irritated, he just couldn’t imagine what staying here for 4 years could have done. Thinking of this, he felt guilty again. “Why didn’t I come earlier?” Souring his mood with such thoughts, the day moved extremely slowly to him. Perhaps, having noticed his current mood, Arthur didn’t disturb him and opted to go out hunting alone. When he came back, he had a desert antelope with him. Seeing the catch, Clark was left speechless. “Can we finish that?” Arthur wasn’t fazed by his question. “If we can’t finish it today, we’ll just finish it tomorrow or the next. Don’t worry, I have preservation gadgets with me, and besides, your girlfriend
