Day after day passed, and it had been one week since the competition. Now half of the participants have entered the second round. It had obtained a quota of 4,850 people. There was only the second stage of selection that they had to pass.
Whether or not they can become middle guards depends on their fate. If they fail in this round, they must be satisfied with the low-level or level-one bodyguard position. Still, if they pass, there is a chance for participants to become level two bodyguards or medium-level bodyguards, even elite bodyguards, if they give to the third round.
Today, the eighth day of the competition, all the participants are getting ready in their respective positions. Only half of them still participating in the second stage of the selection in each building are left, while the losers left the city and the country on the second and third days. But the losers and injured participants are still being treated until they recover, and they will be allowed to
A highly targeted strike pierced the opponent's body at the ten-minute mark. If the beautiful woman did not change her attack, it was sure that her opponent would die from the thin but sharp sword stab. The girl only used the sword's tip to hit her opponent's nape, but the result was enough to stun the eyes of everyone who saw it. The woman's body, which her enemy had hit on the bottom neck with the blade, was currently lying on the floor; although she did not faint, her vision was blurred, and she has declared a loser and was not eligible to advance to the third round. Meanwhile, in other battles, wins and losses came and went, and only the most vital people could advance to the next round. The same thing happened in the other two buildings. Almost half of the participants didn't qualify for the third round because they lost in the previous one and finally accepted their defeat sincerely. Some participants were supposed to participate in the selection but gave up before the fight
"Greetings, Mr Spencers," suddenly greeted a beautiful and elegant girl from the side."Ah, what a coincidence that you came Irene, it's a good day for my family. You should hear it," Miguel exclaimed happily."I am ready to carry out Mr Spencer's orders," Irene said, already suspicious."Good, you're worthy of being the principal secretary of my company," Miguel responded in praise."You sit there!" Miguel ordered Irene as he pointed to an oversized chair in front of her."Yes, Mr Spencer," Irene responded obediently."Well, that's better," he responded flatly."You listen carefully to this good news," he hung up.Killian, who heard that, had an uneasy feeling that there would be a crisis in the hearts of Irene, Maribel, Martin and himself.With hope and anxiety, Killian thought his grandfather would not discuss the matchmaking issue with Irene because he did not want to see Irene sad, reject, rebel, or do things that c
"Why does the young master seem indifferent and dislike this meal together? It's not a special occasion for him and his future wife, but why is he acting like that? I don't see him as the young master I know.""Could it be that the young master doesn't like me, or is there another reason?" Maribel thought in the middle of the meal as her eyes glanced at Killian sitting across from her.Her heart felt terrible if she had to impose her will. As an intelligent woman, Maribel could guess what Killian was currently feeling.It wasn't because he was unhappy with this arranged marriage; maybe Killian wasn't ready to get married suddenly like this. Killian was forced to comply with his grandfather's wishes to keep from getting hurt and feeling unappreciated.Those guesses and estimates are currently raging in Maribel's heart and mind, but is what she said true?In his heart, Killian, who had been silent all this time, was also thinking. "I'm sorry, Maribel; it's not that I don't like you, but
The front kick was the name of the spice used by Andre, the brown-skinned Brazilian ex-soldier who was Elric's last opponent.His manoeuvres and quick footwork were unpredictable, and combined with his super-fast fists, he repeatedly hit Elric's body, causing him to bounce and fall to the floor.Getting back up after falling that's what Elric always did after losing, and then counter-punching and counter-kicking, which also caused Andre's body to roll around on the floor, but he still managed to get up.The referee was at a loss whether to stop or continue the fight. He asked Mr Spencer for his opinion by looking at him. Miguel understood the meaning of the stare. With just a nod, the referee understood that the match should continue.The decisive moment, the end of the thrilling battle finally arrived. In the thirtieth minute, when Andre's kick entered Elric's defensive line, with an unexpected move, Elric turned his body towards his opponent.Whi
"Why hasn't the young master contacted me in the past few days? Is it because he has Maribel by his side that he has forgotten about me?" Irene's heart wandered.Currently, Irene was standing on the balcony of the hotel where she was staying. Her gaze travelled far up the hill where Killian's residence was. From every corner of the city, let alone the five-star hotel that Irene was currently staying in, Killian's villa was visible because every lamp installed, the light was very bright. The glitter was visible from a distance.It was towards the villa that at this time, around 00.05 am, Irene was staring at the glittering mansion of the person she loved the most. Heartrending and sad, accompanying every breath she took. Her breathing was heavy, implying deep sorrow."Oh love, why do you play with the hearts of your devotees? Don't you know, your charm does not apply to me this time." That's how Irene's heart cried tonight, protesting the injustice of love that all humans have adored.
[The next day, in the dining room of Killian's residence]."Greetings, grandpa!" greeted Killian just before sitting in his dining room chair."Well, you're awake. Let's have breakfast and then have tea afterwards," Miguel said affectionately."Thank you, Grandpa," greeted Killian as he sat down."How are you this morning?" said his grandfather casually."As you can see, I'm in good shape," Killian lied, even though his body was tired from sleeping too late last night."Where is that, Martin, also my future granddaughter-in-law? Why haven't they joined us for breakfast?" asked Miguel again,"I don't know either; maybe they are running in the morning because their habits like to do that daily," Killian answered casually."Ha! Why don't you join the morning run, too? It's good for your health?" suggested Miguel casually."Besides, by running in the morning with Maribel, you can hopefully get to know each other?" he continu
"You're still asking. Can't you translate it yourself?" Miguel replied and asked Killian back. "Grandpa, I don't understand," Killian denied innocently. "You insensitive young man. Now you listen carefully; I have set you up with Maribel; while you may prefer your secretary, what can I do?" "Whether I urge you or scold you, you're no longer a child; what's more, you want to keep insisting. So you decide for yourself whom you will choose. I hope that you don't disappoint both of them," said Mr Spencer containing a big riddle. Neither Killian, Martin, nor Maribel could understand what Miguel meant. In their minds, there was a question mark, being told to choose one of the two but then saying not to disappoint both of them; what did this mean? If you choose Maribel, Irene will be disappointed if you select Irene and vice versa. Should I pick both? "All this makes my head spin," Killian thought to himself. After thinking about it for a while, Killian, Maribel and Martin understood w
"You'll see for yourself," Killian replied with a smile and a look into the distance."That's what I mean, uncle," Killian continued trying to explain, much like a tour guide."It's fantastic. I didn't expect that a place that was once a vacant lot and an old factory has now become a building as big and magnificent as this," he praised when he saw the shape of the building in front of him.Miguel just smiled, as did Irene. They usually saw a factory like that, but the only difference was condominiums for employees inside the factory complex. Although it was located a little far from the factory building, the condominium was easily accessible from all directions.The condominiums are apartment-like and can accommodate between one thousand and two thousand employees per building, while there are four condominiums, so a total of six thousand employees.The facilities inside are also premium class, complete with a garden around it, so it will still mak