Semua Bab The Outrider: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Dion Bismark considered, when will the fools who thought of themselves so highly would come around and tell him that his plan was valuable? The data alone convinced him of how viable the plan is. Aured City was a hotbed of Outriders and Mercenaries looking for work in this godforsaken world. He could make use of them.Investing in the research and development sector had caused him to gather a fortune. But now he wasn't so sure about how things should be. Arrogant, brazen, this was something he had the right to. But even his well-earned arrogance couldn't move the hearts of the passive fools guarding the City of Aured."One message alert," his communication device rang as he leaned on the window of his car. Opening the communication device, he received an anonymous message. Noting that the message came from someone who he planted in the DBA of Haven. The only place who would put a bounty on him was Haven."A bounty hunter has recently come to take the job of putt

The battle continued as the rain poured. The lights shined down. Puddles made ripples as they fight on the labyrinth streets of Aured City.Dion Bismark had been able to lessen the firepower of the enemy by making him waste his ammunition. Not only that, but he was also sure that the boosters of the assassin should have run out. Battling for minutes had weakened Dion Bismark. As an etherian, he could fight long battles, but his consumption of ether made him feeling empty."Not yet," Dion Bismark told himself. Firing another round of ether bullets at the enemy, Dion Bismark abandoned using air steps. He stayed in cover, making a lot of noise as possible. He wasn't going to rely on the 'police force' of this City. His only hope was now Diana.Sprinting through alleyways, he dodged the gunfire of the small arms of the assassin. He didn't let his guard down even though he wasn't firing his anti-material rifle. One thing that was in his mind that as long as he didn't

Dona waited on the couch. Her eyes occasionally would glance at the credit transfer on her hand. Two hundred fifty-thousand credits was enough to land her a good year without working. The recipient was the same fool who would pour his money into her. What did he do this time to earn money when he was not working in the Sanctum? She could lie around. She's out of a job with her contract done, and yet somehow she was safe from selling herself out in the open streets, ending up in a drug den."I don't get it," Dona muttered. "You could have someone so better. Is it really because we have the same hometown?"She leaned on the couch and stretched her head, eyeing the door. She has not left her room. She would roll around her bed, open her communicator, and lean her arms on the table. Once in a while, she would hesitate on the door. Then she would turn on the television, watching the starlet named Ursula dance and wiggle her hips. Blue dyed hair, skimpy dress, voluptuous cur

Seeing Dona worked hard on the counter was enough for Jakob. Still, when he looked at the news on the communicator device, he would frown. On the device shows, "Magnate, Etherian, dies of an accident."The style of the headline, the font, and the author was the same. The difference was that he knew that it was a coverup regarding the death of someone with a status like Dion Bismark. The first etherian to die with a bullet inside his head would prove to be a dark mark. He was sure that 'fate' would correct the path. And it seems like he did. But looking at Dona, he understood he had slightly changed things.That's not enough.Jakob affirmed that thought with a stiff drink. A bourbon was enough to wake him up. Five days have passed since he moved in to the room given by Haven with Dona. They changed the room, carried Dona's belongings to Haven, and had them set it up for her to become Helga's assistant.She was doing fine. She could work with Helga and serv

She walks into the oval stadium with arms spread to her audience. The darkened seats twinkled with flashes as she walks under that spotlight.The zeal of the crowd crawls into his skin. The clapping and the stomping made him question if this was still Aured City. The days he stood on the wetlands. Here he was standing in a stage where he wasn't supposed to stand."My lovelies," Miss Ursula shouts. Her voice was like sweet honey turned into the form of sound. The crowd roars as Miss Ursula starts dancing risque moves.Jakob recalled that her etherian ability was that of a siren's voice. Through the sounds, she emits she could produce an effect that stimulates the electrons inside the human body. Although Jakob felt none of that effect, he wonders if only because she was still not at the level where she could break the mind of a belua through her songs.As the beats continue, Jakob stood sharply. His hand on his baton as he keeps an eye on the crowd. Gaul s