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His eyes snapped open. A grey, biplane fighter emblazoned with an Iron Cross thundered through the low sky. Tongues of flame spat from the plane's nose; it was clearly strafing a target. With the sharp howl of air friction, bullets slammed into sandbags, kicking up dirt and forcing him to squint. You've got to be kidding me, he thought, a bitter smile on his face. I get transported through time just for substitute teaching a world history class? All I did was mention a few successful battle tactics of…-
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Hearing that name, Akado had two subconscious reactions. The first was to reach for the bayonet at his waist with his right hand. The second was to rip off his gas mask with his still-aching left hand and turn around. Kill this damn bastard right here! That was the first thought that flashed through Akado’s mind. He knew who the man behind him was, and he knew what he would do in the future. This was the perfect opportunity to solve everything, to nip it all in the bud. That was the best solution. For…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair Ever since the Red High Heels club implemented a membership system, ordinary customers lost the qualification to enter. They never told outsiders how to become a member or what the standards were. Even when some old customers asked, they often got no results. Later, Booker spread some news through some people. People could not actively become members on their own. Only those who received an invitation from the Red High Heels had the qualification to become a…-
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair Chief Charlie sat in his office. He was supposed to be at the scene; after all, this was a mission from those big shots. But at this moment, there was no sign of nervousness or any other emotion on him. He was quietly savoring the coffee he had just hand-brewed himself. The rich oils and aroma left an indescribable mellowness and fragrance between his lips and teeth with every small sip. A few hundred dollars a pound for coffee beans, this was the best…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair Many people don't really understand the operations of the Lance Family. They think Lance's should be a very autocratic group, just like the former Brotherhood. Young people lack the prestige and authority accumulated over a long period of time and cannot make everyone submit wholeheartedly. Therefore, in a young group, the decisive forces are violence and madness. Some people think that Lance is also a madman because everyone in the family obeys his orders…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair On the bell tower of St. Nayea Cathedral, standing here and looking around gives one a very strange feeling. In the modernized city, there is a small piece of tranquility. Perhaps this is why some people always love to go to church on weekends. They are able to find some spiritual peace here, which in turn makes them believe that this peace is a gift from God. Mr. Jobav leaned on the railing, gazing into the distance. When Lance came up the stairs, the…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair Whether due to nerves or something else, Johnny’s trembling hand reached into his yellowed pocket and pulled out a small glass bottle. He quickly popped open the cap with his thumb, took out a small pill from inside, and shoved it into his mouth. No water—he swallowed it directly. In reality, the pill wouldn’t have had time to take effect just yet, traveling from the mouth to the stomach. But strangely enough, his trembling hand steadied, and he…
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Advanced chapter until 500+ at patreon.com/caleredhair In the morning, the members of the Empire Merchants Association all gathered at Lance's place because today was the day to distribute the money. Actually, they weren't without some worries before. After all, with so much money invested, was it really reliable? But throughout the entire process, Lance had brought some representatives along to negotiate and sign contracts together, which completely put their minds at ease. After all, they could look…
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Advanced chapter until 500+ at patreon.com/caleredhair On the way, the middle-aged man was a bit absent-minded. Hearing that they were arriving soon, his mind was on other things. For example, could they take care of the Lance Family in one go? Would the Lance Family counter-attack? After taking care of them, how much profit could he make from running this bar? He thought about many things, even about matters years, or a dozen years later. Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up,…
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Advanced chapter until 500+ at patreon.com/caleredhair "Still no news?" Brinton sat behind his desk smoking. The cigarette butts in the ashtray on the desk had already piled up. It had been almost two hours. Whether they had succeeded or not, they should have sent some news back. But until now, not a sound had been heard. "No, the phone hasn't rung at all. And one more thing, Boss, there seem to be some people around the nightclub." Brinton was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but then a kind…
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