Roy continued to crawl on the ground. Roy did not have the courage of Dextor, who could kill everyone, including himself, and all he wanted to do right now was live.
SLASH!
Roy screamed in pain. There were four Soul Swords embedded in his thigh.
"Release me. Please let me go. Bruce, we are still family, after all." Roy prayed while crawling.
Bruce moved his finger slightly, and four more Soul Swords pierced Roy's back.
"Family? Now you know that we're family? I haven't forgotten how you, the family, treated us, mother and daughter."
A murderous aura and a cold feeling, at this moment, everything appeared in Bruce's mind. Four more Soul Swords were stuck on Roy's back.
"Ah, Bruce. I am guilty. I know I'm guilty; I'm just a dog from the Waylen family. That, those things are not what I want to do." Roy cried and shouted; he was scared.
SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!
Roy's arm was in pain as four Soul Swords were stabbed into h
"You said your evidence was stored in a shopping mall in the centre of Carthage?" Bruce looked at the Masked Fox suspiciously.The woman nodded. "Yes. How can I take those things with me? Of course, I'll find a place to hide them."Bruce thought for a moment."Bruce, I think this woman might be lying to you," Derek said cautiously.Bruce looked at the Masked Fox again."Believe it or not, but I value my life very highly," the woman responded with a shrug."Sarah, wait here. You can call the police and have them come. I'll go with him to get the evidence." Bruce made a decision.The Masked Fox smiled and looked at Bruce. "Young man, aren't you afraid I will attack you if you go alone?""Before you attack, my sword will split your veins," Bruce replied coldly.Bruce pushed the Masked Fox out. There were several cars parked on the roadside by the men in black.Bruce casually found a car and threw the Masked Fox in th
Bruce Waylen, a man lying on a hospital bed opened his eyes. Bruce saw the flicker of lights and smelled the strong cent around him. Bruce tried to understand his situation as he felt dizziness. "What happened? Why am I ended up here?" Bruce said as his eyes looking around. Flashes of memory seemed to shine back in his blinking eyes. Bruce was at a Halloween party. He came because he heard the news that his girlfriend, Valerie Brown, was dancing with a famous guy who had just joined their Officer Military School. Bruce had heard the rumours about their relationship lately, but he decided to close his eyes and believe Valerie's words, even though his girlfriend was treating him so coldly. "Why didn't Valerie invite me? Why did she have to lie to me too?" Bruce realised that the gap between Valerie and him in their relationship was getting wider. She often made excuses whenever Bruce wanted to spend time with her. While thinking about his life, Bruce took the medicine he bought onl
They then took Bruce to a building opposite where they hosted the party. It was a modern mausoleum where rich people were usually buried.One of them managed to trick the security guard, and the other students continued bringing Bruce into the building. In a high state, they put Bruce into one of the empty lockers where the organisers would usually keep corpses before the funeral process. After that, they all left Bruce alone without feeling guilty.Running out of energy, Bruce eventually passed out inside the locker. But strangely, something seemed to glow in Bruce's body. An hour later, he managed to wake up.System: "The user's body condition is detected to be weak. Immediately exit to get an energy boost."Bruce, who felt claustrophobic, immediately shouted for help. Luckily, a security guard patrolled the building, so he heard Bruce scream.Despite feeling anxious and scared, the security man ventured to open the locker, where he kept hearing the screams for help. And what was th
As a result of the attack, he lost consciousness to the point where he didn't know which kind of person had taken him to the hospital. The last thing he remembered was that there were police sirens on patrol. But Bruce was too weak to know what happened. Remembering everything that happened last night made Bruce's anger flare up. Aside from his failed love affair and ruined reputation, he was also intentionally harmed on the same night. Bruce recognised who they were during the attack, thanks to specific traits. He concluded that they were servants of the Waylen family. Bruce was born as part of the Waylen family from Jericho City, his mother was one of the Waylen's housemaids. There was an affair between Mr Waylen and Bruce's mother and their love cost a healthy lad named Bruce. Bruce became the bastard son of the Waylen family, a powerful and wealthy clan that ruled over the city. He had no status or respect in the family, as his mother was always sick because of the stress and h
Bruce is a student at the Officer Military School in Carthage. He only stayed in school because of his mother wanted him to have a decent degree. Bruce decided to fulfill his mother's only hope. Hence, after leaving the Waylen family, Bruce decided to go to another city named Carthage and start his life as an ordinary person. Bruce had hoped to start his day peacefully, but he was greeted by an unpleasant sight as he reached the school gate. There stood a couple who had betrayed him and broken his heart. The same couple he had seen at the party. The boy sneered at him and said, “Oh, look who’s late again. Do you think you can get into university with this attitude?” “Bruce, leave me alone. We’re over. Don’t you get it?” The girl said with a cold voice. She thought Bruce was still clinging to her. Bruce ignored them; he felt nothing but disgust for them. They were Mateo Kovacic and Valerie Brown. Valerie was Bruce’s former girlfriend. They used to be happy together, or so Bruce tho
Having said all that, Bruce walked in. Hearing his words, the security guards just looked at each other without stopping him. Classes had already started, so only a few people were walking around the school area. As he walked, Bruce flashed a satisfied smile. System: "You have completed your mission to teach Mateo Kovacic a lesson and received one Expertise Point." "Create a list of abilities that can be exchanged for one Expertise Point." SWOOSH! In an instant, a list of skills appeared before Bruce's eyes. The list consisted of Academics, Communication, and Gait. The details of the three skills were straightforward. Academic Expertise would make Bruce highly knowledgeable, his Gait would improve his walking, and Communication would enhance his speaking ability. "It seems like one Expertise Point can't give me much. Well, I'll choose Academics first. It will be helpful to help me in the university entrance exam later. Bruce considered his desire to go to university before choos
Bruce turned his head and looked at Martha, seeing his teacher's expression growing angry.Trying to contain her anger, Martha said, "You are fortunate to have mastered the concept of strategy according to General Nathan correctly. Now, try to explain the process of war strategy."Bruce started talking, "Determining national security objectives as the basis of the strategy process. Formulate a grand strategy, better known as a policy. Develop a military strategy. Devise an operations strategy. Formulate battlefield strategy, better known as tactics."A moment later, Bruce finished his explanation. But still, Martha refused to give up. "Types of strategies?"Bruce spoke, "Military strategy, operations strategy, and battlefield strategy.""Who are the theorists of war?""Carl von Clausewitz (1780 - 1831), Antoine-Henri, baron Jomini (1779 - 1869), Sun Tzu (544 - 496 BC), Alfred Thayer Mahan (1840 - 1914), Giulio Douhet (1869 - 1930)."Every time Martha asked a question, Bruce answered i
A female teacher stood beside them; she wore a black dress and black stockings, making her curves visible. All eyes of the opposite sex would always be on her. The female teacher wore black-rimmed glasses that almost covered half of her face and carried books in her hands. She pushed up her glasses and said, "Mrs Tilaar, is there a misunderstanding between you and Bruce? From what I see, it seems like Bruce is quite well-behaved." "Behaved well enough? Huh, Miss Christine, you are still too young to understand this. Some students may seem well-behaved in front of the teacher, but they will show their true colours outside. A good student is a student with good academic grades," Martha said. There was a glimmer of jealousy as Martha looked at the young teacher. Meanwhile, Bradford couldn't stop stealing glances at the young teacher. Her name was Zara Christine, and she was the Applied Mathematics teacher in the Defence Administration class. Although she was new to education, she had