Mercenary Harem in Murim Novel

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Individual name: Leo

Status: Healthy.

Nanites: 76%

’Hmm, I used 24% in that fight? It’s more than I thought.’

His consumption was so bad. He didn’t even use the railgun he prepared yet he used more than 20% to fight 6 Stars martial artist and Tang Yao. He was barely able to use a half of the tricks he planned and the enemy was still not dead.

But at least he was able to do that much without any bloodlust. There was no rage or thirst for revenge that blinded him at all.

"Call Chiaki."

[Contacting Chiaki.]

His smart lenses responded to his command. The communication device connected to his helm immediately rang. Before it could ring more than one time, the other side picked up the call.

"Leader, do you need something from me?"

"Ah, Chiaki. Prepare a set of handcuff and interrogation tools. Also, an infirmary for drug addict. We have a patient with... a broken mind.

"Understood, I will prepare everything you ask for." The answer was instantaneous as if she already expected him to give that order. "Anything else, Leader?"

"Ah, I am returning to the base right now with Jessica. While we’re riding, why don’t you be a good girl and give me a detailed report of what I missed in the base?"

"Yes!"

Chiaki’s voice somehow sounded more cheerful as he called her a good girl.

Following that request, she began to give him a detailed report.

"This morning..."

***

"Why is it only Jessica?"

Chiaki heaved a sigh as she prepared the infirmary for the patient that would arrive with Shui, someone her Leader called Wandering Sword Saint. Based on the swordsman’s rough estimation, they would arrive tomorrow at the fastest.

While preparing for the place, she heard that the Leader asked Jessica to bring him something. Alone.

’Even I can do it just fine too.’

She was sure that the reason why he asked Jessica wasn’t because she was stronger than her or something like that. But she also understood that her Leader had his own reason and won’t tell her what it was unless he thinks it was necessary to do so.

Since they created the mercenary band, their Leader was always like that. Mysterious and fair. No one could guess what he thought. When they knew it, everything was finished just according to his plan.

In the Hallowed Insect, everyone’s strength was equal. Although they had different specialties, they had each other’s back and understood each other’s difficulties. That was what made them strong together.

For the most part, her Leader let everyone do as they please if it didn’t have any impact on the group. But when he needed them, he would give a precise order. All his orders were absolute.

There must be a reason why, a good one, the Leader chose Jessica for this mission.

Nodding to herself, Chiaki returned to the bar after making sure everything was perfect. An operation to connect a severed arm was something easy. Especially since the said arm was cut by Shui. The procedure wouldn’t be complicated at all.

Upon reaching the bar, Chiaki found Jack, a flirtatious man she didn’t like the most. His attitude wasn’t something she could stand. The man had the bad habit of arguing with the other person she didn’t like. Their loud mouths tended to make her hear things she didn’t want to hear.

But again, Chiaki didn’t like men in particular. She only liked Leo. A perfect image of a prince on a dark horse.

Still, that didn’t mean she wouldn’t talk to the other members. Without the sword maniac by his side, the stupid marksman was... bearable.

She approached the bar and tapped his shoulder.

"Hmm?"

Jack, feeling the light tap, turned to her with a curious gaze.

"Need something from me, Chiaki?"

Chiaki ignored the questionable look on his face and said what she wanted. "There are rats outside. Kill them."

After Jessica departed, Chiaki’s defensive system caught rats near the perimeter of the base. They were sneaking around, clearly targeting this place.

"Huh? Can’t your turret do something?"

"Bullets... precious."

With them being low in money and material, it was common sense to save physical bullets used in Turret. Rather than using them to kill the rats, it would be better to do it manually. That way, no trace would be left at all. Meaning, there would also be no smell left.

"What about using Coco to kill them- Actually, nevermind. I will do it."

Just as he suggested, he immediately noticed the dark gaze Chiaki shot at him.

While Chiaki hated everyone, her hatred toward someone who told them to use Coco was towering above all else. To suggest that equal suicide. He understood her feelings because he also didn’t like it when someone suggested to him to use PhoSni to deal with pests.

’I almost stepped into a landmine.’ He thought as he grabbed a photon pistol laying around on the table.

This would be enough for pests trying to enter their base. He walked out of the entrance while whistling. No tension could be seen from his face. His hair, split in the middle, covered a part of his eye as he looked around. The smart lenses embedded on his eyes quickly scanned the area and found the rats.

"Alright. Show yourself or never breathe again. Choose wisely."

’Oooh, I am so cool!’ He thought as he licked his lips.

Alas, his actions were perceived as a joke. Silence answered his call as if mocking him.

"Well, if you won’t show up... then die."

He pulled the trigger. Instantly, several shots fired from the photon pistol as it unleashed bullets toward the location of the rats he’d seen earlier.

The light immediately passed through between their temples without exception. Seven rats died instantly. However, one rat managed to run away as it used its own kind to cover its escape. Enjoy new stories from m-v l’e|m,p| y- r

"Should I give chase?" He murmured with a flat expression, "Nah, it’s not worth it. His owner will definitely send a new one."

Seven rat corpses laid dead on the ground. Looking at it from afar, this was something no one would take care of. It was something anyone would ignore in normal circumstances. But for some reason, this didn’t feel normal.

’Haa... I guess I need to clean up this mess.’

Sighing, he began his work. He walked to the nearby corpse and looked at it.

"Hmm? What a familiar robe. It’s similar to the one worn by someone I killed for the first time in this world."

A Poison Sect member? Maybe that was the name if he remembered what Leo said correctly.

Jack grinned and poked the corpse, "Leader will like this."