Hunter of Artemis - Reviews

At this point almost every chapter has a face slapping scenario, like the very generic face slapping at a school reunion for example...

I think that the story is pretty good so far. The chapters aren’t short, the author is consistent, and it has a really good storyline. The only issue is that there are some minimal grammatical errors. Luckily, it doesn’t take away from the story. Keep up the good work.

I'm on full support author. Please more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more!!!!

Izan raised his left eyebrow before chuckling once again, he turned his head towards Robin and Sybill before asking. "I suppose that the two of you will also change your clothes before we arrive there?" Even if Izan didn't know where they'll be going, he knew that it should be a decent place as Jiutian and Defying had chosen it.  

He tapped something in the camera. He was laughing. In a few seconds, I heard my phone rang. I immediately ran to the bedroom to get it. When I saw the notification panel, it was something that Delf has sent. It was a picture. It was my picture. It did not occur to me that it was my image. For a second, I did not recognize my face and my body. They modified me so much that I failed even just for a second to recognize myself. Terror filled me. My stomach hurt. My tears began to fall.

Aron smiled brighter as he said, " It was first time that I got such a unique gift." I liked it so much that I copied it in my personal diary." Kim stared at Aron hearing that and Aron also realized that he had gone a bit over the top by spilling the beans regarding copying the poem. Aron quickly changed the topic and asked ,"so you like writing? "

Jiang Xiuran spat at the corpse. It was a rough-looking man that appeared that he hadn't bathed for days, wearing strange tattered leather equipment of some kind. A gaping hole decorated his chest.

-At 5 years old he he passed and university exams

As he said that a black hoodie and training pants covered his naked body and after checking the fit he was satisfied.

The treasury had been nearly emptied to buy better armour for the soldiers, the highest levels got the best armour. That was the grim reality, they were worth more than the lower level footsoldiers. Even those got and upgrade in their equipment, the dwarves had brought as much armour as they could carry at the pace they had moved, the elves had brought bows and arrows. The empire had come over by way of flight and could ill-afford to bring extra equipment. Collin had brought the best soldiers he had however, each of them a grim faced veteran.

"What?" Bork was dumbfounded.

"Enough." Barragan flicked his hand. There was a certain pride in Barragan's actions that was hard to hide, more so now that he possessed a face to display expression. "If you wish to be of use, live to fight another day."