Extra Pages: The Author's Odyssey
Chapter 224: Shadow Reapers [1]

There were two requirements to set up a mercenary corp.

—Have at least one individual with a Hero certification or

—Get a recommendation from a graded guild.

Though I couldn't get a Hero certification as I had not yet graduated from the academy, with the recommendation of my father, setting up a mercenary corp wasn't a pipe dream.

Creating my organization…

The idea did sound tempting.

…Creating an organization filled with people that I could control.

The more I thought about it, the more I started realizing that this was what I needed.

After realizing that things did not always go according to plans, rather than remaining passive, why not set up my organization?

An organization that operated in the shadows as my henchmen. If Adrian and the rest were the light, why not be the shadow?

Licking my dry lips, I crossed my legs and thought

'If I was going to do it, I may as well go big.'

I leaned forward, my gaze fixed on Jonathan. "We'll rebrand the Black Colour Gang into a mercenary group. A force to be reckoned with, taking on missions that others shy away from. This way, we'll gain recognition and influence without being tied down by the criminal label."

Jonathan pondered the idea for a moment before a smirk crept across his face. "A mercenary group, huh? I like the sound of that. But how do we get the recommendation from a graded guild?"

"That's where my connections come into play," I replied, tapping into the network I had built over time. "I have ties with influential figures, and with my father's influence, we can secure the recommendation needed to establish our mercenary group."

Jonathan nodded, realizing the potential of this new direction. "So, we become mercenaries operating in the shadows, taking on missions, and building our reputation. I can get behind that."

"We'll need a new name, though. Something that resonates power and mystery," I mused, my mind already spinning with possibilities.

"How about 'Shadow Reapers'?" Jonathan suggested a glint of excitement in his eyes.

I considered the suggestion, and a slow smile formed on my lips. "Shadow Reapers it is. A name that strikes fear into the hearts of our enemies and curiosity into the minds of those who hear it."

With the decision made, I envisioned the transformation of the Black Colour Gang into the Shadow Reapers—a mercenary group that would operate in the shadows, shaping the destiny of the world from the sidelines.

"So, now tell me how many gang members you have?" I asked Jonathon, with a hint of excitement in my voice.

'If he has 100 gang members, No, even 50 would be the best.'

"Aha! A-About that...you see, there are only 10, the rest of the others left me because the black colour gang is the weakest out in the city. And when I'm saying there are 10 members, I'm also counting myself on the list. So there are only 9 members in the group right now."

'W-What?'

My expression froze, and I arched an eyebrow, processing Jonathan's unexpected revelation. "Nine members, including yourself? That's a far cry from what I envisioned."

Jonathan scratched his head nervously. "Yeah, well, it's been tough keeping the gang together, especially with the constant threat from other factions. But with this new direction, we might attract more recruits. The allure of being part of a mercenary group like the Shadow Reapers could turn the tide in our favour."

I leaned back, tapping my fingers thoughtfully on the armrest. What he said was true but I don't think anyone else would join the black colour gang or I should say shadow reapers.

I can't call Shadow Reapers until I register officially but it doesn't matter for now.

First I have to see what the remaining members are.

"Jonathan, tell me about reaming members of the black colour gang."

Jonathan nodded his head and said,

"There is my driver whom you already met, remember his the one I sent your home for coming here."

I nodded my head as I remembered that old man who came to pick me up to meet Jonathan.

"Then there are two guards who stood entrance of the black colour gang base and that girl who led you in when you came here for the second time and there other 4 members with their ranks at [F+]"

Nodding my head I said, "I want to meet them."

Jonathan led me through the dimly lit corridors of the Black Colour Gang's base, and we approached the designated meeting room where the remaining members awaited. As we entered, the atmosphere was a mix of anticipation and curiosity.

"Everyone, our esteemed guest, Lucas, is here to meet you," Jonathan announced, gesturing for the members to step forward.

There I found a total of 8 people sitting on tables and chairs.

I recognize four of them instantly. The first was the driver, two guards, and a beautiful girl whom I met when I came here for the second time.

After gazing at them for a moment I turned to the other 4 members of the group.

Jonathan had already told me their names and images on the way here so I instantly recognised all of them.

My eyes paused on a man with Fiery red hair, muscular build, and a confident demeanour. His name is Kyle Thompson, and he Specializes in elemental magic, particularly fire-based spells.

Seating beside him was a woman with Icy blue eyes, silver hair, and an air of quiet determination. Her name is Sylvia Bennett she is proficient in ice magic, often using it strategically in battles.

Then there was Marcus Reynolds he had a

Short black hair and scar across his left eye, and a powerful physique. He is known for his expertise in close-quarters combat and lightning-infused attacks.

Then there was the last member of the group, Olivia Carter. She had Short brown hair, keen eyes, and a lithe figure. She specializes in swift and agile manoeuvres, making her an expert in hit-and-run tactics.

Observing the diverse skill sets within the group, I saw the potential for the Shadow Reapers to become a formidable force. Each member, with their unique abilities, would contribute to the success of our missions and the establishment of our mercenary group's reputation. It was time to guide them into the shadows and mould them into the agents of change I envisioned.

"Welcome, Shadow Reapers. Our journey has just begun," I declared, addressing the assembled members.