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    Tales of the Arcanum Repo Man
    Tales of the Arcanum Repo Man
    Tales of the Arcanum Repo Man
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    Tales of the Arcanum Repo Man

    By Antony W.F. Chow

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    Saving the world--by repossessing earth-shattering magical artifacts!

    In a modern world where magic coexists with technology, Finley Viggio Agard is among the best government agents in the Arcanum Repository. He is assigned to retrieve powerful magical artifacts and prevent their misuse. And save the world in the process.

    Tales of the Arcanum Repo Man follows Finley on his field assignments as he uses every trick in the book to complete his missions. This book is an anthology of short stories of contemporary, urban fantasy genre which offer surprising twists and turns. This work is suitable for a general readership.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAntony W.F. Chow
    Release dateApr 12, 2019
    ISBN9780463446539
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    Antony W.F. Chow

    Calling himself a "literary chameleon," Antony W.F. Chow is an experimental writer who enjoys the intellectual challenge of writing in a wide variety of genres. His latest book is a platonic, Christian romance novel titled "My Date With Eric (A Sweet Romance Novel)." He is a longtime resident in the hometown of the New York Mets MLB team. He is best known for his online article on spotting counterfeit Japanese anime figures. He is also known as the author of Broken Hearted: A 9/11 Story, available for PC, Mac, and Linux. An unauthorized webcomic version is available on Google Play.

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      Tales of the Arcanum Repo Man - Antony W.F. Chow

      Tales of the

      Arcanum

      Repo Man

      Antony W.F. Chow

      Copyright © 2019 by Antony W.F. Chow, all rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without prior written permission of the author. Certain names were created using Fantasynamegenerators.com. Book cover, The Lost Evidence, copyright © 2019 by Mat Yan (https://thebookcoverdesigner.com/designers/matyan90/). Book formatted by Jesse Gordon at adarnedgoodbook.com.

      This is a work of fiction. All of the characters and events portrayed in this work are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.

      Table of Contents

      File #1: Excalibur

      File #2: Wand of Theanost

      File #3: Book of Necronomicon

      File #4: Solaris

      File #5: Excalibur II

      About the Author

      File #1:

      Excalibur

      A tall, dark, ruggedly handsome man parked his white and black MINI John Cooper Works vehicle in the underground garage and stepped out. His hands instinctively reached for a pack of cigarettes in his coat pocket, but then he remembered no smoking allowed on the premises due to a government ban. He cursed softly to himself and walked over to the elevator.

      A few minutes later, the elevator chimed and the door opened with a whoosh! Standing in the cabin was a gorgeous woman in her mid-twenties with long, curly blonde hair. She was as tall as a model and wore a tight-fitting red blouse and a mini-skirt which hiked up to mid-thigh and showed off those long, slim legs made taller by her matching red stilettos. The woman gazed at him with her alluring blue eyes and smiled faintly as her heels clanked on the pavement. Clog-clog-clog!

      The man nodded as she passed by, and then he entered the vacant cabin, which now smelled of strong perfume. He pressed the button for the sixth floor and jabbed the door close button several times before the elevator door started to move.

      As the door closed, a red sports car came into his view. He saw the same attractive lady smile at him from the driver's seat before she drove off. He shook his head at her flirtation and jammed the door close button once more.

      Thankfully, no one else waited for the ascending elevator, and soon the cabin reached his designated floor. He tapped his left foot impatiently while waiting for the cabin door to open with a chime. The man rushed into the lobby since he was late for a meeting with his boss.

      A young looking receptionist with short, curly raven hair and a petite build sat behind the front desk. She noticed the newcomer immediately and pressed a button to buzz him in. Good afternoon, Mister Agard. Director Wilkinson is waiting in his office, she said with her girlish voice.

      Thanks, Dorothy! the man replied with a playful wink as he pushed open the door and entered the interior hallway. With rushed steps, he walked straight ahead until he reached the intersection and made a left turn. When he reached the end of the corridor, he stopped in front of the door and knocked loudly. Knock-knock!

      You're late! the person yelled from inside.

      The man opened the door and entered the office. As usual, several pieces of paper cluttered the director's desk. Also, the conference table stacked with piles of paper along with boxes and crates. The newcomer sat in the open seat before the director, a heavyset man in his late fifties who wore a brown bowtie over a cream-colored dress shirt with suspender belts pulling up his brown plaid pants. A matching suit jacket hung over the back of his chair. The visitor glanced at the sign on the desk; it read, Director Winston Wilkinson, Arcanum Repository.

      I apologize for coming in late, sir. I went to catch a movie and had to turn off my pager in the theater, the younger man explained. Besides, I thought my suspension runs for another two weeks? he added with a quizzical expression.

      The director opened the folder in front of him. It contained a dossier of Finley Viggio Agard, age 35, Retrieval Agent Rank S+. When Wilkinson took out the documents, the first was a black and white mug shot of the man sitting before him. Director Wilkinson adjusted his black-rimmed frames as he read the agent's last assignment. Ah yes, you're the agent who failed to retrieve the Anode Emitter. The device activated and attracted enormous lightning bolts from the sky which struck several parts of the country simultaneously along with a passenger plane with 175 people onboard. We had to send long-range magic to destroy the black site and stop those terrorists from The Bright Dawn from further using the magical artifact for evil purposes.

      Finley stared hard at his superior. There were 500 civilian casualties on site, he growled.

      Director Wilkinson waved his chubby hand dismissively. We couldn't move the villagers out without tipping off the Bright Dawn. Besides, those terrorists blended into Brightview Village, and we couldn't tell who were innocent bystanders. The Second Magister made the call under Article III of the Azurean Accord to nuke the village. The Council of Magisters reviewed the decision and gave its approval, he added. He raised his hand to forestall the agent's angry retort. Enough! I'm putting you back on duty as of this moment.

      The agent's face turned serious. Why me? You got other field agents like Catzia and M to perform S-rank missions, he asserted.

      They are on assignment and unavailable. You're the only S-rank asset we could deploy at this moment. Now, you can either accept the assignment or submit your resignation. In that case, the boys at the Rehab Bureau are itching to take you back to prison, the director replied. He pushed up his frames and looked intently into the agent's eyes. So, what will it be?

      I'm your magic repo man, Finley answered gruffly. He has too many enemies within the bureau. If he goes back, the correctional officers will use magic and mood suppressing drugs on him; he will lose his sanity! Again. What's my target? he asked.

      Excalibur, the director answered with a smile.

      Finley stared at him blankly. Excalibur is a myth!

      The fat man shook his head slowly. It's quite real, alright. Director Wilkinson handed a manila folder to his agent. Read it.

      Agent Agard quickly unwound the string on the back and opened the flap. He examined the photographs, which depicted a sword with a curved cross-guard, a black grip, and a golden pommel. Finley noticed intricate runes inscribed on the steel blade and the sword's pommel. The file included close-up pictures of these inscriptions; Finely used his magical sight to read them because he dabbled in rune creation in a past life. He learned that these magical runes enhanced the user's strength, speed, power, and most importantly, magical ability.

      The agent was astounded by these enhancements because most magical weapons provided only one or two low-tier physical improvements. Only the legendary-tier or mythical-tier weapons could accept runes which enhance magical might. Who has Excalibur? Finley asked while tamping down his growing excitement. He began to believe this mythical sword was real!

      Liu Qiu, the director

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