When Loren saw this illusory golden scene, he was surprised for a moment.

He quickly realized that this was his new ability activating on its own, this was the guidance his new ability was giving him…

[Do not reveal any information, do not reveal your capability to eliminate a Legendary-tier being.]

Afterwards, Loren pretended as if nothing had happened, gave a slight nod to Vic below, and turned to leave with an ordinary demeanor.

The fall of a Legendary-tier devil was once again concealed by numerous factors.

Just like the outcome of that Legendary powerhouse Longlair last time, after falling, only an extremely small number of existences would know about it…

——–

Federal Calendar 7708, October 24th, the darkest hour before dawn.

A tall figure with black wings growing from its back calmly descended outside the Interstellar Hunter Association of the Radiant Flow Star Domain.

He retracted the black wings behind him, passed through the gate in the castle’s outer wall, and walked towards the inside of the castle.

“Master, your ninth ability seems a bit off…”

Once in a safe place, Raven’s voice sounded in Loren’s mind at the opportune moment.

“What’s off about it?” Loren asked.

“When the ninth ability activated on its own, we didn’t incur any energy or mental energy consumption.” Raven described what it had perceived.

Loren stopped walking. “Are you sure?”

“Sure, I constantly monitor the consumption of the ninth ability.” Raven’s certain voice sounded.

“When you, Master, were fighting that devil, the ninth ability did generate some mental energy and energy consumption.”

“However, when you foresaw the scene of tomorrow noon, I didn’t detect any consumption occurring.”

Loren continued walking, silently crossing the square outside the main castle structure, pondering in his mind the question of “where did the consumption go?”

“Interesting, when it activates on its own, it actually doesn’t consume energy or mental energy?”

Just then, another segment of an illusory golden scene appeared before Loren’s eyes.

Still tomorrow noon, still in that restaurant corner.

In the scene, after Loren reached out and took the bag containing 5 million Spirit Stones, a portion of Loren’s energy and mental energy was suddenly consumed.

Simultaneously, while gazing at this illusory scene, Loren’s heart suddenly felt an instinctive sensation.

[When the ninth ability activates on its own, the consumption for the illusory scene is provided by your future self.]

[It’s best to reserve in advance the consumption required to operate a large amount of Fortune.]

Loren chuckled lightly and shook his head.

“An ability derived from Fortune? It can even take out a loan, interesting…”

“Master, do you think the consumption at tomorrow noon will be high?” After Raven understood the operational logic of the ninth ability, it asked Loren in his mind.

“We’ll know when we try it tomorrow noon.” Loren replied calmly and continued walking towards the castle.

Entering the castle lobby.

At this moment, the lobby was crowded with a large number of Interstellar Hunters, whispering to each other, exceptionally lively.

Many were also logging into the Interstellar Hunter Forum while discussing with the people beside them.

Loren “accidentally” overheard;
most were discussing tonight’s Security Bureau purge of the Digital Currency Bank…

For most Interstellar Hunters, last night was a sleepless night, quite difficult to endure.

Countless underground black markets across the entire Federation were all purged by people from the Security Bureau and the Energy Department.

And on the Interstellar Hunter Forum, someone even provided half-true, half-false information: “Last night, at least three Federation councilors took action.”

Listening to these messages around him, Loren unconsciously shook his head in his heart.

At least, here in the Radiant Flow Main City, the Federation Security Bureau only deployed one Legendary powerhouse, while the Energy Department hidden behind didn’t even show their faces…

Loren passed through the somewhat crowded crowd, heading towards the staircase.

Many people subconsciously made way for him. It must be said, the oppressive feeling Loren carried, as if tinged with the scent of blood, was quite effective in this kind of environment.

As Loren’s footsteps advanced, more and more Interstellar Hunters recognized Loren.

The lively lobby gradually quieted down as Loren’s figure kept moving forward.

In the midst of the silence.

A bold Interstellar Hunter shouted loudly at Loren: “Mr. Loren, I heard you also went to the underground black market last night. Can you tell us what the situation was like over there?”

Loren’s footsteps stopped. He turned to look at the Interstellar Hunter who had spoken;
the other was looking at Loren with some expectation.

Truly the Radiant Flow Star Domain;
in the Jadeite Star Domain, no one would be this courageous… Loren thought silently.

“It’s over.” Loren looked at the somewhat rash Interstellar Hunter and said with a smile.

Courageous people deserve a reward, don’t they?

After saying this, Loren turned and left, disappearing around the corner of the staircase.

When Loren returned from the staircase to the corridor on the third floor, he saw the little one waiting for him in the corridor.

Ayla Morningstar was standing in the corridor, greeting Loren with a giggling smile.

“Big Brother, you’re back!”

“Mhm.” Loren responded softly.

He skillfully placed his large hand on the little one’s head, rubbing it subconsciously. The feel of a human child’s small head was indeed quite nice…

“Do you need healing? Big Brother.” The little one shook her head, resisting Loren’s “tyranny.”

“There might be injuries to the soul, can you heal those?”

Loren asked with a smile, his large hand moving synchronously with the shaking of the little one’s head, not letting her resistance succeed.

“Of course! Don’t underestimate me!” Ayla Morningstar said proudly, then her tone shifted.

“But, Big Brother, can you please stop rubbing my head? What if I don’t grow tall later because of it?”

Hearing this, Loren withdrew his large hand from the little one’s head, his expression momentarily stunned.

“So there’s such a saying?”

“There is! Big Brother, didn’t anyone touch your head when you were little?” Ayla Morningstar looked up and asked.

“That truly didn’t happen.” Loren shrugged.

“Let’s go, heal me first. I’ve been busy all night, feeling a bit sleepy.”

The symptom of drowsiness still persisted even after Loren advanced in tier.

It’s just that this symptom wasn’t that severe;
when Loren got excited, he couldn’t feel the sleepiness.

Like when Loren was fighting the devil, during the first half of the battle, he didn’t even yawn once.

And in the latter half of the battle, because it got a bit boring, he did yawn once…

Loren took the little one’s hand and entered Lounge 104.

The two figures, one big and one small, came to the sofa and sat down.

The little one skillfully grasped Loren’s large hand with both of her hands, closed her eyes, and activated her ability.

Under the flickering white light, the little one began examining Loren’s injuries.

That fresh scent of a forest after rain once again permeated this lounge.

After a while, the little one opened her eyes, looked up, and asked:

“Big Brother, who did you fight last night?”

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