I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List? Chapter 154: A Test

Upon hearing the other party's response, the Raven's eyes glead with thoughtful light.

"May I ask, what are you and the Star Traveler Society doing?"

Just as Marcus Rhine was about to tactfully refuse this sowhat sensitive question, a weathered yet magnetic male voice answered it for him.

"We are engaged in sothing that could alter the Federation's landscape, little raven. You and your master, would you care to join us?"

At the far end of the third-floor corridor, a mysterious figure clad in a black robe had appeared, unnoticed until now.

The mysterious person wore a wide hood and a black robe embroidered with stars in golden thread. His figure was sowhat thin and frail, appearing delicate.

His face beneath the black hood was also shrouded in a swirling grey mist, concealing his features.

It was he who had answered the Raven's question.

Hearing this unfamiliar voice, the Raven instantly entered its possession state, and black wings unfurled behind Loren.

Loren calmly turned his head to look at this sudden, uninvited guest and directly activated his Seventh Ability.

A wisp of Fortune was bestowed upon the other party, ensuring Loren could inflict massive Misfortune upon him at any ti.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Loren. I am not here to cause trouble;

I am here to retrieve my companion."

After explaining his purpose, the mysterious figure lifted his foot and stepped down.

Instantly, he appeared beside Marcus Rhine, as if he had teleported.

"Chief," Marcus Rhine nodded to him.

After positioning himself next to Marcus Rhine, the mysterious Chief of the Star Traveler Society spoke directly:

"There's no ti. I've received word that the Federation's Legendary Superhumans, along with several other troubleso individuals, are already on their way. We must leave."

Having said that, the Chief of the Star Traveler Society nodded to Loren as well.

"My offer stands at any ti. The Star Traveler Society always welcos you, Mr. Loren."

Then, the Star Traveler Society Chief placed his black-gloved right hand on Marcus Rhine's shoulder.

"Farewell, Mr. Loren. I have a feeling we will et again."

"Farewell. My daughter is in your care," Marcus Rhine also nodded to Loren.

Loren watched this scene calmly. "I wish you good fortune."

As his words fell, a black mist rose from beneath the mysterious Chief's black robe, coiling around him and Marcus Rhine.

Their figures then vanished without a trace.

"Master, that Star Traveler Society Chief... he is likely at least at the Legendary Tier," the Raven's serious voice echoed in Loren's mind.

Loren did not respond to the Raven. Instead, he was replaying everything that had just happened in the corridor in his mind.

Interesting. So this is a Legendary...

The energy fluctuations emanating from that person were truly exaggerated, like an entirely different species...

Footsteps sounded from the staircase at the corridor's end.

Loren turned to look towards the stairs. The figure of Chief Retab Collin, panting heavily, descended.

Upon reaching the third-floor corridor, he first wiped the sweat from his brow, then asked Loren:

"Just now, I sensed an extrely dangerous presence appearing in the castle. Where is he?"

"He's already gone," Loren replied, his gaze towards this belatedly arriving Chief also carrying a hint of peculiarity.

After encountering the Star Traveler Society Chief, Loren had co to realize sothing.

The energy fluctuations emanating from this bald, portly man were also sowhat... off.

The Radiant Flow Star Domain... is truly interesting...

Hearing this, Retab Collin breathed a sigh of relief, patting his chest. "That's good, that's good. Scared to death..."

Loren shot him a disdainful glance, then turned and walked into the adjacent room, Lounge 104.

Such exaggerated acting...

With a *bang*, he shut the door to Lounge 104, leaving Retab Collin standing awkwardly alone in the corridor.

Feeling snubbed, Retab Collin shook his head. "What did that disdainful look an??? Rude fellow!!! I did co after all!!!"

After grumbling to himself, he turned, gripped the stair rail, and began the arduous climb back to the top floor, one heavy step at a ti.

Inside Lounge 104.

After entering, Loren walked directly to the sofa and sat down.

Beside him, Ayla Morningstar's mood was low. She sat curled up on the sofa, her eyes brimming with tears. Burying her head, she asked:

"Big Brother, is the adult world always this complicated?"

Hearing this, Loren reached out and patted her little head, offering comfort.

"Little one, when you grow up, you'll discover sothing."

"Although it may seem like people have many choices, most, for various reasons, can only make limited ones."

"What about you, Big Brother? Are you like that too?"

"? I'm a bit different. I've always been rather 'fortunate'..." Loren answered softly, a light in his eyes that was difficult to describe.

After hearing Loren's utterly inhuman response, an eerie silence fell over the lounge.

The only sound that occasionally broke it was Ayla Morningstar's quiet sobs.

Clearly, the joys and sorrows of different people are not easily shared.

After a long while, Ayla, who had been sobbing with her head buried, whispered sothing:

"If only Big Brother were my daddy..."

Loren: "..."

He silently withdrew his large hand from the little girl's head, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

Should have asked for more paynt. Babysitting costs extra...

Just as Loren was feeling a headache over this commission being a bit of a loss, a trendous roar echoed from the sky outside the window!

*BOOM!*

The glass on the lounge's balcony rattled noisily from the shockwave.

Loren stood up, took the hand of the crying little girl, and walked out onto the balcony. He looked up, gazing into the distant sky above the Main City.

There, several powerful Superhumans were engaged in combat.

Dazzling flashes of light flickered across the sky. Powerful energy waves continuously emanated from above, accompanied now and then by the sound of an energy explosion.

The thin Energy Shield enveloping the exterior of this war castle trembled intermittently due to the battle raging in the sky, appearing incredibly fragile.

Holding the little girl's hand, Loren watched the figures clashing high above, a look of keen interest appearing in his eyes.

A battle between Legendaries? I wonder if a Legendary Tier Superhuman can withstand my Misfortune?

Thinking this, Loren focused on one particularly small, distant figure in the sky and silently activated his Seventh Ability.

"A gift for you," Loren's lips moved, his voice barely audible.

Loren bestowed a wisp of "Fortune" upon that distant, tiny figure.

Seems effective...

After confirming his ability had successfully taken hold,

Loren used that wisp of Fortune as an Anchor Point and directed a massive amount of Misfortune towards that small figure in the sky.

Monts later, the figure subjected to the massive Misfortune shuddered.

His energy began to deplete rapidly, and his aura grew noticeably weaker.

The other figures in the sky above keenly detected this change.

The several who had been locked in a chaotic lee stopped with remarkable synchrony.

Then, that figure found himself incredibly "unfortunate" as the other several Legendaries jointly turned their focus to attack him.