I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List? Chapter 24: The Meaning of Life

"Where did you learn to say things like that?"

Loren rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

The changes in his psychic raven had exceeded his expectations and disrupted his plans.

"Dear master, in your mories, there are many more phrases like this."

Loren's eyes darkened.

Shared mories? What a nuisance.

"Forget those mories, they're not important. What you need to do now is stay quiet."

The raven tilted its head to look at Loren's profile.

"Dear master, I apologize. My intellect is exceptional, and what I rember is difficult to forget."

Loren waved his hand, cutting off further discussion on the topic.

"What I an is, you need to remain silent."

"I prefer silence." Loren emphasized his demand.

"As you command, my magnificent master!"

"Shut up!"

"Understood! Master!"

"...Shut up! Just nod, don't speak!!"

"But if I don't speak, how will master know my thoughts?"

"......"

After struggling with his own psychic ability for a while.

Loren finally surrendered to fate.

"Sigh..."

Loren let out a deep breath.

Reluctantly accepting this rather painful reality.

His psychic ability, after this evolution, had beco an excessively talkative nuisance.

Even soone who could manipulate luck like him occasionally felt weary when facing destiny's whims.

Fate was always unpredictable.

"Raven, it's ti we got to work."

Having accepted this harsh reality, Loren rose from behind his desk.

He headed toward the door.

"Let's go! Ti to pull off sothing big!!" The raven perched on his shoulder began cheering.

"Quiet. You're too noisy."

Freshly gifted with speech, it comfortably ruffled its feathers before responding to Loren's words:

"Master, actually I can produce sounds without opening my beak."

"Fundantally, I'm just a mass of energy, not an avian creature."

"......" Speechless, Loren clenched his fists, beginning to feel irritated.

He ignored the chatterbox energy entity on his shoulder and walked to the agency's main door.

Turning around, he gazed nostalgically at the place he'd called ho for four years.

Loren had a premonition that after this case, he would rarely return here.

This place was too peaceful, no longer able to keep pace with his pursuit of excitent.

From the coat rack by the entrance, he retrieved his hat and overcoat.

Gently closing the agency's main door.

The man and raven began walking out of the Gray Zone.

To Loren's surprise, during his farewell to the agency monts earlier.

The raven had unusually maintained its silence.

This was the first ti since gaining speech that it had consciously chosen to remain quiet.

After walking for a while with the raven still silent.

Loren asked curiously:

"So you can actually stay quiet?"

The raven gently pressed its head against Loren's right cheek, saying mournfully:

"Shh, please remain quiet! My dear master."

"I'm currently saying goodbye to that tal bird nest I barely lived in."

"Although I didn't particularly like it, it was indeed the first nest you bought ."

"As a bird, I should show it proper respect."

"......" The world's turned upside down.

Loren's face scrunched up in confusion.

That sowhat peculiar tal bird nest in the office was just a decorative item Loren had purchased, not actually bought as a nest for the raven.

Loren didn't believe the raven, with its shared mories, was unaware of this fact.

So what exactly was it mourning?!

"Fine, continue showing your respect then." Loren was grateful for the rare mont of quiet.

"Because of your interruption, master, I've already finished my farewell." The raven's tone sounded resigned.

"......" Clearly, your intelligence shouldn't be wasted on such matters.

Loren thought with so complexity.

So is it deliberately trying to provoke emotional reactions from ?

"Dear master, where are we going next?"

After staying quiet for a while, the raven eagerly resud exercising its right to speak.

"Following Ms. Thia, going with her to the Interstellar Hunter Association."

Loren maintained a calm tone.

Clearly, he was gradually beginning to accept the chattering presence on his shoulder.

"Entrapnt operation? Master, you're quite devious." The raven offered its assessnt.

Loren's fists involuntarily clenched again.

"You're too noisy."

It seed Loren still needed so ti to adjust to the changes in his psychic ability.

Amid the ongoing bickering between Loren and his raven, the pair erged from the Gray Zone.

Once out on the streets, he sensed the location of the pink revolver and quickly caught up.

Ms. Thia had set out so ti earlier.

But she was moving slowly, proceeding with caution.

She hadn't gotten far, and Loren soon spotted her figure.

As for Loren's entrapnt plan, it was quite simple.

The Fortune he had deliberately attached to Ms. Thia when she departed, now under his silent control.

Was Fortune designed to protect her safety at critical monts, not Fortune to help her avoid trouble.

If the people behind this, through a series of coincidences, took notice of Ms. Thia.

And attempted to move against her, they would then face Loren waiting in the shadows.

After all, the collapse of the Wild Dog Gang, and the events in that alleyway.

Both incidents indicated they had exposed certain aspects of their operations.

If they were sufficiently observant, then Ms. Thia would make the perfect gift.

Since her commission was the original source of both incidents.

Loren followed Ms. Thia from the shadows for a long ti.

But contrary to Loren's expectations, her progress wasn't hindered by anyone.

Her presence went unnoticed, like ants by the roadside.

"Dear master, it seems so people are even more arrogant than you."

"......"

You'd be better off without that mouth of yours.

Loren didn't respond, silently continuing to follow Ms. Thia.

No unexpected incidents occurred until Ms. Thia entered the city.

They entered the city one after the other.

At the Upper District entrance.

Ms. Thia was extorted for so Federation currency but entered the city safely.

Loren deliberately waited a while before approaching the city gate.

He walked calmly into the Upper District.

Although the lazy lawkeeper from this morning wasn't present, no one dared to approach Loren for extortion.

Once inside the Upper District, after personally witnessing Ms. Thia enter the Interstellar Hunter Association.

Loren couldn't help shaking his head in disappointnt.

It appeared his opponent this ti was also an arrogant character.

Well then, prepare to pay the price for your arrogance.

"Master, your disappointnt shows you always enjoy making your work more difficult."

"See, human minds always dwell on peculiar matters."

"From now on, leave such thinking to . You can store your brain with ."

Seeing Loren's disappointed head shake, the raven chose that mont to offer its comntary.

"Although you've gained intelligence, you're not human. You wouldn't understand."

"The pursuit of pleasure is what gives life aning."

After responding to the raven, Loren also stepped through the doors of the Interstellar Hunter Association.

Loren's own hunting operation had begun.

This was the excitent Loren sought.