I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List? Chapter 244: The Past

Loren, standing in the shadows of a street corner, silently extended his psychic senses.

Avoiding all surveillance cara positions on the street, he moved with a strange and swift gait, slipping into this street nad "Elf's Song"...

Ten minutes later.

A strange man with a heavy tal rock aesthetic erged from the shadows by the roadside. Under the cover of night, he scaled the villa's outer wall and silently entered the backyard of Villa No. 21.

Clearly, having grown up in the slums and spent years navigating the Gray Zone, Loren was deeply experienced in the art of infiltration...

In fact, if the Shadow Brotherhood hadn't been so weak, the identity he might have impersonated wouldn't have been the Nature Sect, but an assassin hailing from the Shadow Brotherhood.

After entering the villa's backyard, Loren quietly walked to a corner of the building, gave a light jump, and landed on the villa's third-floor balcony.

He swiftly slipped into an empty guest bedroom.

Infiltration successful!

The extre perception granted by his vast psychic power allowed Loren to accurately avoid nurous alarms and surveillance devices.

Like a silent ghost...

Loren quietly opened the guest room door, stepped out into the hallway which had no surveillance, and calmly walked towards the master bedroom...

Within his psychic perception, that master bedroom housed an elderly person with a faint, flickering life force.

The life energy emanating from the other party was extrely low, like a candle fla guttering in the wind...

That they were still alive was solely due to sheer willpower, a single breath holding on...

Loren walked to the master bedroom door and gently knocked.

"Please, co in." A frail voice ca from inside the master bedroom.

Loren lightly turned the doorknob, pushed the door open, and walked in...

Loren, visiting in the dead of night, finally t his client for this commission.

Just as that slacker Colin had said, the other party's life had indeed reached its end...

Inside the room.

A sowhat haggard-looking old woman was half-propped up against pillows behind her, opening her clouded eyes to scrutinize Loren, who had arrived so late.

After a long mont, she asked with a note of anticipation:

"Young stranger, who are you?"

Hearing this, Loren raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

After a flash of light, he revealed his true appearance and gave a slight tip of his hat.

"Las Loren, an Interstellar Hunter. I'm here to accept the commission you posted."

"Also, Chief Retab Collin asked to convey his sincere regards to you."

Upon hearing Loren's introduction, the frail old woman leaning against the pillows showed a relieved smile:

"Finally, you've co. I thought I might not live to see this mont..."

Loren first found a comfortable chair in the room and sat down.

After settling in, Loren gazed calmly at the dying figure on the sickbed and said softly:

"Madam, you can now explain your commission in detail."

Perhaps because she had seen Loren's arrival, the frail old woman on the sickbed seed noticeably more spirited.

As if experiencing a final rally, a faint flush of color, rarely seen, appeared on her pale, wrinkled face...

"You may call Camilla Qin Carnina, Mr. Loren. Would you be interested in hearing a rather long story?"

"Of course, please proceed, Ms. Carnina. I am soone skilled at listening to the hearts of my clients."

Lying on the sickbed, Carnina's sowhat clouded eyes shifted slightly upward. Her gaze beca vacant, as if sinking into a distant mory...

A frail voice, filled with regret, slowly began to speak within the room.

"Many years ago, there was a human girl with a trace of elf blood in her veins."

"Because she loved to sing, she defied her parents' objections and secretly left her peaceful, reclusive hotown."

"She traveled alone from the Beastkin Star Domain to the Silver Radiance Star Domain."

"That naive and innocent girl ca here because she had heard of the grand spectacle of the Silver Radiance Festival."

"She hoped to let more people hear her unparalleled singing voice."

"She believed her singing could bring happiness to people."

"Freshly arrived in the Silver Radiance Star Domain, she had the fanciful idea of participating in the Silver Radiance Festival."

"Unsurprisingly, she was rejected by the organizers with insulting words."

"So, unwilling to accept defeat, she resolved that she *must* one day perform at the Silver Radiance Festival, letting everyone in the Federation hear her voice."

"Next, attending that Silver Radiance Festival as a re spectator, after listening to everyone's performances, her expression was filled with confidence."

"She felt that none of those people's singing was as beautiful as hers..."

"After the Silver Radiance Festival ended, with little savings left, she was forced to find a job singing at a small bar."

"Planning to support herself first before considering anything else."

"Very quickly, her exquisite and moving singing voice attracted many patrons to the bar, which soon beca packed for every show."

"Her reputation began to spread in a small circle."

"After singing at the bar for a month, a third-rate agent from a small entertainnt company, out for drinks with friends after work, discovered her on the bar's stage..."

"That third-rate agent, only 24 years old, was instantly awestruck..."

"Then, that agent whose skills weren't even very polished, emboldened by alcohol and blushing, rushed onto the bar's stage, grabbed the microphone from the girl's hand, and loudly promised: he would definitely make the girl's voice resonate throughout the entire Federation."

"And so, the two of them t."

"The mixed-blood girl, lacking worldly experience, and that brainless, big-chested human agent signed a contract."

"Two clumsy girls just like that, inexplicably began their struggle in the Federation's entertainnt industry..."

"One focused solely on her singing career, while the other focused solely on managing the mixed-blood girl's fa."

"But years later, soone did a special analysis and concluded that her ability to manage fa was practically in the negatives, entirely propped up by the mixed-blood girl's singing talent..."

"Although that idiot wasn't much good as an agent, her physical prowess was at least decent..."

"Because the mixed-blood girl had a trace of elf blood, her appearance was quite exceptional."

"As the mixed-blood girl's fa grew, she gradually attracted many people with ill intentions."

"And that idiot, every single ti, used her physical strength to resolve those hidden troubles..."

"Many tis, the mixed-blood girl thought to herself, if that person hadn't beco an agent, but had instead chosen to beco an Interstellar Hunter, she might have truly shone brilliantly..."