For a mont, I caught a flicker of emotion in Beatrice’s eyes, while everyone around her widened theirs in shock and astonishnt.
It was unheard of, and I knew it.
A newly awakened breaking an examination orb?
If word of that spread, the world would descend into chaos.
However, contrary to my expectations, the numbers that appeared weren’t what I had anticipated.
It was the vice chairman who stepped forward and announced it.
After that, I couldn’t recall much of what happened until I returned ho.
I could only stare blankly, though the chairman still wanted to et the next day, and the hunter association had given a na.
The Unknown.
The reason was simple...
I was the only human born with an unknown rank.
Not imasurable like most protagonists, nor even SSS .
Just unknown.
According to the vice chairman, it was because I hadn’t entered a rift, but I knew otherwise.
A firewall and antivirus system that prevents corruption.
A transmigrator.
Soone carrying a grotesque thing inside his core.
And a being born with a special affinity.
I was anything but normal.
And after they confird my affinity, it cented their suspicions, and I was placed under their watch.
Truthfully, I didn’t dislike the turn of events.
No one would overestimate , and everyone would underestimate .
Besides, I had no idea what the demons would do if they discovered soone beyond SSS-rank existed.
...
A deep breath slipped from my lips as I stared at my reflection.
It had been two days since my registration, and since then, I hadn’t been able to move freely.
Quincy had left for the academy with Naomi, while I remained constantly monitored by the association.
Who could bla them?
I might have the greatest talent in the world or the worst.
No one knew my ceiling, so in the grand sche of things, I was their biggest variable, but I could also be their greatest trump card.
But the association’s eyes were the least of my concerns—at least they made their surveillance subtle.
Opening the door of my apartnt, I was greeted by a familiar face.
"Good—"
Before I could finish speaking, the beautiful blonde-haired woman cut off.
"Let’s spar... No, be my disciple."
I shut the door behind and bolted down the stairs.
Ever since my registration and my rank was revealed as unknown—alongside my strange elent—Beatrice had refused to let go.
Naomi had only given one piece of advice:
"Beatrice hardly shows emotions, but once she’s intrigued or wants sothing, she never stops chasing it and keeps biting."
By the ti I reached the ground floor, Beatrice leapt from the railing outside my apartnt down to the ground.
’Can I do that too?’
I shook my head and kept running.
Beatrice brushed the dirt off her jeans and dashed after .
Stalking. Following. Pursuing.
Beatrice had done them all.
And each ti...
Sothing yanked on my collar, bringing to a sudden halt.
"Allen Vanderbilt, why are you running from ?"
Because it’s fun to toy with you?
Because I like pretty won?
Hell no, it’s because you’re terrifying.
Who the hell stalks a kid just because they feel like it, acting as though they want to dissect them?
"Can you let go?"
Beatrice studied for a mont, then shook her head. "No. I want to know more about you."
"Are you trying to rizz now?"
Her gaze lingered before she nodded. "Do you want mommy to take care of you?"
She raised her other hand and stroked my head.
"There, there, mommy will buy you anything."
I sighed. "Why exactly are you so fascinated by ?"
Beatrice’s hand froze mid-stroke. "Because it’s strange."
I stayed silent and let her gather her thoughts.
"Everything is ant to follow rules, isn’t it? So how are you able to break them?"
Suddenly, my body stiffened.
’So she’s that type.’
It seed the Olthia Empire had ingrained in her the idea of rules and how they should never be broken.
And for soone like to exist...
Sothing beyond those rules—it must have shattered her perception of reality.
"Let go for a mont."
"You won’t run?"
"Yeah, I won’t."
Beatrice hesitantly released my collar, and I straightened.
"I don’t like how I’m forced to stare at your collarbone now."
I couldn’t help but smile at her comnt.
Smoothing back the side of my hair, I made a simple suggestion.
A proposal that works for both of us.
"Princess Beatrice, I can’t accept being your disciple just yet, but the least I can do is let you watch train."
"Watch you train?"
I nodded. "Why don’t we go to a rift together?"
Beatrice placed a hand under her chin, and the faintest smile crossed her lips.
"Today?"
I looked at the beautiful young woman.
The sa cold figure who nearly crushed with her aura a few days ago.
Now, she looked... human. Almost adorable.
Finally, I answered.
"Today."
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COUNTDOWN TO ENTRANCE EXAM: 3 DAYS
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