After Morata left, the members of the council began talking.“Elder,” they looked at Natalia, “you praise her often these days, but she didn’t even come and greet you.”“Maybe, her recent rise in the ranks got to her head?” another woman opined.“Hmph,” Natalia dismissed them softly. “Morata has already proven her worth by the results she brought. She took all the missions I gave her without even complaining a little. She’s the best prospect we’ve got right now, even better than Lily and Mickey. In time, she will surpass all the rankers and will rise to the top. She has the highest chance of succeeding our king.”Her words surprised not just the council members and the penal hall members but also Brook and his men.Denver and Sheryl didn’t seem that surprised.“She’s already ranked fourth, so she’s obviously got a chance to ascend to the throne,” Sheryl muttered. “There’s nothing special about this. But… we at least gained something by bringing Doula back. If we can build a positive r

The air on the mountain ridge trembled before either of them moved.Standing ten paces apart, Mickey and Morata kept staring at one another.There was no friendliness exchanged between their gazes.Her exterior was calm as winter air, but her inside burned like a sealed sun. Psychic aura flowed around her shoulders and her body like invisible silk.Mickey could feel the temperature rising around her body—not escaping, but contained, compressed, ready to be weaponized.Her control was near-surgical.Mickey was no slouch.The air around him was already humming.Stones vibrated at his feet, and every object around him was turning weightless.Morata was the only one who was able to resist the telekinesis and stand rooted to the ground.“Doula was the one who helped your mother bring you into this world,” Mickey said. “I’m sure you know that, too. Yet, how could you kill her?”“I don’t know who my mother is,” Mickey replied. “I don’t really care, either. I grew up on my own. I got to this

“On the scale of 1 to 10, how good is your boss?” a council member asked Sheryl while she was having Brook’s men serve drinks for them.“He’s not only my boss. He’s my friend,” Sheryl replied. “I rate him infinite.”The council members were surprised by her response, but it also made them understand how strong the bond between these two friends was.They thought she was just Denver’s sidekick, but when they saw her force him to eat snacks after he refused to eat, these women realized that these teenagers were tightly-knit.Still, they did not consume the drinks until they were first tested by the penal squad members for poison or any harmful additives.There were ways to use aura to detect the presence of poison, and the penal hall members were good at it.After they certified the drinks and food as good, the council members started eating. They did not care that they had come to the funeral. They were chatting and having fun while also eating and drinking.It wasn’t strange because D

“There’s no need to fight,” Natalia shouted. “You already won the fight, Prince. You don’t have to do anything extra. Just let her live.”“I already gave her a choice, and she chose to die,” Mickey replied.“Please overlook this matter for once,” Natalia quickly said. “I request you as the head of the mother council.”“Where were you when she came to my territory and attacked me and my subordinate?” Mickey asked. “You come here suddenly and want to take her away after she’s defeated? That’s not fair.”While Mickey was talking, Denver stepped forth.“I thought I told you…” Mickey raised his hand. “Vector Crush.”He twisted the gravitational pull in a tiny pocket of space until it snapped inward like a collapsing tent, flattening anything inside.It looked like Denver got eaten away by the space itself.Natalia and Drake’s eyes widened very much.“By mixing spiritual aura with telekinesis, he’s able to affect the space itself,” Drake said. “I’m starting to see how he managed to beat the

Lightning threaded through Morata’s body at a whisper-low voltage.It did not burn.She could feel the damaged nerves in her body being resynchronized, and the stunned cells were forced back into rhythm, which in turn jump-started the stalled circulation.She could tell that Denver was carefully mixing aura.Without aura, lightning would scorch and blood would clot uselessly. But with aura, lightning could be directed to the damaged zones and also prevented the shock by cushioning nerves.Morata could move her fingers again.Her nerves were reconnecting, and her senses were also recovering. Her torn muscles and ligaments were restored. The speed at which it happened was what truly surprised her.She looked at Denver with a complex gaze as she realized that he was giving her his blood in an unconventional way.This was the first time she received such big help from anybody, and the fact that it came from a person she hadn’t met before was what made her think deeply about it.She raised