C327: Cube (Bonus)“Thank you very much for the help,” Sera said, her voice carrying a calm gratitude as she faced the three people standing before her, her posture polite yet carefully measured, as if every word she spoke had been weighed twice before leaving her lips.“No. It is us who should be thanking you,” Lees replied immediately while raising a hand in refusal, his expression earnest rather than performative. “If not for you and Ryan, we would have been in serious trouble. It is only because of your intervention that we managed to win, so we want to properly express our gratitude here.”He spoke with sincerity, though there was a faint confusion in his eyes as he noticed something odd. Sera had chosen to speak only with them, deliberately excluding Ryan from the immediate conversation, which was unusual given how closely they had been operating together. Still, no one questioned it too deeply. The Holy Kingdom carried too much influence, and interf

C329 Sera’s Light “Hehe.” Sera let out a soft laugh, almost too light for the tension that had just been hanging in the air. “Then we will take our leave here.” “Understood,” Lees replied, giving a small respectful nod as the conversation began to close. Sera paused just before turning away, her expression shifting slightly as if something had been poking at her thoughts for a while. “Mr. Lees,” she called again. Lees stopped and looked back. “I am not sure if you noticed this yourself,” Sera continued, tilting her head slightly as she observed him more carefully, “but has anything good been happening to you recently? Your complexion looks noticeably better than before.” Lees blinked, caught off guard by the sudden observation. “Is that so?” he asked, lifting a hand toward his

Chapter 332: Breaking and Bypassing Sullivan pushed the heavy door open with a slow creak that echoed through the corridor like the building itself was complaining about being disturbed. CREEEAAAK. Inside, the Frexia Academy research wing was alive with controlled chaos. Dioki-infused lamps floated midair, suspended by thin stabilizing runic threads that pulsed faintly like breathing veins of light. The air smelled faintly metallic, mixed with herbal residue from experimental compounds that hadn’t fully stabilized yet. Researchers moved between tables covered in sealed vials, fractured cube fragments, and rotating Dioki instruments that constantly recalibrated themselves with soft ticking sounds. Tick. Tick. Tick. Sullivan scanned the room once, taking it all in without

C333: Mission Pressure “Guh…” Ryan exhaled a long, exhausted breath that felt more like defeat than fatigue. His forehead pressed against the table, fingers dragging slightly over the wood as if trying to scratch his thoughts out of existence. The room was quiet except for that single sound of mental overload. Sera sat across from him, watching carefully. He had been like this for hours. Not injured. Not fighting. Just thinking too hard, like his brain had decided to start a private war without informing the rest of his body. Sera leaned forward slightly. “Are you alright? You should eat first. Thinking like that won’t help anything. You still have seven days.” Ryan didn’t respond. He just groaned again, pressing h