Chapter 23
Author: AFAManga
last update2026-04-12 20:42:39

That night, Outer Bank X did not feel as loud as usual.

The streets were still active, filled with hunters returning from raids and merchants calling out their wares, but something beneath it all had changed. The air felt heavier, like the city itself was holding its breath. Axel noticed it immediately the moment he stepped out of his building.

He did not activate [Camouflage]. He did not raise any defensive skill. He simply walked forward, letting the city see him as he was.

Yet for the first
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