CHAPTER 279: CHARACTER REPORTS

Before heading to the marketplace, Adyr stayed with Veyla and the others, first guiding them to the mining site, where the potential surface of a crystal mine was visible. He showed them the massive hole created by the Collossith, using it as the track to follow for the excavation.

He then requested Vesha to make special arrangements for Veyla and Isolde, ensuring they had accommodations within the kingdom and that all their needs would be met during their stay.

Adyr would soon be entering the Legacy Domain, and even he did not know exactly how long he would remain within the Rank 5 Adept’s dimension. Therefore, during his absence, Veyla and Isolde would have to stay in the kingdom, with no way to return to Earth until he came back.

"Mr. Adyr, I promise we will provide a thorough and satisfactory report upon your return," Veyla said, her smile sincere and her eyes radiating a deep determination. Isolde, standing beside her, shared the same resolve.

Though it would be impossible to bring the equipment from Earth in his absence, they were determined to ensure that everything else was perfectly prepared, leaving only the arrival of the excavation tools for the final step.

"I trust you," Adyr said, smiling warmly, letting them feel the full measure of his confidence.

He then spread his great wings and, leaving the two women behind with expectant gazes, launched into the already darkened sky, disappearing into the night.

"Ms. Arden, do you think this is something that will make our names remembered in history, in the textbooks?" Isolde’s voice trembled, a mix of excitement and anxious anticipation threading through every word.

Veyla stayed silent for a moment, eyes fixed on the dark horizon where Adyr had disappeared, the faint shadow of his wings still lingering in her mind. Finally, she spoke, her tone calm but edged with quiet determination. "It will." She paused, letting the weight of her words settle. "The only question is whether they will write us as failures... or as successes."

Her voice carried resolve, steady and unwavering, leaving no doubt that whatever lay ahead, she was ready to give everything.

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Under a night sky where the stars shimmered ever so faintly, the monochrome sun cast a pale glow over the land, suffusing every speck of earth with an almost ethereal atmosphere.

The night was silent, not even a whisper of wind stirring the air, yet through this stillness, someone with immense wings cut across the darkness with a booming sound.

Adyr’s massive wings beat steadily as he occasionally used Burst Hop to increase his speed. His expression remained unreadable, as if nothing in the world could affect him, though countless thoughts streamed quietly through his mind.

Seems like there will be more low-rank Practitioners joining the Legacy Domain than I expected.

The concise report Vesha had delivered earlier floated through his mental palace, each detail meticulously cataloged in folders within separate chambers, accessible whenever he chose to consult them.

Vesha’s true task had been to gather information from common folk—through rumor and casual conversation using her gossip network—about every potential Rank 1 and Rank 2 Practitioner likely to enter the Legacy Domain.

The nature of her mission was clear: she was expected to provide Adyr with a collection of seemingly trivial information, allowing him to sift through it and make educated guesses. He would use these details to construct precise character analyses, drawing from both the minute and significant observations.

But the report he received, along with every piece of information and every detail, exceeded even Adyr’s expectations.

Vesha had not only collected rumors from all kingdoms and races, but she had also ranked them—important and trivial, accuracy percentages, even potential power levels—creating a flawless report.

The depth of it reminded Adyr of the obsessive devotion fangirls and fanboys displayed toward their idols in his previous world: posters covering every wall, notes cataloging every known detail of their idol’s private and public life. Their minds were so obsessive and twisted that their fixation went as far as detailing their toilet routines and speculating on the dark fantasies they were likely to harbor.

With investigative talent like that, she could have easily been a Rank 2 Practitioner. Too bad she never awakened. Such wasted potential, he thought, his mind observing dispassionately, without any spark of emotion.

Yet beneath his calm, a slight dissatisfaction lingered. If Vesha had been a Practitioner, her talents—already extraordinary for a mere mortal—could have served him even more effectively. He allowed himself a quiet, almost regretful thought: too bad.

Returning to the report etched in his mind, Adyr gave it a quick check.

The name at the top of the list was immediately familiar—one he had heard multiple times and even seen with his own eyes.

Thalira Luna, the most talented young practitioner among the Lunari race.

The report began with her physical characteristics: silver hair flowing with a subtle shimmer, eyes glowing like the moon, and a permanent expression that seemed both detached and commanding.

She consistently wore a single-piece pale outfit, her gaze often giving the impression she looked down on everyone around her, yet her face remained almost emotionless. To the common folk, she would appear as a goddess. Most of the time, a short, slender, shining sword hung at her side, an accessory that reinforced the perception of her authority and skill.

Another detail immediately drew Adyr’s attention: she was almost always seen in crowded areas, taking what appeared to be deliberate walks, yet she was never alone. At least four mysterious figures always followed her closely, almost certainly personal guards.

This perfectly matched Adyr’s own observations: he had seen her twice in the market area, surrounded in the same manner. The last time, he had even sensed a presence on him while he was observing her—likely a Rank 4 Practitioner, acting as either her guardian or a seer—which had left him with a subtle but undeniable feeling of discomfort.

What caught his attention even more, according to the report, was that she did not limit herself to areas frequented solely by practitioners. Rather, it appeared to have become a consistent habit: she regularly made appearances in crowded public spaces, among mortals and practitioners alike, deliberately ensuring her presence was noticed by the wider society.

Is she a typical attention seeker, or is there another hidden reason? Adyr considered silently as he continued flapping his massive wings in the dark night.

For people of power, especially those with strong egos shaped by family background or personal authority, displaying themselves publicly was not unusual. Successful individuals often flaunted their achievements and status. Yet Thalira’s unwavering consistency suggested a deliberate pattern, a behavior that could not be explained by vanity alone.

The report also contained insights about the Lunari race in general.

The Lunari had embraced the Ignis Path, devout followers of God Ignivar, the creator of all motion, whose represented stat was [Will].

According to the report, their culture was defined by relentless hard work and an obsessive drive for success. The kingdom even held a biennial tournament for newly awakened Rank 1 practitioners, in which winners received no reward while losers faced severe punishment.

Considering this, the idea that Thalira Luna would waste time simply parading in public for attention seemed absurd. A person of her traits and character would logically dedicate herself to continuous training rather than idle exhibition.

Then a thought struck him:

Could it be that she possesses a Spark compelling her to appear in public regularly?

There were countless Sparks, known and unknown to Adyr, each possessing abilities entirely unique. Yet the one thing they all shared was the necessity to be nourished in some way to survive.

If Adyr’s suspicion was correct, Thalira must have a very special Spark—one likely sustained by attention itself, perhaps feeding on the awareness and observation of others.

For a moment, Adyr’s single brow rose in genuine interest.

Any Spark that required her to spend so much time in public would have to be incredibly significant and unique. As he sifted through his memory, cross-referencing the Sparks he knew and had learned of, nothing matched this type of attention-dependent feeding habit.

Adyr was now nearly certain that Thalira Luna possessed an exceptionally rare Spark, one that demanded caution. Though his own strength already exceeded Rank 2 and hovered around the threshold of Rank 3, he was not the type to let power dull his instincts or weaken his vigilance.

He carefully filed all his observations on Thalira and the potential threat posed by her Spark in a dedicated corner of his mind before moving on to the second name on the list.

The name at the top of the list was expected—one he already knew well.

Kharom Umbra, the greatest genius among the new generation of Umbraen Practitioners, whose grandfather was a titled Practitioner and regarded as one of the most formidable Rank 4 Practitioners in the Outer Region.

"As expected, he has a rather boring life," Adyr muttered with a faint chuckle as he continued assessing the character of the one who could potentially be his greatest threat.