Chapter 111: Chapter 111

"Master, you were just assassinated. Lady Daisy saved you and captured the assassin."

Seeing Loren snap out of his dazed, contemplative state, Raven immediately began explaining what had just happened.

"Oh?" Loren checked his own condition and felt somewhat puzzled.

Not only was he unhurt, but he was also carrying an immense amount of Fortune?

Raven, are you being too nervous?

No, it must be feeling secretly guilty for failing its guard duty, which is why it mobilized so much Fortune.

Did the opponent seize the moment I was lost in thought?

To actually choose a time when a Spatial Type ability user was present to carry out an assassination... was this the effect of the "Fortune" that has been constantly attached to me?

It seems like a rather troublesome assassin, to the point that "Fortune" quietly intervened...

A pity it was ultimately thwarted by Lady Daisy.

Come to think of it, I'm actually quite curious to experience what resurrection feels like...

Loren gradually pieced together the truth of the entire incident in his mind.

Afterwards, Loren retracted the Black Wings enveloping him, gave a slight shake to the broad wings on his back, and turned his head to survey the scene.

An ordinary, unremarkable street, onlookers standing at a distance, Lady Daisy curiously gazing at the wings on his back, a transparent spatial cube on the ground, and the shadow struggling inside it.

What a particularly special morning. I kind of fun development... Loren murmured to himself internally.

Loren snapped his fingers and silently recited "Misfortune" in his heart.

A faint strand of Misfortune quietly attached itself to the shadow within the spatial cube.

Loren didn't dare to use too much "Misfortune."

Applying excessive "Misfortune" when the opponent has lost the ability to resist might cause them to die in some bizarre manner.

Loren still wanted to interrogate them.

One second later, a muffled scream emanated from the shadow.

Luca Brown's injuries had bizarrely and suddenly worsened, and the energy within his body went berserk due to the injuries.

The intense pain in his right hand, coupled with the energy going berserk, left him with no energy to maintain his shadow form.

The shadow within the spatial cube vanished, and he helplessly revealed his true form.

A pale-faced man, curled up within the small spatial cube.

The entire front half of his right hand was gone, and the wound at his elbow was bleeding profusely.

Crushed within the spatial cube, he struggled to move his eyeballs, gazing indifferently in the direction of Loren and Daisy.

Seeing that the opponent could no longer maintain his shadow state, Loren lowered his head and asked with a smile, "Mr. Assassin, may I know why you tried to assassinate me?"

Faced with Loren's inquiry, the curled-up Luca Brown chose to remain silent, his eyes calmly fixed on Loren not far away.

He knew he had failed. All he wanted now was to remain silent.

Only this way would he not expose the Marquis family behind him.

Seeing Luca Brown's unwillingness to cooperate, Loren shrugged inexplicably, then turned to look at Daisy Wendy beside him.

"Lady Daisy, thank you for your assistance. By the way, may I ask if you can prevent him from committing suicide?"

"You're welcome. Of course I can. Also, Loren, you should call me 'Daisy'."

She first corrected Loren's form of address, then stared curiously and quite excitedly at the Black Wings on Loren's back, saying, "Can I touch your wings?"

"Unfortunately, Daisy, no, you cannot. I don't have the habit of letting Spatial Type ability users leave spatial markers on me," Loren refused with a calm expression.

Loren still had some understanding of the peculiarities of the Spatial Type.

Hearing this, Daisy Wendy's mouth turned down in disappointment.

What a shame. I wanted to leave a marker to find an opportunity to 'night raid' you...

Then, Daisy, having had her little scheme discovered by Loren, imitated Loren by snapping the fingers of her right hand and activating spatial confinement.

Everything within that spatial cube on the ground seemed to freeze.

Luca Brown inside the spatial cube couldn't even blink his eyes now.

"Done. He shouldn't be able to choose suicide now," Daisy said, looking expectantly at Loren, waiting for his praise.

"A truly convenient ability, Daisy," Loren praised lightly and casually.

Subsequently, Loren, who was not skilled at interrogation, took out his portable computer and contacted Abel Norton.

"Agent Norton, I've captured a high-level assassin. Alive. You might be interested, after all, there aren't many factions capable of training high-level assassins."

Professional matters are better left to professionals.

He was only good at killing. Faced with a situation where the other party was unwilling to reveal anything, even if Loren used that Federation Coin, it would be difficult to guess their origins.

Unless Loren was willing to ask question after question, but clearly that was a massive undertaking, and Loren didn't want to waste that much time.

And Loren was quite busy today; he still had a mission to complete.

Soon, Abel Norton's reply came.

"Extremely interested. Wait for me!! 10 minutes, I'll bring people to the scene!!!"

Abel Norton's tone was exceedingly excited.

For him at this moment, this was an event he desperately needed.

If he could unearth a conspiracy, it would be an achievement and could also help minimize the fallout from his previous act of framing and destroying the three major noble families.

These past couple of days, his life at the Security Bureau had been rather difficult.

He was under suspicion from his superiors. "Have you lost your mind?" and "Are you still capable of working on the front lines?"

These two questions were like two sharp swords piercing his heart.

The risk of demotion was becoming increasingly precarious.

A mid-grade aircraft arrived above Loren at breakneck speed.

The hatch opened, and two teams of Security Bureau agents leaped out one after another.

After landing, the two teams of agents glanced at Loren and Daisy Wendy, then very professionally cordoned off the street.

Abel Norton also jumped down from the aircraft and walked towards Loren with a smile on his face.

Halfway there, Abel Norton threw a commonly available spatial bracelet from the market towards Loren.

"Perfect timing for you, Mr. Loren. My colleagues sold off those assets of the three major families this morning."

"Your luck is good. Those stocks inexplicably rose a lot, unexpectedly increasing the profits considerably. There are 830,000 Spirit Stones in the bracelet."

Loren calmly caught the spatial bracelet, revealing a dignified smile.

However, upon hearing that number, Loren's hand imperceptibly paused for a fraction of a second.

Damn it!! How much time did I waste in the Dusk Star Domain in the past?!