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Chapter 88 - 86: The Poor and the Rich · Oct 26, 2026

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101 Chapter 101 - 98: The Inner Layer’s Answer 2026-10-26
102 Chapter 102 - 99: Ka, Ba, Shute 2026-10-26
103 Chapter 103 - 100: Shadow Reversal 2026-10-26
104 Chapter 104 - 101: This Time for Sure 2026-10-26
105 Chapter 105 - 102: Slingshot Technique 2026-10-26
106 Chapter 106 103: Sect 2026-10-26
107 Chapter 107 104: Spiritual Vision and Divination 2026-10-26
108 Chapter 108 - 105: Casting a Wide Net 2026-10-26
109 Chapter 109 - 106: Stone Armor 2026-10-26
110 Chapter 110 - 107: Next Time 2026-10-26
111 Chapter 111 - 108: New Marvels 2026-10-26
112 Chapter 112 - 109: Sun Emblem 2026-10-26
113 Chapter 113 - 110: Three Traits 2026-10-26
114 Chapter 114 - 111: Family Chain 2026-10-26
115 Chapter 115 - 112: Shield and Bait 2026-10-26
116 Chapter 116 - 113: Inspiration Test 2026-10-26
117 Chapter 117 - 114: Stars and Ants 2026-10-26
118 Chapter 118 - 115: Wax Words 2026-10-26
119 Chapter 119 - 116: Peanuts and Candy 2026-10-26
120 Chapter 120 - 117: Character Profile 2026-10-26
121 Chapter 121 - 118: Marvel Selection 2026-10-26
122 Chapter 122 - 119: Do I Have to Learn Fighting Too? 2026-10-26
123 Chapter 123 - 120: A Small Surprise and a Big Surprise 2026-10-26
124 Chapter 124 - 121: Military Merit Medal and Silver Ring 2026-10-26
125 Chapter 125 - 122: Lighting Up [Perception] 2026-10-26
126 Chapter 126 - 123: Madagascar Vanilla Bean Caramel Pudding 2026-10-26
127 Chapter 127 - 124: Bonus 2026-10-26
128 Chapter 128 - 125: The Divination Master is a Detective 2026-10-26
129 Chapter 129 - 125: The Divination Master is a Detective 2026-10-26
130 Chapter 130 - 125: The Divination Master is a Detective 2026-10-26
131 Chapter 131 - 126: The Vanished She? 2026-10-26
132 Chapter 132 - 127: Healing 2026-10-26
133 Chapter 133 - 128: Stone Fist 2026-10-26
134 Chapter 134 - 129: Shadow Armor 2026-10-26
135 Chapter 135 - 130: Upgraded Treatment 2026-10-26
136 Chapter 136 - 131: Marvel Recovery 2026-10-26
137 Chapter 137 - 132: Edge of Inspiration 2026-10-26
138 Chapter 138 - 132: Blade of Inspiration 2026-10-26
139 Chapter 139 - 133: Technique: Moon Nail 2026-10-26
140 Chapter 140 - 134: Black Hound 2026-10-26
141 Chapter 141 - 135: Traditional Permutations and Combinations 2026-10-26
142 Chapter 142 - 136: Female Graduate Student 2026-10-26
143 Chapter 143 - 137: Buying a Gun 2026-10-26
144 Chapter 144 - 137: Buying a Gun 2026-10-26
145 Chapter 145 - 138: Fear the Intelligent 2026-10-26
146 Chapter 146 - 139: Piercing Needle 2026-10-26
147 Chapter 147 - 139: Piercing Needle 2026-10-26
148 Chapter 148 - 139: Piercing Needle 2026-10-26
149 Chapter 149 - 140: Hunter Reserve 2026-10-26
150 Chapter 150 - 141: The Scholar’s Status 2026-10-26

Montague calmly shut the cabinet door, walked briskly to the front desk on the first floor, and used the phone to dial his grandfather’s private number.

After hearing the description, the Old Count asked just one question.

”Did you touch it?”

”No, grandfather.”

”Good.”

The Old Count told him to leave the library immediately, make no stops on the way home, and cut off all outside contact once he arrived.

The Old Count went to the Royal Academy himself, bringing men with him.

After he met with the department head, the entire departmental library was closed for the night. The official reason given was a ”utility malfunction.”

The Old Count stood before Montague’s locker for about five minutes, then decided his grandson was to refrain from any public activities for the next three months.

Montague wasn’t present; the order was relayed to him after the fact.

”Why?”

”They’ve cast a line, and our family has no need to take the bait. Three months is long enough for their attention to drift elsewhere.”

The Old Count had invited a friend of his, a Secretive One of the Sun Tradition who had reached the Grand Mastery Level.

His method was more ”direct.” Without reciting a single Curse, he simply covered the terracotta coin with his right palm facing down and pressed gently, lowering his hand three inches.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

After the violent booming sounds, he lifted his hand to reveal that not even a speck of ash from the terracotta coin remained.

Throughout the entire process, the Old Count stood by the library window, gazing out at the central lawn.

”Very cunning,” he remarked to the friend beside him.

”Oh?”

”They didn’t go to his bedroom, nor to the family estate. They went for his locker.”

”For our generation, protecting our children has always been focused on the ’home’.”

He turned. ”From now on, we’ll have to rethink our approach.”

.........

Catherine Blackwood found the terracotta coin at a small branch library in the Imperial Capital.

The main campus of Cheltenham Ladies’ College is in Gloucestershire, but it maintains a small branch in the Imperial Capital exclusively for alumnae and upperclassmen to use for research purposes.

Catherine had been granted special permission by the college to use a small reading room at the branch library, furnished with a narrow desk, a lamp, and a wall-mounted bookshelf.

That evening, when she pushed open the door to her reading room, a grayish-white moth was sitting on the desk.

The moth slowly disintegrated under her gaze, its scales dissolving into ashen wisps of smoke that slipped out through the cracks in the window frame.

Where the moth had been, two objects now lay.

The face of the terracotta coin was stamped with a bow and a crescent moon—the emblem of Artemis.

Catherine’s right hand was still on the doorknob, her left still clutching her leather handbag.

She held that pose, staring at the coin for about twenty seconds, then gently pulled the door shut and locked it.

She rounded the desk and approached the coin, but didn’t reach out to touch it.

Catherine had no direct relatives at the Grand Mastery level whom she could ask for help.

Her father had died five years ago in an ”accident.” He was only a Practitioner and hadn’t left much of an inheritance.

If someone were to scan her by some means, the most obvious signal they would detect would be the vestige of the Moon-Hunting Tradition in her bloodline.

She had heard from her uncle that Etheric traits could be passed down to descendants through the bloodline.

Although her family had declined in recent generations, her ancestors had included several Hunters who reached the Grand Mastery Level.

Even though she herself had never undergone any training as a Hunter, her blood still carried a faint trace of it.

They had detected this trace and thus assigned her Artemis.

The Hunting Goddess, a match for the Moon-Hunting Tradition.

Logically, it made sense.

But Catherine realized the problem almost immediately.

’I’ve never walked the path of a Hunter.’

Catherine was at Cheltenham studying Classics on a scholarship for Latin and Rhetoric.

She had excelled at the Cicero Cup in speech and debate, not in swinging a blade to slay monsters.

’If they truly understood me, Nemesis would have been a more fitting choice than Artemis.’

The personification of vengeance. A fire for reckoning burned in her bones.

Catherine turned the terracotta coin over in her hand, her chin lifting slightly.

’Their understanding is shallow.’

’So shallow that they rely solely on Ether Layer detection to label people, without having done even the most basic intelligence gathering.’

Catherine placed the terracotta coin back into its small, hard case and closed the lid.

She didn’t call her uncle.

Her uncle was a Hunter of the Minor Mastery Level; his abilities were limited.

His advice would most likely be, ”Don’t touch it. I’ll hand it over to my superiors to deal with.”

But Catherine had no desire to cede the choice to people she didn’t know.

And besides the four from the Cicero Cup, there were over a dozen of these scattered keepsakes in total.

However, most recipients didn’t even meet the minimum activation standard; the Spirit Realm Messenger would take one look from afar and then simply depart.

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