I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List?

”A pure-blooded elf!”

”Not a half-blood, mind you!” Miss Jasmine added deliberately.

She fluttered the transparent wings on her back and happily danced through the air.

This matter clearly made Miss Jasmine very joyful.

Trapped in this spiritual world for so long, she finally saw the existence she had always wanted to see—the Elven Race!

That pure-blooded elf who had nearly vanished over the ages, that race almost synonymous with ”perfection” across the Endless Star Realm, that legendary people who, after becoming powerful, tried to break free from the influence of the Gods.

.......

”Oh?” Loren grew interested.

According to Ms. Carnina’s last words before she died, only a tiny number of pure-blooded elves survived that cross-tier demon

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Among rumors in mixed-blood elf communities, the Nature Sect in the Land of the Gods and the Rangers’ Guild were suspected of having sheltered and protected some pure-blooded elves...

Loren instinctively associated this with the Elven Race’s ”Heritage Site” left in the Beastkin Star Domain before their extinction.

What could it mean for a pure-blooded elf to choose to reappear now?

Could it be for something inside that Heritage Site?

At that thought, Loren’s gaze turned somewhat dangerous.

That wouldn’t do...

That was the commission reward Ms. Carnina paid me before she died...

”Miss Jasmine, if you get a chance, could you introduce them to me?” Loren asked with a smile.

The sprite hovering in midair shivered for no apparent reason when she heard Loren’s words.

”Mr. Destiny, your gaze just turned so scary all of a sudden~”

”Really?” Loren chuckled lightly.

”That must be your illusion, Miss Jasmine.”

......

Hearing Loren’s unconvincing reply, the circling Jasmine descended again and landed on Loren’s shoulder, asking directly:

”Mr. Destiny, do pure-blooded elves have some conflict with you?”

Faced with this cute little sprite, Loren thought for a moment, then answered her question.

”Not sure if there’s a conflict. That depends on them.”

Perched on Loren’s shoulder, Jasmine wiggled her chubby little feet again, her small face taking on a thoughtful expression.

”I see...”

”Then if there’s a chance, I’ll let you talk in the spiritual world and you’ll find out.”

Jasmine’s tone remained as innocent as ever.

Hearing the answer from the sprite on his shoulder, a smile appeared at Loren’s mouth.

”Good suggestion, adorable Jasmine.”

”You really are a capable manager...”

At Loren’s compliment, the naive little sprite couldn’t help but dance in the air once more.

”Aww~ Mr. Destiny, you still speak so nicely~”

”It makes me shy~”

”Now we should decide what services you’ll offer at the tavern~”

Watching Jasmine flit about in midair again, Loren inexplicably shrugged.

Indeed, when raising pets, you should get something cute and easily bamboozled...

Raven is such a headache...

Ugh...

”Of course, Miss Jasmine.” Loren nodded with a smile.

Last time, when Loren was about to decide his business scope, he was unexpectedly interrupted and quickly dragged out of the spiritual world to go rob someone.

As Loren finished speaking, Jasmine waved her tiny hand.

A blank golden light screen instantly appeared in front of Loren’s spiritual phantom.

”Mr. Destiny, you can write on this with spiritual power the things you are best at, those will be the services you choose to sell.”

”As for race, just write pure-blooded human.”

”Uh... if you have any needs, you can write them here too.”

......

After Jasmine’s prompt, Loren stared at the golden screen and thought seriously.

Seeing Loren’s spiritual phantom enter deep thought,

the sprite, who had been fluttering nonstop, obediently hovered quietly in the air without moving her transparent wings, waiting for Loren to finish thinking.

Five minutes passed in the spiritual world.

Loren, standing in thought, raised a finger from his spiritual phantom.

After careful deliberation, he solemnly wrote his shareholder business card on the golden screen:

”Shareholder Title: Destiny.”

”Race: Pure-blooded human.”

”Needs: None.”

”Services Provided: Precise Prophecy (6,000,000 Spirit Stones per session), solving various troubles (anything below God Tier; price negotiable).”

When he finished writing, Loren stared at the golden screen and fell into thought again...

At that moment,

Jasmine, quietly hovering above his shoulder, had also flown up without landing.

She was curious how Loren would fill out the shareholder card after thinking for so long.

Then,

Jasmine looked at the sparse description on the golden screen with puzzlement.

Mr. Destiny, you thought for so long and you only wrote this little?!

I was expecting so much more...

Just when Jasmine felt her expectations were misfounded,

Loren’s spiritual phantom raised its finger again...

Hmm? Could it be?! Jasmine began to feel hopeful once more.

Under Jasmine’s expectant eyes, Loren started to edit the golden projection in front of him.

One second later,

Loren’s shareholder introduction changed slightly.

”Shareholder Title: Destiny.”

”Race: Pure-blooded human.”

”Needs: Spirit Stones (Mana Crystals, Ling Shi, etc.).”

”Services Provided: Precise Prophecy (6,000,000 Spirit Stones per session), solving various troubles (anything below God Tier; price negotiable).”

Seeing Loren’s revision, Jasmine hovered just above his shoulder and pressed her chubby hand to her forehead, muttering quietly:

”Mr. Destiny, it seems you are... somewhat of a perfectionist...”

Hearing Jasmine’s mildly tactful remark, Loren stared at the golden screen and nodded with considerable satisfaction.

”Right? I also think this shareholder card is quite perfect~”

Apparently, he didn’t catch the subtext in Miss Jasmine’s words.

Jasmine: ”......”

Mr. Destiny, actually, you might have a condition called ’decision paralysis’!!

When I set up your spiritual phantom image last time, I sensed it!

......

After setting up his shareholder card, Loren turned his head to look at Jasmine above his shoulder and asked aloud:

”Next then? Miss Jasmine.”

”Oh, why are you covering your face?”

When asked, polite Jasmine quietly lowered her chubby hand and deliberately ignored his second question.

She first landed on Loren’s shoulder, then excitedly threw up her hands and shouted:

”Next, I’m going to take Mr. Destiny to see my world!!”