I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List?-Chapter 205: Origin

Loren silently put away his communicator. After standing up, he extended his large hand toward Ayla Morningstar.

"Let's go, little one. It seems the people your father arranged to pick you up have arrived." Loren's expression was calm, revealing no emotion.

"Okay..." Ayla Morningstar replied with her head bowed, walking to Loren's side and familiarly taking his large hand.

Raven also quietly vanished from Loren's shoulder, reappearing to stand on the little one's shoulder, comforting her with its unique voice:

"Adorable human child, we will meet again in the future. Don't be sad."

The little one raised her head and leaned her small head toward Raven, pressing tightly against it.

"Mr. Raven, thank you for your comfort. I'm not too sad..."

Of course, if Ayla Morningstar hadn't been crying profusely while saying this, her credibility would have been much higher.

Seeing this, Loren also bent down, squatting to meet Ayla Morningstar's eyes at her level.

Then, he used his free left hand to gently rub the little one's head, smiling as he offered a comforting word:

"Don't worry. When you grow up, you'll understand that farewells are very common. Life is always like this, and that's all there is to it."

"Stupid master, that's not comforting!" Raven's voice came from the side, tinged with helplessness.

Sure enough, after hearing Loren's attempt at comfort, Ayla Morningstar cried even harder, large teardrops sliding from her eyes one after another.

"Uh..." Loren was momentarily at a loss for words.

Clearly, this cold-hearted Interstellar Hunter still had much to learn about interpersonal relationships.

In the end, Loren had no choice but to reach out, pick up the little one, place her on his broad shoulder, and say softly:

"Little one, I think we will meet again in the future."

"Your healing ability is quite good. I might even come to you for treatment..."

Loren was finally starting to sound a bit like someone who could offer comfort.

Unfortunately, Ayla Morningstar cried even harder.

In the restaurant, the other Interstellar Hunters who had been quietly eating and watching the drama finally couldn't take it anymore. Someone couldn't hold back and spoke up to remind him:

"Mr. Loren, you should promise her that you'll go see her when you have the chance!"

Once someone took the lead, others in the restaurant grew bolder and chimed in one after another.

"Promise her! Promise you'll go see her later!!! Mr. Loren!!!"

"She just can't bear to leave you! She's very attached to you!!! Mr. Loren!!! Wake up already!!!"

"Yeah! Do you even know how to comfort a child?!"

"Bastard! How can you let such an adorable little one cry? Apologize already, you jerk!"

"Does a big shot from the slums really have no heart?!"

...

As the voices of agreement grew, even that Chef, whom Loren had threatened for half a month, couldn't help but stick his head out from behind the service window and shout:

"Bastard! Go comfort that little girl already!!!"

Upon hearing these strange and presumptuous voices, Loren's face darkened. He turned to look at the crowd in the restaurant.

Instantly, everyone in the restaurant returned to their original positions. Those eating continued eating, those chatting continued chatting...

Even that Chef quickly retracted his head, concentrating intently on reading a gourmet magazine behind the window...

The restaurant rapidly quieted down.

As if nothing had just happened. As if they weren't the ones who had just been denouncing Loren...

Seeing this, Loren finally turned his head to look at the little one on his shoulder, his expression somewhat conflicted as he prepared to say something.

Unexpectedly, the little one let out a soft laugh.

"It's okay, Big Brother. I know you're not good at comforting people..."

Loren: "..."

These bastards! These presumptuous people! You enjoy watching the show so much? One of these days, I'll send you all to the stake!!

Loren cursed inwardly, then said with an unchanged, calm expression:

"Let's go. I'll see you out."

"Okay... Big Brother..."

After everyone's commotion, Ayla Morningstar finally stopped crying. Her voice was no longer so downcast.

Loren simply carried the little one on his shoulder and walked out of the restaurant.

And on the little one's shoulder stood a Raven, silently facepalming with its wing.

Stupid master... is probably beyond saving...

After leaving the restaurant, the two humans and the Raven maintained this warm posture as they walked down the stairs to the first-floor lobby.

The morning lobby was packed with Interstellar Hunters picking up Commissions. Everyone was quite perceptive and initiatively made a path for Loren.

Loren calmly walked through under the crowd's gaze...

The scene became somewhat quiet for a moment.

Some Interstellar Hunters who had studied Loren's intelligence reports even doubted whether they had mistaken his identity.

They found it hard to believe that "Night Raven," who could even cruelly kill a client, would display such a warm scene...

Only after Loren walked out of the Association's lobby did the dense buzz of conversation gradually resume behind him.

Loren had no comment on this. He was long accustomed to such scenes...

He carried the little one calmly across the Square outside the castle, which was filled with parked Mecha and small Warships, his face expressionless.

The two humans and the Raven walked on in silence, during which they also frequently encountered the surprised gazes of Interstellar Hunters returning from missions...

On the top floor of the castle behind them, a figure stood silently behind a window, smiling as he observed this scene.

Retab Collin's face also broke into a rather relaxed smile.

"You're not as heartless as imagined either, Loren..."

Even though Loren walked very slowly, this path leading out of the castle ultimately had an end...

11 minutes and 28 seconds later.

Loren, carrying Ayla Morningstar on his shoulder, arrived outside the castle.

Not far from the castle gates stood a group of mysterious figures wearing wide, black robes.

To Loren's surprise, these mysterious figures all wore red masks on their faces that could block mental energy detection, appearing eerily strange...

Seeing this, Loren's eyebrows involuntarily furrowed.

He silently released his mental energy, attempting to probe into the other party's wide black robes, trying to figure out the origins of these people...

Then, Loren's subtle mental energy was directly and precisely blocked by the other party.

From among the group of mysterious figures, a figure even taller than Loren stepped forward. He gave Loren a slight nod:

"Mr. Loren, we are here to pick up Ayla Morningstar from your shoulder. Mr. Marcus Rhine notified us half a month ago."

Standing at the castle gate, Loren silently lowered Ayla Morningstar from his shoulder and placed her behind him.

Raven also sensed something amiss. It flew up from Ayla Morningstar's shoulder, suddenly bumping into Loren's back, voluntarily entering the Possession State.

Then, the Black Wings behind Loren swiftly spread open. He stared at the group of mysterious figures not far away and asked quietly:

"Before that, can you explain to me why there's a smell of sulfur on you?"