Solo Leveling: Monarch of Knowledge-Chapter 39 - 38: Socials

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(Sunday, June 16, 2026 – 4:09 PM)

Adam and Marie walked leisurely into the mall, the cool air a welcome contrast to the warm afternoon outside. The moment they stepped past the entrance, the familiar scent of food courts, fresh clothing, and polished floors filled the space.

But it barely took a few seconds before the inevitable happened.

A woman near the entrance gasped loudly with her phone nearly slipping from her fingers. "Oh my god, it's him!"

Heads snapped toward Adam, and within moments, the quiet murmur of shoppers turned into excited chatter.

"Is that the Saint?!"

"He's even taller in person!"

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"I saw the news! He healed all of Rome!"

"Did he really take down two S-Rank False Rankers?"

A crowd formed almost instantly, people abandoning their shopping plans to rush toward him. Phones flashed as cameras snapped photos and started recording videos. The more people realized who he was, the larger the crowd grew with their voices layering over each other in a chaotic wave.

Marie, watching the situation unfold, crossed her arms and smirked up at Adam. "Told you." she teased, clearly enjoying his predicament.

Adam exhaled and scratched the back of his head. This was bound to happen, but damn, it was annoying. He wasn't in the mood for interviews or attention, he was here to enjoy his time.

Raising a hand slightly, his voice carried across the gathering. "Alright, listen up."

The crowd fell silent instantly as mana stopped them from yapping.

"I'm just here to relax. I appreciate the support, but I won't be answering any questions today." He said as he removed the mana in them.

That should've been enough, but-

Click. Click. Click.

Even after his words, the flashes continued, videos rolling, whispers spreading.

Adam sighed.

'Of course, they're not gonna stop.'

Without breaking stride, he waved his hand casually.

The entire crowd blinked in confusion as their surroundings suddenly shifted. In an instant, everyone found themselves teleported twenty meters away from where they had originally stood.

Gasps and shocked exclamations rippled through them as they looked around, realizing what had happened.

"H-He just teleported us?"

"What the hell!?"

Before they could react further, Adam and Marie had already resumed walking, slipping deeper into the mall.

Marie snorted, nudging him with her elbow. "Dramatic much?"

Adam smirked. "I like my personal space."

(4:23 PM)

Adam followed Marie through the mall but his hands were already occupied with multiple shopping bags. It started simply enough, Marie had confidently declared that she needed a "conservative" swimsuit for their upcoming beach day.

Somewhere along the way, that mission had completely derailed.

Now, she was darting between stores, picking out outfits that had nothing to do with swimwear. Shoes, jackets, accessories, everything except what she originally came for.

Adam stood near the entrance of yet another boutique, his arms were weighed down by bags of various colors and sizes while his expression was utter blank with his soul leaving his body for a brief moment.

A single tear escaped down his cheek.

'My freedom... it's gone. Lost. A distant memory.'

Marie, oblivious to his suffering, held up two different tops, glancing between them. "Which one looks better?"

Adam, resigned to his fate, didn't even look up. "Yes."

She rolled her eyes. "That's not an answer."

"It is now." he muttered.

Marie laughed before disappearing into the fitting rooms, leaving Adam alone to his thoughts.

Despite the break, the attention hadn't disappeared.

Even as he stood there doing nothing, people continued sneaking photos and videos. Some were obvious, staring outright, whispering to their friends. Others pretended to browse clothes while recording.

Adam didn't bother reacting. He already long accepted that every moment of his life was now content for the internet.

With Marie occupied, he let his gaze wander with his eyes landing on a section of suits nearby.

His curiosity sparked.

'Might as well take a look.'

He moved over, scanning the options. Sharp, tailored suits in dark tones, high-quality materials, exactly the kind of attire that suited someone of his presence.

His fingers brushed over a sleek black suit with deep blue accents. The craftsmanship was on another level.

'Not bad...'

His mind wandered.

As an Aura Farmer, his outfit should match his status. He couldn't be walking around looking average.

A smirk tugged at his lips as a single thought entered his mind.

'Can't lose to Drip Woo.'

(4:38 PM)

Before Marie could return, Adam casually lifted his hand, sending a faint pulse of mana through the air. In an instant, the shopping bags in his grip vanished, seamlessly stored into his space storage with his arms finally free, he let out a slow exhale, rolling his shoulders.

'Much better.'

Unintentionally drawing even more attention, he opened a portal beside him, the shimmering blue gateway forming effortlessly. With a single step, he disappeared into the void.

Inside, the world was silent. A vast, white expanse stretched endlessly, an isolated dimension that belonged solely to him. At his feet, the bags from earlier lay neatly stacked.

But they weren't what drew his attention.

His gaze moved toward the far end of the space, where two containment cubes hovered in stillness. One contained Boris's lifeless body, with the aftereffects of death having long stripped away his full shift transformation.

The second cube, however, held something very much alive.

Venin.

The false S-Rank assassin sat motionless, his body still bound in layers of shimmering chains, his venomous aura completely suppressed. Despite his stillness, his glowing purple eyes were sharp and focused.

As Adam approached, Venin's expression shifted subtly. His eyes took on a faint glimmer of pleading submission. But beneath that surface...

Adam saw it immediately.

A masked killing intent, hidden behind the act.

'Pathetic.'

He tilted his head slightly as his gaze watched the assassin struggle to deceive him. Then, with a small sigh, he shook his head.

"You still need some time alone." Adam mused, in a calm but final tone. "Be a good boy."

Venin's fingers twitched with his body tensing against the restraints, but it was futile. The chains held firm, unmoving. His breathing grew heavier, frustration creeping into his expression as Adam turned his back.

With a simple mental command, Adam vanished, leaving behind only silence...

..And an enraged Venin, unable to do anything but seethe in his confinement.

(4:40 PM)

Adam sat down on a nearby bench, exhaling as he pulled out his phone. He already knew what he was about to see.

And, of course, he was right.

The moment he opened his socials, his entire fyp was flooded with videos, photos, and clips of himself from earlier. Every major platform was already filled with discussions, theories, and speculation.

One post had millions of views already:

▶ "ADAM SEN SPOTTED SHOPPING CASUALLY AFTER DESTROYING S-RANK FALSE RANKERS??? 😂😂"

Below it were thousands of comments:

💬 "Bro went from saving Rome to carrying shopping bags... life comes at you fast."

💬 "No cuz why is he actually mad fine tho?? 😏"

💬 "Raw, next question."

💬 "This 🥷🏿 awakened YESTERDAY and he's already top tier wtf???"

💬 "Why is no one talking about the fact that he just casually OPENS PORTALS?"

💬 "Portal magic + healing + physical combat?? That's broken, we got an overpowered hunter before Grand donation bike 6."

💬 "So he's a healer, but he fights too? Or is he a mage??? May this talent find Me and ONLY Me 😭🙏🏻"

💬 "Whatever his class is, we all know he's HIM. 🙏🏽"

💬 "Upstairs, stop riding it, we got it 🥱"

Adam sighed in amusement, shaking his head. 'People are restless as always.'

He kept scrolling with his eyes landing on a live stream. The title?

▶ "LIVE: ADAM SEN IS LITERALLY SITTING RIGHT NOW WTF 😭"

Without even one glance at his surroundings, his perception easily caught the guy responsible.

A young man, half-hidden behind a clothing rack, was holding his phone at an angle, trying to act casual while streaming Adam in real-time.

Adam clicked his tongue with his lips twitching. 'No shame at all, huh?'

Meanwhile, the live chat was going crazy:

💬 "Bro is literally just sitting there 💀 and TF is wrong with the comments? Go and get a job!"

💬 "AND??? WE ARE WATCHING HISTORY. 🫃🏻😩"

💬 "Look at how he breathes. That's an S-Rank breath."

💬 "That girl gotta be his girl right? No way they're just friends, may this love never finds all of you 🙏🏿."

💬 "Ain't no way this 🥷🏿 is single. If he is... call me 😏"

💬 "Upstairs have some decency!"

💬 "HOW DID HE HEAL EVERYONE IN ROME EXPLAIN."

💬 "Someone ask him how it feels to be that handsome."

Adam locked his phone and rubbed his temple.

'Yeah... I need to move out soon.'

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