Chapter 300

Chapter 300: Champion, Champion, the Crowd Cheers!

Bai Yan held the black and white cat in his hand. The cat was completely still, not making a sound, just calmly observing its surroundings.

There was something subtle in its eyes—an intelligence that was not easily noticed.

A strange feeling lingered in Bai Yan’s mind.

He couldn’t shake the sense that this cat seemed to be smiling at him, though cats weren’t supposed to smile like humans. If they appeared to smile, it was typically because they were smelling something, yawning, or experiencing stress.

But no. This cat’s gaze had a peculiar, almost humorous quality—like it was amused.

A cat capable of nullifying one’s innate powers could never be considered ordinary.

Bai Yan took a closer look. It was a female cat. But then, without warning, it became furious, scratching at his hand with frantic intensity.

The trace of amusement in its gaze vanished entirely.

“Aooh! Aooh! Aooh!”

Despite the cat’s aggression, Bai Yan had undergone a profound transformation. He no longer felt any pain from such a trivial level of force.

He could, if he wished, use the power of his skin to break the cat’s claws apart.

With an air of indifference, he spoke, “This cat must have been a stray for a while. It may look clean, but it would be better to give it a wash—remember to use warm water. Cats don’t like cold water.”

After giving the maid these instructions, Bai Yan handed the cat, named “Coke,” back to her.

“Yes, master,” the maid responded immediately, taking the cat from his hands.

“Aooh!”

But the cat was still angry, and it lashed out, scratching the maid’s hand, drawing blood.

“Ah!” The maid cried out in pain.

Bai Yan furrowed his brows, his hand reaching out to use the power of the Frigga Sacred Rune to heal the maid’s injury.

“Be careful.”

“Thank you, thank you, master.” The maid nodded obediently, her gaze filled with surprise as she inspected her hand. The pain was gone, with no trace of the injury remaining.

Bai Yan calmly picked up the cat again, delivering two swift slaps to its rear.

The cat hissed in anger, its fur standing on end.

“Go to sleep,” Bai Yan said, his tone impassive. He used his psychic powers to lull the cat into a deep sleep before handing it back to the maid.

“Take it to wash now while it’s

still asleep. It shouldn’t wake

up for a while.”

The maid bowed deeply and

hurriedly took the cat

downstairs.

Bai Yan stood still for a

moment, observing. “The Real

Digital World doesn’t work, but

psychic powers do… This cat

is certainly not normal.”

Though Bai Yan couldn’t yet

determine exactly what kind of

animal this “cat” was, he knew

one thing for certain—it would

be worth keeping an eye on.

With that, he left the room,

eventually finding himself in a

garden that resembled a

“promised place.”

The unfortunate Evie was

already waiting for him.

Upon seeing Bai Yan, she

furrowed her brow, as was her

usual habit. She felt something

was off.

“Why am I here…?”

Bai Yan gently shook his head,

leaning on his black cane, a

subtle expression crossing his

face. “Don’t say it again. I’ve

already heard that questions

several times.”

Evie’s eyes widened in shock.

She instinctively covered her

head, her fear rising.

She was a clever woman and

immediately realized

something was wrong.

“I don’t understand… What are

you talking about?”

She tried to gather information,

seeking to understand why

she was there and what Bai

Yan intended to do. Her

confusion deepened. Why

hadn’t her maid and guard

accompanied her?

Bai Yan again shook his head,

raising his hand with practiced

skill, launching his psychic

powers toward her. “For now,

you don’t need to understand

the cause and effect.”

“Ah… Ah… Ah…”

The hypnotized Evie lowered

her head, her eyes glazed over,

lost in confusion.

“Have you found that ‘key’?”

Bai Yan asked.

“I… I have found it.”

For a moment, Bai Yan paused,

his initial lack of hope fading

as his eyes brightened with

interest.

“Hmm. Where is it?”

“It’s beneath the statue in the

main hall,” Evie explained, her

voice still dazed. “There’s a

hidden passage leading

underground, revealed through

a certain ritual. I overheard the

old servant mention it. The

‘key’ is there.”

Bai Yan’s lips curled into a

slight smile, not surprised by

her answer.

During his first playthrough of

the “Babel Tower” game, he

knew the boss would always

find the key to ascend from the

Temple of Dark Light. Now, he

had a clearer understanding of

where it was hidden.

The only problem now was how to enter.

Bai Yan knew that rushing into

the temple would be a grave

mistake. The Incarnation of

Dark Light, who held quasis-

godlike power, would catch

him instantly.

That old man was likely even

stronger than Glofield, and the

Temple of Dark Light was his

home ground. Breaking in

would be impossible.

He remained silent, pondering.

The key to success lay with

Evie. As the adopted daughter

of the old man, she had nearly

unrestricted access.

“If only you could leap out of

the pond quickly,” Bai Yan

mused, before making his

decision.

He slipped a small piece of

paper into Evie’s hand.

“Your sister is here.”

Bai Yan’s tone remained calm.

“However, if you want

someone to investigate who

gave you this information, you

will forget everything… even

the note.”

This was his form of

compensation.

Bai Yan had forced Evie to act

on his behalf, so it only

seemed fair to offer her a

reward. This note held her

sister’s current location—the

address of Kaluoer.

It was a risky move. Evie might

turn and report it, though Bai

Yan believed this was unlikely.

Still, the sisters had longed to

reunite, and if he could help, he

would.

Bai Yan knew that if he chose

not to help, it could be seen as

righteous, but at this point, he

wasn’t as inclined to do so.

After Bai Yan left, Evie slowly

regained her awareness,

clutching the note in her hand.

“How did I end up here…?” she

wondered aloud.

She glanced down at the piece

of paper she was holding.

“A note?”

Her brows furrowed as she

read, and her pupils contracted

in shock!

The note instructed her not to

investigate its origins, or she

would forget everything,

including the chance to find

her sister. It also contained the

address of Kaluoer.

“Kaluoer!”

In that moment, Evie felt her

heart race in a way it never had

before.

“Kaluoer is in Annottales!”

Evie’s mind was in a frenzy.

Had her sister just arrived in

this city, or had she been here

all along? No… If Kaluoer had

been here, her foster father

wouldn’t have failed to find her.

Who gave her this

information?

The question lingered, but Evie

quickly pushed it away, fearing

the note’s warning.

The information felt real, and

she felt an overwhelming

sense of gratitude to whoever

had given it to her. If she could

truly find her sister, she would

repay them with everything she

had.

For Evie, her sister meant more

than anything else—her very

life.

Even if it meant sacrificing

everything, it would be worth it

to bring Kaluoer even a

moment of happiness.

The festival continued as

planned, with January 3rd

marking “Dark Night Day,” a

day to honor the Savior of Dark

Light.

For the people of the Kingdom

of Dark Light, this day was

even more significant than

New Year’s Day. On Dark Night

Day, everyone, from the

nobility to servants, received

the day off, even slaves were

compensated for working on

holidays.

The upper-class society

celebrated by rewarding their

servants, further solidifying

their display of generosity.

Only sinners were excluded

from the festivities.

At the Tulip Manor, Viscount

Edmond’s estate was lavishly

decorated, with many high-

status guests invited to the

ball.

But there was a catch—Bai

Yan, in the form of Viscount

Edmond, wasn’t there to truly

enjoy the festivities.

He had another mission

entirely.

The grand banquet was a ruse

—an alibi.

In the meantime, Bai Yan’s real

form was at the abattoir—an

arena for gladiators in

Annottales.

As he stood at the entrance,

the people around him

celebrated, waving torches,

and igniting fireworks. The air

was thick with excitement.

This was the grandest of all

celebrations, with a statue of

the Savior of Dark Light

looming over every district,

including the one Bai Yan

stood in.

But his thoughts were

elsewhere, his mind focused

on something far more

pressing.

It was time to intervene.

To be continued…