Chapter 93
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Chapter 93: “Hunter Eyes”
Bai Yan observed the other person, feeling that his appearance didn’t align with what he had read in the records.
Ah, how could someone over two hundred years old look like this?
Indeed, according to the internal forum of the Demon Hunt Agency, “Emperor” was actually a man over two hundred years old, and the longest-serving member of the Eyes of the Empire, having collaborated with the Demon Hunt Agency’s founder for many years.
The other party didn’t resemble a “venerable demon” at all, but rather appeared as a small, vulnerable person who might face bullying at school… Though in reality, he was a kindhearted old man with a gentle disposition.
Bai Yan said, “Yes, I am Bai Yan. And I actually know of you too, the distinguished member among the Imperial Guards, known as the ‘Emperor’.”
The young man paused momentarily.
“Oh, so you’re familiar with me? I was actually hoping to pose as a newcomer, hehe.”
The youth sighed and scratched his face, showing slight disappointment at being exposed.
Bai Yan could sense that this person’s approachability wasn’t feigned. He was naturally amiable.
It was said that the “Emperor” was steadfast in his position. He treated Night Watchers like family, yet became fearsome as a demon when confronting enemies.
Many Night Watchers in the Demon Hunt Agency looked up to him.
Bai Yan naturally didn’t dislike such a person, provided that… the other party remained his ally.
“My name is Kessel.”
The silver-haired youth smiled and added, “Initially, I was also a Night Watcher, but now I serve as one of the Imperial Guards of the Eyes of the Empire, having recently arrived here on assignment.”
“Ah, yes, I understand.”
Bai Yan heard the other person attempt small talk with him, but unsure how to respond, he could only reply with “mmm” and “yes, you’re right.”
“Mr. Kessel? What brings you here?”
“It really is Mr. ‘Emperor’!”
“Could we please have your autograph?”
Suddenly, more than ten Night Watchers approached them.
They surrounded the “Emperor” with admiring expressions, and one of the young women even attempted to embrace the pure white youth.
However, Kessel wore a simple ring on his left ring finger and deliberately maintained distance from the opposite sex.
“Yes, I am the ‘Emperor’…”
Kessel smiled and engaged with the Night Watchers naturally, conversing at length. He was clearly accustomed to such admiration.
Meanwhile, Bai Yan continued enjoying his meal nearby.
“I imagine you’re curious about my sudden interest in you.”
After spending time chatting with his impromptu fans, Kessel finally turned his smile toward Bai Yan once they departed.
“Hmm.”
Bai Yan kept eating while nodding and responding intermittently.
“Actually, the fundamental reason… lies in my innate power.”
Kessel gazed intently at the still-eating Bai Yan, his demeanor shifting from before, becoming more authoritative.
“My innate ability is ‘Hunter Eyes,’ which allows me to perceive the potential limitations of individuals. Simply put, an average person’s potential typically reaches only about 100 when quantified.”
He gestured toward his pristine, white irises.
“Those with exceptional abilities possess potential exceeding 100, with values above 1000 considered remarkable… Truth be told, I’ve encountered many prodigies, some with inconceivable innate potential. However, they might meet their end the very next day. That’s why I don’t consider potential particularly significant.”
“But I must acknowledge, you have genuinely surprised me.”
Kessel inhaled deeply, ruffled his silver tousled hair, and sighed, “Honestly, it’s been years since I last felt unnerved.”
“That was during the encounter with ‘higher civilization’ at the otherworld interface…”
Bai Yan blinked but remained silent.
“Well, you don’t seem particularly interested in our conversation.”
Kessel stopped speaking, leaving unsaid the reason for his unease.
In truth, he couldn’t perceive Bai Yan’s “potential cap” at all.
This had never occurred before.
Kessel knew this didn’t necessarily indicate exceptional potential, but rather suggested a “BUG” had manifested.
Logically, anyone alive should possess a “potential future.” The so-called “Hunter Eyes” were actually prophetic gifts of the divination variety.
This person certainly didn’t appear deceased by any measure. He seemed perfectly normal. So why had his ability ceased functioning?
Hence, Kessel’s profound interest in Bai Yan.
Having finished eating, Bai Yan nodded and said perfunctorily, “If there’s nothing else, I must leave now, Mr. Kessel. It was an honor meeting you.”
“Alright, alright. Until next time,” Kessel nodded with a smile.
Bai Yan stood immediately after hearing this and left the restaurant, showing no intention of prolonged interaction with such a complicated individual.
“Emperor” Kessel silently watched Bai Yan’s departure without pursuing him.
“Well, I haven’t tried Tatsumi City’s specialties yet. Let’s eat peacefully and address other matters later.”
After finishing the pure meat set meal, he departed the ground floor restaurant and headed toward the director’s office.
Shortly after, Kessel arrived at the director’s office.
At this moment, not only was Mr. Trap present.
Lin Bian, Raven Reaper, and even the smiling Merete Chambers—some of Tatsumi City Demon Hunt Agency’s most prominent figures—awaited Kessel’s arrival.
“Mr. Emperor, we meet again.”
Merete Chambers’s face bore a warm smile, suggesting prior acquaintance with Kessel.
Lin Bian and Raven Reaper exchanged glances, having never met this legendary figure before, surprised by his seemingly fragile appearance.
Though they had seen photographs, they had expected the actual person to project a more commanding presence.
Mr. Trap smiled and said, “You’re late, Mr. Emperor.”
“I apologize sincerely. I was having breakfast outside and couldn’t resist the meat I saw, causing my delay,” Kessel explained apologetically while scratching his head.
“I promise it won’t happen again!”
He apologized genuinely, then looked at Merete Chambers with surprise, “So little Merete is here too. I wasn’t aware before arriving.”
Lin Bian and Raven Reaper exchanged another look. This legendary figure from the Eyes of the Empire was surprisingly approachable.
Everyone except Merete Chambers appeared somewhat taken aback. They had imagined Eyes of the Empire members would be more intimidating.
“Now then, shall I handle the Babel Tower situation?” Kessel’s lips curved into a smile as he shifted to business matters.
He raised both hands confidently and continued, “And what about the so-called ‘Pastor’ and ‘Queen of the Scarlet Moon’?”
“Why not allow me to assist… and eliminate them all from this world?”
——
Did that person focus on me because he couldn’t measure my potential?
Bai Yan contemplated while walking through the departure halls, suspecting his “Savior” status from Babel Tower had marked him as unique.
This, he believed, explained the “Emperor’s” attention.
Indeed, as an unconventional “behind-the-scenes manipulator,” he found such attention somewhat troublesome.
Perhaps it would be preferable to quietly influence the world’s progression, unnoticed, while blending in among the Demon Hunt Agency… that would certainly better serve his interests.
“It’s unavoidable, as I’m too handsome to escape notice. Sigh.”
Finally, he reached the room where he had arranged to meet Alan.
This was an empty storeroom, with only Alan standing there, quietly smoking.
“You’ve finally arrived, Bai Yan.”
“I’ve been waiting for nearly an hour.”
Resentment tinged Alan’s voice.
“Sorry.”
Bai Yan spoke without any trace of remorse, adding with a smile, “I simply got lost on the path of life.”
Well, in truth, he had just been too lazy to rise early.
“Fine, I won’t argue about this with you.”
Alan dismissed the matter and turned to retrieve a beautiful round mirror with a silver border.
He said seriously, “To reach the awakening level, a transcendental person must discover their ‘new self’ in that world.”
