"Plop..."


    The sound barely registered before the female officer blinked and found herself face-to-face with Aengus, his sudden proximity startling her.


    "Is this enough, officer? Do I need to prove something more?" Aengus asked with a smirk, now seatedzily on a conjured chair, exuding an air of nonchnce.


    The female captain and her subordinates were momentarily stunned by the wless disy of Space Law.


    "Truly brilliant... An astonishing control of Space Law," an old man muttered, impressed, as he worked the ship''s controls. His eyes glimmered with recognition.


    "Yes," he continued, stroking his beard. "He must have achieved at least minor sess—1%prehension of Space Law at the least. He''s worth recruiting, Captain."


    "I agree with that," another subordinate said with a nod.


    However, a discontented voice broke through the admiration. "But isn''t he too disrespectful, showing such arrogance and attitude in front of his seniors?"


    The female officer narrowed her eyes, her earlier surprise reced by a stern expression. "Control and talent aside," she said sharply, "you''ll need more than confidence and tricks to survive here, young man. This isn''t just a test of your abilities—it''s a test of your character. Tiamat Academy values discipline as much as strength."


    Her gaze lingered on Aengus as she waited to see how he would respond.


    Aengus'' smirk never faltered as he leaned back slightly, his tone calm yetced with subtle confidence.


    "Discipline? That I have, officer. But I''m just carefree. I don''t mean any disrespect—none in the slightest. I''m just… tired, that''s all," he said, his gaze unwavering.


    The discontented subordinate crossed his arms, frowning. "Tired? You don''t look tired to me," he retorted skeptically.


    Aengus raised an eyebrow and gave a soft chuckle. "Well, appearances can be deceiving, can''t they? Traveling light-years to get here while conserving my strength tends to wear one out you know."


    "Light-years? You''re joking, right?" Sabrina raised her eyebrows, clearly not believing him.n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om


    Aengus didn''t respond to her skepticism. Instead, his gaze shifted toward the below, observing it through the ship''s ss with quiet intensity.


    "So, am I capable of admission now, officer?" he asked calmly, his tone carrying a hint of amusement.


    "Hm… that''s right," Sabrina admitted reluctantly, her frown softening.


    "Good. Then please hurry up. I''m really eager for some study," Aengus said, his eyes glinting momentarily with a hidden intent.


    Sabrina quickly turned away, sending a detailed report to her superiors about the enigmatic boy they''d encountered.


    After some time, clearance was granted, and Aengus was allowed to proceed—under Sabrina and her crew''s watchful escort.


    Seatedzily, Aengus looked through theyers of atmosphere below, his piercing gaze searching for any trace of Be and Aria. The uncertainty of how much time had passed weighed heavily on him, a silent worry he kept to himself.


    Meanwhile, Sabrina and her crew couldn''t help but cast curious nces at him now and then.


    "Just who is he?" one crew member whispered, eyeing Aengus warily.


    "His aura feels… different. It''s almost as if he''s hiding something immense," another added in a hushed tone.


    Sabrina herself remained thoughtful. Just where did hee from? she wondered. And why does he act so carefree? Is it sheer confidence—or something more unsettling?


    She shook her head, assuming she was just overthinking things.


    How could such a handsome and innocent looking young man be so bad?


    If only she knew the truth...


    ---


    After a few hours, the shipnded on the surface of Tiamat.


    Captain Sabrina and her crew disembarked slowly, followed by Aengus, who was treated like a guest.


    Aengus'' gaze pierced through a portion the world, but he still couldn''t detect ormunicate with his wives.


    Instead, he started tracking his allies, Olivia and Elena''s group.


    Fortunately, this time he received some feedback from the marks he left on their souls. He could still control them as he wished.


    For now, he did nothing, cutting off all his sensory reaches as much as possible, careful not to get under the radar of any powerful being. He was still new here, but ording to the Degaro family, a ck Hole Dominator powerhouse might be residing there.


    After Worldes Star, then Neb, and finally ck Hole.


    ck Hole powerhouses are capable of dominating stars and entire sr systems with the back of their hands.


    His eyes took in the view of the vast, colorful skies and sprawling advanced buildings spread across thend. The magical technology here far surpassed that of Earth.


    The integration of mana brought profound changes, enabling it to merge seamlessly with Seekers—the practitioners ofws.


    Though technology had advanced significantly, Seekers were not weak either. In many cases, they were more powerful in terms of versatilebat and effectiveness.


    Aengus was escorted to aplex of towering buildings and settled into a room adorned with books and paintings of great beings who once stood at the pinnacle of the Academy.


    He studied their faces, noting the wisdom and profundity of ancient secrets reflected in their eyes.


    "Still, you''re dead. And dead men don''t speak. What speaks is power, and that I have," Aengus muttered in a barely audible voice, his tone carrying intricacies that no one in the room, not even Captain Sabrina, could decipher.


    "My work is done here, young man. The administration officials will be here soon to examine and inquire you. It would be good to be polite with them," Sabrina said before leaving, having fulfilled her duty.


    Aengus waved goodbye nonchntly, settling onto a radiant,fortable sofa meant for guests. The sofa emanated an aura of rxation, soothing both body and mind.


    Click!


    Very soon, with a soft click, a man in his thirties entered the room.


    He appeared ordinary, with sses perched on his nose, embodying the image of a typical, dutiful official.


    Aengus''s sharp gaze swept over him, and in an instant, his Curse Sovereign''s Eyes revealed the man''s entire life history.


    The data flowed into Aengus''s mind, revealing that the man, named Amir, was an intelligent inspector proficient in the Law of Illusion. However, his mastery of thew was only at 11%, a minor achievementpared to true powerhouses.