The night was silent as water.
Inside the guest room of House Boreas, Cui Ciyou sat cross-legged, not yet asleep.
Instead, he was carrying out his mandatory daily meditation.
Combing through and consuming the Mental Power surging within his mind.
Ever since his transmigration, his meditation training had never stopped.
Until a short while ago.
He had finally neutralized the Dragon God's Dragon Saint Battle Aura.
Moreover, under a full-force burst, he should have possessed the strength of a Peak Emperor-level.
He could fight Rujierd to a draw.
Under the condition that both sides did not use their full power.
Rujierd had not fully unleashed his racial abilities.
Cui Ciyou had not activated secondary mental-power techniques like Magic Nullification.
Right at that moment-
"Creak..."
An extremely faint sound, resembling a night owl stretching its wings in the night breeze, came from the doorway.
If it were an ordinary person, they would perhaps only take it as ordinary background noise.
Yet under Cui Ciyou's terrifying Mental Power, which had long since spread out and enveloped the entire manor.
Any slight disturbance had nowhere to hide.
[Mental Power-Connect-Perception-Activate!]
In an instant, a familiar three-dimensional world composed of black and white lines surfaced in his mind.
A sneaky figure was walking on tiptoe, attempting to "sneak into" his room in an extremely clumsy manner.
That familiar Battle Aura fluctuation, those utterly ruleless stealth footsteps.
Along with that peculiar emotion mixed with nervousness, resolve, and a trace of fear...
Could it be Alice...
A helpless yet doting arc curved the corners of Cui Ciyou's mouth.
Although her strength has grown.
However, her stealth skills are still just as poor.
Well, given Alice's personality, she could never be an assassin.
At this moment, in this place, in the middle of the night, anyone who would