I'm in Mota, and they all want me to confess my feelings!

Koleta: "..."

She now understood—that guy not only had a special resonance ability, but also an exceptionally strong romantic luck.

Although Koleta wanted to refuse Lupa's unreasonable request, as the second young lady of the Motari family and a highly educated woman, she knew that such matters were beyond her control.

If Cat's Eye Stone agrees, can I stop him?

The second young lady bit her lower lip and silently swallowed back the "no" that was about to come out of her mouth.

"I thought this sparring match would be one-sided... I didn't expect that Duanmu's strength is completely different from what he said!"

"Saying things like 'I'm just an ordinary employee, I don't have the power of a gladiator'—that's all a lie!"

Just then, a clear, girlish voice came from behind them.

The two instinctively turned around and saw a girl in a cloak quietly approaching, her footsteps as light as a breeze.

"Yuuno?"

Koleta blurted out the person's name, but the other person quickly reached out and gently covered her lips.

"Shh—" Yuno leaned closer and whispered, "Keep your voice down, or it'll be troublesome if someone hears you."

Koleta nodded slightly, and Yuno released her hand, turning gracefully to lean against the railing of the stands. She gazed at Duanmu Yan's figure in the arena, her tone much lighter.

"It's been so long, Coleta. What fun little gadgets did you bring me this time?"

……

……

"Are you sure? His frail appearance doesn't match the rumors at all."

At the top of the tower, Scar, the supervisor of the Remnant Star Society, was gazing with great interest at the bustling arena in the distance.

“Although there is no conclusive evidence, but…” Christopher, standing beside him, unfolded the script in his hand, picked up a quill pen, and seemed to be writing something, “Floro—seems to have some special feelings for this person. They have had contact with each other many times before.”

"Floro?" Scar casually toyed with the card between his fingers, a hint of manic laughter in his voice. "Ah, I remember now. Where is she? Wasn't the task of monitoring him assigned to her by the guild master himself? Now... where is she?"

Christopher said casually, "Who knows? You know she never likes to go back to base. Wherever she's sent, she's always alone. Unless she shows up, nobody can find her."

"So, she's probably hiding in some remote mountain cave right now, so lonely that she can only talk to herself?" Scar said, slowly standing up and lazily stretching.

Then, the smile on his face gradually twisted, and a crazed light appeared in his eyes.

"In that case... I'm going to have some fun."

Christopher looked at him like this, shook his head slightly and sighed.

To be honest, in some ways he would rather continue working with Floro.

At least she won't suddenly have a whim like this and turn everything you've carefully arranged upside down.

Scars? He's a madman.

—A complete madman.

“You’d better not act on your own,” Christopher warned, though he knew his words wouldn’t reach the other man’s ears.

"Don't worry—" the scar drew out, the card spinning rapidly between his fingers, "I know what I'm doing."

……

……

"Was that...your resonance ability?"

In the arena, Augusta was still confused by what had just happened.

She stopped her attack and fixed her gaze on Duanmu Yan.

"Is it acceleration? Or something else?"

Duanmu Yan paused, looking down at the faintly glowing sound mark on the back of his hand, his tone somewhat uncertain: "Uh... actually, I'm not quite sure either. It's just that the speed at which you rushed over just now, Governor, suddenly seemed to slow down in my eyes?"

"Slowed down?" Augusta's pupils contracted, his voice filled with disbelief. "That's impossible. In my own perception, the speed hasn't decreased at all."

"Really?" Duanmu Yan was also stunned. Just now, in his eyes, Augusta's movements had indeed slowed down significantly, but now she was saying that her speed had not been reduced?

That is how the matter?

Augusta was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled: "It seems... you haven't even figured out your own resonance ability yet. No problem. Let us help you get used to it during our fight."

In an instant, silence prevailed.

Immediately afterwards, a chaotic and disorderly noise emerged out of nowhere—as if chaos itself had materialized, with a distorted frequency, completely engulfing Augusta and Duanmu Yan in the arena.

Volume 1: Chapter 98 Once a member of the Remnant Star Society, always a member of the Remnant Star Society!

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

When Duanmu Yan and Augusta came to their senses, they found themselves in a realm completely different from reality.

—The shattered world is like a broken mirror, with the city ruins scattered everywhere, and a suffocating silence permeating the air.

Duanmu Yan stared blankly around. Everything happened so fast that he didn't even have time to react before he and Augusta were thrown into this strange space.

"here it is……?"

"The world of Sonora. A space constructed from echo energy."

Ahead, Augusta stared coldly at a certain spot.

As the governor of the Seven Hills, she had already experienced countless bloody battles and was used to crises and calamities.

Faced with this sudden change, she accepted reality almost immediately and instantly identified the owner of this area.

—He was a man with an eccentric style, a manic smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Augusta's voice suddenly dropped to freezing as she pointed her sword. "Trespassing the Seven Hills, interfering with the gladiatorial combat, and offending the Governor. Any one of these laws is enough to warrant your death sentence."

"Oh dear, it seems that Governor Qiqiu's magnanimity is not as great as rumored."

The wounded man spoke in a cynical tone, as if in his presence, neither Augusta nor Duanmu Yan were anything more than harmless lambs.

Life and death are decided by his single thought.

"Alright, alright, then let me formally introduce myself." He gave an exaggerated bow. "I am one of the supervisors of the Remnant Star Society—Scar."

Upon hearing this name, Augusta's brow furrowed sharply: "The Remnant Star Society?"

"The Remnant Star Society? What kind of organization is that?" Duanmu Yan was completely baffled and leaned closer to Augusta, lowering his voice to ask.

Augusta was silent for a moment, seemingly thinking about how to explain to Duanmu Yan: "They are a group of extreme madmen who are keen on merging the remnants of the elephant with humans. Their organization is huge and has caused many terrible crises in various parts of the world."

Duanmu Yan nodded thoughtfully: "...A standard villain setup." His eyes sharpened, and he clenched his fist. "In that case, we don't need to hold back."

"Seeing is not necessarily believing, and hearing is not necessarily true." Scar chuckled and shook his head, casually toying with a few cards between his fingers. "In your eyes, the Remnant Star Society may seem so insignificant. But the cause we are about to achieve... is far greater than anyone can imagine."

He had no intention of explaining, nor did he bother to.

Ordinary people always cling to their own prejudices, and any explanation is just superfluous noise to them.

“I’m not here to listen to your lectures.” Augusta raised her greatsword, pointing it at the wound. “Tell me, what do you want with us?”

The smile on his face remained flippant. He slowly shook his head, reached past Augusta, and pointed directly at Duanmu Yan beside her: "You misunderstand, Governor. My actions were not for you—" His fingertips traced a faint light in the air, "but you happened to be here, so you were invited in as well. The one I'm really looking for is him."

"Me?" Duanmu Yan stared at the finger pointing at him, his face full of confusion. "Do...we know each other?"

The wounded man burst into laughter, causing the surrounding shattered space to tremble: "Of course I don't know you. But I've heard so many rumors about you that my ears are practically calloused."

"What rumors could I possibly have? What rumors could I possibly have?"

Do I need others to elaborate on what kind of person I am?

He's just an unknown person, where did his fame and rumors come from?

If we're talking about what's been going on lately... it's probably only because of the second young lady that she's been privately called a "gold digger" in Laguna and at the company.

“Of course you don’t remember now.” Scar rubbed his chin, squinted and carefully examined him. “But seeing how frail you are now, I’m starting to doubt the truth of those rumors.”

Duanmu Yan frowned slightly: "So frail?"

He instinctively gripped the longsword, as if he would lose control and rush forward to tear apart the man's fake, insincere face in the next second.

"You're angry already?" Scar shrugged easily. "Don't be so hasty. I'm just stating a fact—the you now and the you of the past are on completely different levels." He paused meaningfully. "Besides, you don't need to be so hostile towards me. After all... this isn't your first time dealing with the Remnant Star Society. It's just that I'm the first person to be so open and honest with you."

"What did you say?"

These words caused Duanmu Yan's expression to freeze instantly.

I've had contact with people from the Remnant Star Society before.

How can this be?

"This isn't my first time dealing with the Remnant Star Society?" His voice suddenly turned serious. "Who exactly is this person you're talking about?"

Seeing his strong reaction, the wounded man couldn't help but become curious: "What? Why are you so hostile towards the Remnant Star Society? But what if... you and she had a close relationship back then?"

“Then let’s sever all ties,” Duanmu Yan replied decisively. “Since the governor says you are no good, then you must be utterly wicked. No matter how deep our past relationship was, I will never condone those who have gone astray.”

"Why be so heartless?" Scar spread his hands, feigning regret. "Perhaps she has already repented?"

"You absolutely cannot trust anyone from the Remnant Star Society. A rotten orange is a rotten orange. Once you're in the Remnant Star Society, you'll be in the Remnant Star Society for life!"

"How heartless..." Scar sighed, rubbing his forehead, then burst into uncontrollable laughter. "It's a pity she's not here today. Otherwise, I really want to see the interesting expression on her face when she hears what you said! Hahahaha!"

Duanmu Yan stared coldly at him and demanded, "So, who is that person?"

With his head tilted to the side, Scar said in a cheeky tone, "Guess?"

He had no intention of revealing Floro's true identity to Duanmu Yan. It would be so boring to expose her so easily and let the relationship end so abruptly.

The wounded wanted to witness firsthand the moment when Floro and Duanmu Yan completely broke up.

And at that time, would he have done what he says now?

Just imagining that scene made him so excited he couldn't sit still.

“Alright, how about we make a deal?” Scar suddenly stopped smiling, his voice becoming seductive. “If you do one thing, I’ll tell you who that person is.”

"What conditions?"

The wounded man took a deep breath, seemingly trying to suppress his frivolous demeanor—but in the next second he suddenly threw his head back and laughed wildly, his figure shooting through the air like a sharp arrow!

"Beat me! And I'll tell you who that person really is!"

PS: In the entire 2.0 version, there is only one featured character who does not have Resonator Communication. Who could it be?

Sigh, where's my pre-match trash talk segment?

Volume 1: Chapter 99 A Just Gang Fight

The wound moved very quickly, arriving in front of Duanmu Yan almost instantly.

He clenched his right fist and suddenly swung it out—the force of his fist caused the surrounding space to begin to crack!

Duanmu Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously held his longsword horizontally in front of him.

clang--!

The heavy fist slammed into the sword, unleashing a deafening roar.

A sinister, hidden force surged upwards through the sword blade, causing Duanmu Yan's entire arm to go numb.

This person is terrifyingly strong.

Far superior to any enemy he had ever encountered before!

As for whether the governor or the viceroy is stronger, it is not yet possible to determine.

After all, in the previous sparring match, although both sides claimed that they had not held back, they ultimately took precautions and did not go all out.

But scars are different; they're designed to kill you.

click-

A faint cracking sound suddenly came from the crystal sword. Under the impact of the violent force, the tough blade began to develop spiderweb-like cracks.

Duanmu Yan's expression instantly darkened.

This was a gift from Koleta to him.

Although it was a weapon, he always cherished it and rarely used it on ordinary days.

I took it out today out of respect for Augusta.

And now...