Chapter 68: The Name of Kassadin

After Harvey finished drinking all thirty-some beverages of different flavors, the armor on his body vanished.

Sonia was just about to pack up and leave when she suddenly saw Mr. Kassadin’s armor disappear, revealing a well-built figure that dazzled her for a moment, stirring ripples in her heart. However, when her gaze fell upon Mr. Kassadin’s face, which remained unchanged and shrouded in golden light, those ripples immediately faded.

Harvey paid no mind at all to Sonia’s thoughts. Wearing swim trunks conjured by magic, he jumped straight into the enormous pool before him and began swimming with abandon.

He knew very well that unless he engaged in world-shaking events—such as waging war with Xandar or the Kree, or outright destroying planets—building a reputation could not be rushed. Balancing work and rest was equally important; spending a few months to clear all the secondary and tertiary disaster removal missions would not only greatly enhance his power but also accrue considerable wealth and fame.

Then he would reach the next stage, preparing to establish the Void Cult and attract widespread faith in the Void.

After swimming for a while, Harvey directly used evolution points to strengthen himself. His void skin evolved ten times in one go, making him feel the power within growing ever stronger. He also noticed that the more his void skin evolved, the larger his form became when he transformed into the Void Predator, Kha’Zix. When he assumed his original form on Kylf, he immediately slipped into the void, lest he cause even greater upheaval.

Harvey clenched his fist, then jumped back into the pool, swimming leisurely as he adapted to his increasingly formidable strength.

It wasn’t until evening that Sonia brought him dinner. Harvey enjoyed the appetizers, which, though they added fewer evolution points, tasted excellent and helped alleviate the loss of appetite he’d suffered from overeating in recent days.

“Don’t forget—eight o’clock tomorrow morning,” Harvey instructed quickly after finishing his meal.

“All right,” Sonia nodded softly.

Once Sonia departed, Harvey began practicing through the night, fully acclimating to his powers.

After enjoying breakfast in the morning, Harvey set out again to tackle new missions.

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Over the month that followed, Sonia noticed that although Mr. Kassadin claimed he ate four or five meals a day, he always left right after breakfast. The times he returned varied—sometimes in the afternoon or evening, sometimes he’d be gone for several days.

Ordinarily, guests at the Celebrity Hotel often requested her to find beauties to serve them, or to arrange parties with attractive guests. Sometimes they wanted attendants to accompany them throughout the day. Mr. Kassadin required none of these things.

For an entire month, her job was simply to prepare delicious meals for Mr. Kassadin while he was around, and occasionally bring him drinks. Sonia had never realized her job could be so effortless.

It also piqued her curiosity about what Mr. Kassadin did each day when he went out. The Celebrity Hotel was a hub of information, where one could learn much that was hidden from ordinary people. Yet she’d heard nothing about Mr. Kassadin.

But Sonia wasn’t concerned; after all, today was the final day. Barring any surprises, Mr. Kassadin would soon leave Xandar and no longer reside here.

That afternoon, Sonia was tidying up the villa in preparation for a break, awaiting her next guest.

And in that month, a name became known to countless beings across the galaxy. Among the strong, on every planet, and even in the upper echelons of the great galactic empires, it spread far and wide.

The reason: the bounty hunter community, after so many years, had seen the rise of a Level Three bounty hunter named Kassadin. His strength was terrifying; in just a month, he completed eighteen Level Three missions, all of them disaster-type, each involving monsters that even combined forces or fleets struggled to overcome.

Yet every one of those monsters fell to Kassadin alone—absolutely swift and efficient, with power deeper and more formidable than any of the deadly creatures he slew.

Countless rumors surrounded him—some called him a demon, others a monster, and some even claimed he was a god from the Void.

Mystery, strength, and the unknown marked Kassadin’s entrance into the bounty hunter trade. In just one month, he became the first Level Three bounty hunter in history.

And the quality of this Level Three bounty hunter left no room for doubt. Some had even offered fifty million for him to complete a task, only to be refused.

The reason for refusal: he was not currently accepting missions unrelated to major biological disasters.

This angered some who wished to issue specific assignments, but none dared to openly insult Kassadin. His string of Level Three missions had proven he possessed the terrifying power to destroy a planet.

Within the bounty hunter community, countless hunters now admired Kassadin intensely. He had shown them strength comparable to the divine.

His name was now the subject of lively conversation and legend among bounty hunters everywhere.

Harvey, after dealing with a Fire Fiend and collecting his payment, returned to Xandar. He would eat even powerful creatures, despite their revolting appearance, but he abstained from consuming humanoid beings. Though this limited his accumulation of evolution points, Harvey worried that once he started, he might not be able to stop. Thus, he restrained his desires.

Sonia was polishing a jade bottle when footsteps sounded behind her. She was not startled, but turned with a smile.

“Mr. Kassadin, I’ll go prepare your afternoon tea now.”

At first, Sonia had often been startled by Mr. Kassadin’s sudden appearances. But after a month together, she was used to his unpredictable returns.

Harvey nodded slightly.

With permission, Sonia set aside her work and promptly went downstairs to fetch drinks.

Within minutes, she returned with a tray of delicious iced beverages.

“Today seems to be the last day, doesn’t it?” Harvey, sitting on the sofa, took a sip and spoke as something occurred to him.

“Yes, Kassadin, you’ve already stayed here for thirty days. If you don’t renew, you’ll need to leave by noon tomorrow,” Sonia replied with a smile.

“I’ve never had anyone serve me before, but having your help with these chores has been quite pleasant. I’ll be staying a while longer—how do I renew? Please extend my stay for another month.”

Harvey spoke up in response.