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"Friends, getting skills for free?" Watching that, Oliver rolled his eyes, thinking this guy was really good at cheating.

The reporters almost staggered when they heard that.

"Mr. Raphael, are you serious? Is there really a constellation that shares skills for free?" they asked, breathlessly.

Raphael remained relaxed, he replied, "My skills are proof of that. Just think, there's no way I can buy a SS Class Skill. That would require too much money."

He looked convincing because some of what he said was true.

The reporters ended up being amazed when they saw him.

"Amazing," some of them said.

Oliver was too lazy to continue watching this nonsense. He turned off the TV and then the lights in his room before starting to sleep.

When he decided to close his eyes, he fell asleep quickly and so soundly that he was no longer aware of his surroundings.

This night turned out to be a long one for him, but it made his sleep more comfortable and satisfying.

He didn't dream of anything, completely immersed in his sleep until morning finally arrived with the sunlight shining in through the cracks of his room.

His body felt refreshed so he was able to sit up immediately.

He looked around, opening the window curtains with just a wave of his hand.

The air looked clean this morning.

He wasn't sure what the situation outside was now, but he was pretty sure it would be difficult for him to find monsters that could help his level up today.

As it was, he would probably just take a walk in the city.

After getting off the bed, he went to the bathroom, took another shower, then put on some casual clothes consisting of long pants and a black t-shirt.

He even planned to have breakfast outside.

Coming out of his room, his expression became strange as he found his aunt on the first floor, sitting on the sofa with her eyes closed like a meditating person.

She obviously woke up early. Her hair was still wet which meant she had taken a shower.

Today, she was wearing a closed levis jacket but she rolled the sleeves up past her elbows.

Oliver was a bit unsure how to meet her. He wondered if she was angry with him now.

Even so, he still walked towards her.

Only, she didn't open her eyes even when he arrived in front of her.

Of course, there was no way she was unaware of his existence. After all, she should have heard the sound of his footsteps.

"Aunt!" In the end, Oliver took the initiative to call out to her.

Fortunately, she actually opened her eyes.

However, unlike usual, she turned out to be showing an indifferent attitude.

This naturally made Oliver awkward.

"What?" the woman asked in a tone that sounded devoid of any emotion at all.

Oliver had a bit of trouble answering, he was silent for a while before finally being able to reply, "um, I want to take a walk outside."

In the end, he could only say that he was going for a walk.

"If you want to take a walk, you can go, no need to tell me that. It's not like you're a child who needs permission to take a walk," she replied.

She propped herself up on the sofa after saying that and then turned her gaze to her cell phone.

From any angle, it was clear that she wanted to ignore him.

In essence, she was angry with him.

Oliver felt like scratching his head, but doing so would only make him look bad, like a young man who couldn't do anything.

However, did he need to say something to apologize?

It wasn't right either because if he apologized, it would mean admitting that his act of stealing the flashdisk was wrong.

He could not consider it a wrongful act because he was only struggling to find out who caused his parents' accident.

"Well, then I'm leaving, aunt!" he said after a while before taking a step outside the mansion.

He did not talk about his actions, but left in a way as if there was no problem between them.

Apparently when he left, Miya turned her gaze towards him, knitting her brows slightly.

She stayed in that posture for a while until he arrived at the side of the door.

When he got there, she suddenly spoke. "I will let you avenge the death of your own parents. However, there are parts where I have more rights than you. Remember not to take everything."

Oliver, "..."

He couldn't help but turn back to stare at the woman who was now staring back at him.

When he looked at her again, she was surprisingly more relaxed, no longer as cold as before.

This was enough to put him at ease while his head wondered what part she wanted.

Did she mean he could kill Alexander Montclair but the rest of the Montclair Family would be her business.

After all, from the looks of it, she did seem to have a deep hatred for that family when she met the young man at the restaurant.

Was there a grudge between them other than her sister's death?

Oliver could not speculate, but if there was indeed a part to which she was more entitled, he naturally would not take it.

He smiled at her and nodded, turning around again and continuing his steps.

When going out, he only walked, not using a vehicle.

Usually there was security to help escort him to the gate in an electric car, but today those who worked in that field seemed to be on holiday, so he walked leisurely through the complex's sidewalks, continuing to stride like he was living a normal life.

It was just that life around the world had now become abnormal could be clearly seen.

The complex was very quiet now, unlike the usual time in the morning when there would be groups of people exercising or the elderly walking or doing gymnastics in front of their houses.

Sometimes he saw cars, but the drivers seemed to be in a hurry, driving so fast that they almost hit the sidewalk several times.