As Sion handed over the registration papers, his mind processed not just the hidden observer—but the broader implications.
In this world… the System was new. Unheard of. Unseen. And entirely unique to him, Sweety, Nyx… and those few like Aris and Sweety who had crossed from the modern world.
These people—adventurers, guild officials, even the hidden assassin upstairs—they didn't know about system interfaces, skill notifications, automated status windows. Their understanding of power relied on bloodlines, mana control, raw skill, or divine blessings… not structured, data-driven advancement.
He was the anomaly. The outsider with an advantage no one here understood.
His eyes briefly flicked to the concealed woman again. She might've sensed his presence, his dangerous aura—but she couldn't possibly know why he was different.
And that made him more dangerous than they realized.
Sweety's playful voice chimed in his mind.
"Master, don't forget… in this world, your system isn't just a cheat. It's your biggest secret."
Sion smirked faintly.
"Let them stay ignorant, for now."
Nyx, oblivious to the system itself but attuned to her master's mood, chuckled.
"They're staring, Master… but they're all blind."
Sion's sharp, cold eyes drifted back to the receptionist as he completed the process.
Inside… the hidden woman observed. Curious. Interested.
But she, like the rest, couldn't see the truth that lingered beneath his skin—the swirling algorithms, the soul-bound notifications, the System guiding him step by step… to domination.
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Sion completed his registration, accepting the dull, silver Guild Token the receptionist handed