Chapter 480: A Fangirl? (2)

Nolan was speechless when she suddenly hugged him.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He wanted to push her away roughly but held back.

Carefully, he tried to push her shoulders away but failed.

Her embrace was too tight, like iron claws.

Letting out a long sigh, he patted her back and said, "Can you move away from me? I can’t breathe."

Sylvia came to her senses and hurriedly stepped back, her face red.

"I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it! Don’t get me wrong!"

She waved her hands frantically, as if afraid Nolan would think she was a cheap woman.

Nolan chuckled softly and shook his head.

"It’s okay. Don’t worry about it. But..."

A playful smile was hidden behind the mask covering his face.

"It’s very funny to see someone as strong as you, Master Tower, acting like that. If other people saw it, I’m sure they’d be surprised."

Sylvia’s embarrassment only grew. She had never expected to meet the Singularity of Chaos, let alone be teased by him.

Of course, she wasn’t angry at all. On the contrary, she felt extremely happy.

After all, the man in front of her was her idol—the person she had always dreamed of meeting.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to die while fighting a catastrophe-level white dragon, her idol appeared and saved her.

For the first time, Sylvia—who had never believed in romantic destiny—believed in it completely.

"Ahem!" Sylvia composed herself, then bowed her head toward him. "Thank you for saving me, Singularity of Chaos. If it weren’t for you, I and the Kingdom of Kaldarion would have been destroyed. Truly... thank you."

Her face showed a mixture of fear and relief.

The power of a catastrophe-level monster was something she couldn’t handle, let alone the Kingdom of Kaldarion on its own.

If the monster had gone out of control, it wouldn’t have been just the Kingdom of Kaldarion—the entire northern continent could have been split in two by the white dragon’s rampage.

Fortunately, the monster was stopped in time, and all of Sylvia’s worries were erased.

"It’s okay." Nolan waved his hand. "Earlier, I found you in a rather pitiful state. But as the saying goes,

’Every cloud has a silver lining.’

You managed to break through to the legendary realm of mages. Congratulations."

Sylvia’s eyes widened. She hastily checked her body, and sure enough, she felt tremendous power surging within her.

If her power had once been like an ocean, now it was like seven oceans combined.

The difference was vast—like heaven and earth.

"H-How is this possible? How did I break through to the legendary realm?" Sylvia asked, looking dazed.

It wasn’t that she doubted her own talent, but breaking through to the realm Beyond the World was almost impossible.

The odds were only one in two hundred billion. That meant that out of every two hundred billion people, only one could succeed.

Sylvia was confident in her talent, but she also knew she wasn’t the most gifted person on the continent.

There was still that old woman—the leader of the Academy of Fallen Stars—whose talent was slightly above hers.

Moreover, many powerful individuals were still hiding from the world.

Then she remembered the Singularity of Chaos in front of her and stared at him in shock.

"Don’t tell me you’re the one who helped me break through this realm, Singularity of Chaos."

Nolan didn’t deny it. "Yes, I helped you. However, everything else—"

Before he could finish, Sylvia bowed her head and interrupted him.

"Thank you! Thank you, Singularity of Chaos! I will remember your kindness forever! I can give you anything in return!"

Nolan fell silent at her exaggerated reaction. He couldn’t help comparing the woman in front of him with the Sylvia in his memory.

’Are they really the same person? Or has Sylvia been attacked by dragons so many times that she’s changed this much?’

The more he thought about it, the more absurd the idea seemed.

Although Sylvia appeared different, Nolan had examined her body and found no injuries.

This meant her fanatical attitude toward him had been there from the beginning.

It was just that she had never met him before, so those feelings had never been expressed.

’Hah... Being popular is really troublesome. It’s a good thing I hide my identity from everyone. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a problem if my fans came to the palace and disturbed my leisure time?’

Nolan put on a helpless expression.

If Elina heard him, she would surely roll her eyes and tease,

"Brother, you’re so narcissistic!"

"Didn’t I tell you not to overdo it?" Nolan sighed deeply. "There’s no need to thank me. The truth is, most of it was due to your own talent. So don’t thank me."

But would Sylvia accept that? Of course not.

She greatly admired the Singularity of Chaos, to the point of fanaticism.

Moreover, Sylvia had been trying for years to break through the Beyond the World level, yet the result was always the same—failure.

Therefore, she was completely convinced, one hundred percent, that everything that had happened was thanks to the man standing in front of her.

Nolan no longer knew how to convince her. In the end, he gave up and chose to change the subject.

"Since you’re awake, I have to go."

He turned and was about to step out of the cave when Sylvia suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Wait, Singularity of Chaos!"

Nolan was startled and turned back in confusion. "What is it?"

Sylvia blushed, bit her lower lip, then whispered, "Don’t you want to stay the night... with me?"

As she spoke, she hesitantly opened the collar of her gown.

At that moment, the sight of her full, white cleavage caught Nolan’s eye.

Nolan: "..."

Was this really the majestic, elegant, and indifferent Master of the Tower?

Why was she acting like a seductive girl from a brothel?

Meanwhile, Sylvia felt so embarrassed that her face grew even redder, as if all the blood in her body had rushed to her head.

For the first time in her life, she was acting like a slut, a figure she had always despised.

However, she had no other choice. She truly liked, even loved, the Singularity of Chaos.

She had wanted to meet him for a long time but never had the chance.

And now, that man was standing right in front of her. It was impossible for her to simply let him go.

Even if it meant giving up her innocence, she did not mind at all.

"Are you sure?" Nolan’s playful voice snapped Sylvia out of her reverie.

She nodded firmly and replied weakly, "Yes, I’m sure."

"Then don’t regret it, okay?"

After saying that, Nolan carried her in his arms and brought her to the crystal stone where Sylvia had been lying earlier.

Overwhelmed by embarrassment, Sylvia closed her eyes, her heart filled with panic, fear, excitement, and anticipation.

Nolan laid her down gently, and Sylvia waited in silence.

Second after second passed, yet she felt nothing from Nolan.

Just as she was about to open her eyes, she felt a light touch on her forehead.

Sleepiness washed over her, and before she could resist it, she fell asleep on the spot.

Nolan shook his head and whispered,

’Even though I’m happy to have a fangirl like Sylvia, I won’t take advantage of her for my own gain.’

Then he turned around and disappeared from view.