Beast Hack: Customizing Beasts and Capturing Beauties-Chapter 360: Little Boy!

Fiona turned to her phone, flipping through her stream interface as her drone hovered in place.

She pointed toward the ridge with a smirk. "Hey—did you all see that?"

The camera zoomed back in on the woman in the silver dress, catching her long silver-white hair.

Fiona turned back to the lens, excitement bubbling in her voice.

"That cliff... it's the exact opposite of Beast Castle's position."

She leaned closer. "Could it be that she's from Luxoria Castle?"

Her voice lowered just slightly, teasing.

"But we don't know for sure yet."

"Her face—her name—hasn't been shown anywhere in public files."

She let the silence sit for a beat as the stream chat began to flood with reactions.

Then she added, smirking, "Still… damn, she's beautiful."

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[Beastagram LIVE CHAT – @FionaFlares]

@CrimsonDrake: "WAIT WHO IS THAT?! SHE JUST APPEARED LIKE A QUEEN."

@MoonStrike_03: "That HAS to be Luxoria. The vibe is too elite."

@TamerTrashTalk: "Luxoria playing the mystery card now? That's bold."

@SSBeastHunter: "If she's from Luxoria and she looks like that, I'm switching sides."

@BeastCastleBlood: "Keep simping. Doesn't matter when Beast Castle crushes them."

@SketchesOfStorms: "I NEED fan art of her NOW."

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Fiona held her phone up, showing the chat to the viewers, laughing.

"Yup. My stream's exploding. Everyone's officially obsessed."

She looked back toward the distant ridge, narrowing her eyes.

"No announcement. No escort. No fanfare. Just… presence."

Fiona grinned. "If that's not Luxoria Castle's opening move, I don't know what is."

She adjusted her headset.

"Stay tuned, folks. I think the real show's about to start."

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From across the field, the tension thickened.

Varen Aldren narrowed his eyes, stepping ahead of his group.

He cupped his hands around his mouth and called across the battlefield.

"So... are you from Luxoria Castle?"

The woman didn't answer right away.

Instead, she tilted her head slightly.

Luna's eyes glinted as she replied.

"What, you couldn't figure that out from me standing in the opposite direction?"

She placed one hand on her hip and smiled.

"Or are you just that slow?"

Varen's frown deepened.

"You'd do well to show some respect to your elders."

Luna laughed—cold and graceful.

"You're too old-fashioned, old man. In this era, respect isn't handed out because you've got gray in your beard."

She stepped forward another pace.

"Respect is earned by power. And right now? I don't see any worth giving."

Varen's expression twisted with frustration.

Victor stepped in calmly, placing his hand on Varen's shoulder.

"Let it go."

Varen looked at him, eyes narrowed.

"She's mocking me."

"I know," Victor said without emotion.

"Which is why you should let me handle it."

Varen took a step back, exhaling hard.

"Fine."

Victor turned his head slightly and looked toward Luna.

Luna smiled wider, clearly enjoying herself.

"Smart move."

"Let the younger ones deal with me. You? You're not built for this pace anymore."

She turned slightly, walking back to her place.

She tossed one final glance over her shoulder.

"But don't worry… I'll make sure you feel something before this battle ends."

Behind Victor, Varen clenched his fists.

"Damn you… Luxoria."

But Victor ignored him.

He stepped forward slightly, eyes narrowing as he called out across the battlefield.

"Are you really from Luxoria Castle?"

Luna didn't even stop walking.

"Can't you tell, little boy?"

Victor frowned, his tone sharpening.

"I've never seen your face. Not once."

"Not at an auction, not on Beastagram. Luxoria doesn't parade ghosts."

Luna paused, then slowly turned her head, smirking.

"Do I need to show my face in the past, little boy?"

"Just to prove to the world that I'm from Luxoria Castle?"

She tapped her cheek mockingly.

"Please. My face is too expensive—too valuable—to be seen without purpose."

She turned fully now, voice low and wicked.

"I'm only here because Lord L ordered me to be. Otherwise, I wouldn't waste a second standing around with you… little boy."

Victor's brows twitched.

That calm, calculating look he always wore cracked—just a little.

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He took a breath, but his voice was tighter now.

"I'm twenty-five, damn it. I've led numerous expeditions into sovereign zones and risen as a genius from the Aurelius family."

He pointed.

"You? You're not even twenty, are you?"

Luna grinned wider.

"Yeah, yeah. You've got a few more birthdays under your belt. Big deal."

She walked closer to the edge of her ridge again.

"But experience?" She glanced over.

"I've fought more hidden wars than you've studied books."

"I've broken nobles in the dark while you were still playing with tranquilizer kits."

"For me, Victor… you're just a curious little boy with an attitude."

Victor's jaw clenched.

"Damn you."

Luna winked.

"Too late. You're already losing—and I haven't even moved."

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Back near the edge of the battlefield, Fiona crouches in front of her drone camera.

Her laughter barely suppressed behind her microphone.

"Oh my god—did you guys hear that?!"

She wiped a tear from her eye, still laughing.

"Victor Aurelius just got bodied by Silver Dress Girl!"

"Straight-up cooked like a D-tier tamer in a Sovereign zone!"

Her stream chat exploded.

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[Beastagram LIVE CHAT – @FionaFlares]

@MoonGlaive92: "VICTOR JUST GOT CALLED A LITTLE BOY."

@SketchesOfStorms: "SOMEONE GET HIM A HEALING CORE FOR HIS EGO."

@SilverTamerX: "Wait, WHO IS SHE??"

@EliteViewerEX: "This girl's from Luxoria for sure. The confidence, the dress, the ENERGY."

@RoyalCoreWatcher: "I've watched every Luxoria auction—she's never been on camera. Not once."

@FanficForge: "Okay I ship Silver Dress vs Victor now. Rivals to annihilation."

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Fiona grinned, turning her camera back to face her.

"We still don't know who she is, by the way!"

She pointed toward the distant ridge.

Where Luna had returned to her calm demeanor with her arms crossed.

"No confirmed name, no records, no Beastagram presence. Zero appearances at auctions."

"But she's got the entire field on edge and Victor looking like a failed intern."

She tilted her head with a sly smirk.

"Luxoria Castle always knew how to pick their monsters. And I think we just met one of the silent ones."

She zoomed out, letting her audience take in the wide view of the rising tension between giants.

"This just keeps getting better."