Unholy Player-Chapter 66: Farming Merit

"Okay, thank you," Adyr replied with a calm smile and ended the call.

He turned to Niva, who was watching him with anxious eyes. "As I guessed, it was Victor. He wants to meet at the cafeteria tomorrow morning," he said casually as he sat back down and resumed his meal.

His lie was flawless, delivered with perfect ease. But Niva didn’t look entirely convinced. She had that sixth sense women were known for, something that told her something wasn’t quite right. Still, with no clear sign of deception to hold onto, she chose not to press the issue. Instead, she nodded and joined her brother in silence.

They ate their dinner together, sharing light conversation.

Adyr talked about his day, both in this world and the other. He told her about reaching a new kingdom, describing the Velari people and their gentle, friendly nature. He laughed as he recounted how they sat together in a tavern, drinking like they’d been old friends for years.

He made jokes along the way, telling it all like a fantastical children’s story. His tone, timing, and playfulness slowly lifted the tension in the room. He eased her worries and helped her forget the silence that had haunted the house just minutes ago.

By the time night came, both of them headed to their rooms, the evening ending just like any other—quiet, normal, and without suspicion.

—

When morning came and Adyr arrived at the player headquarters, he was greeted at the front desk by Selina. Her dark purple hair was tied back in a ponytail, and she wore a sleek black tracksuit.

"Selina," Adyr said with a calm smile.

To most, that smile would seem completely normal—his usual self. But Selina wasn’t most people. She could sense something underneath, something cold and restless, like smoke curling beneath a still surface.

"I’ve been waiting to give you the details," Selina said, walking beside him as they made their way to the elevator.

Adyr remained silent, so she continued once they began ascending. "There’s nothing to panic about right now. The team is reportedly fine. A few STF members were injured during the attack, but your mother’s expedition group is unharmed. For now, though, they’re stranded."

She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, trying to read even a flicker of emotion. But there was nothing—just that same unreadable expression.

"Do we know who the attackers are?" Adyr asked as they stepped out of the elevator and started down the corridor.

"They’re believed to be part of a terrorist group operating in that region," Selina answered, matching his pace. "The name that came up... is ’Cannibal.’ The STF thinks it’s his gang."

To her surprise, Adyr stopped in his tracks and turned to face her.

When she met his gaze, something flickered behind his eyes, just for a heartbeat. She couldn’t name it—rage, recognition, something deeper—but whatever it was, it wasn’t meant to be seen. It vanished as quickly as it came, leaving behind only the weight of it, heavy and cold. freewēbnoveℓ.com

A chill crept down her spine. Her skin tightened, every hair standing on edge.

"Cannibal?" Adyr asked, one brow raised in calm curiosity, as if the name meant nothing to him.

"Y–" Selina’s voice caught for a second. She cleared her throat and forced the words out. "Yes. Sorry. That’s the name they gave."

"As I said, there’s no immediate danger. Your mother and the expedition team are under protection, and they’ve managed to hold the attackers back. From what I’ve heard, another support unit is already on the way," she added, trying to offer some reassurance, though she still couldn’t read what was behind his perfectly composed exterior.

"I see. Thank you, Selina." Adyr said, offering that same warm, effortless smile.

Selina tried to return it, but her face felt too tight, her muscles too tense. In the end, she just gave a quiet nod.

"Can I ask you a favor?" Adyr said suddenly.

"Sure."

The two walked down the corridor for a few minutes until they reached his room. Adyr stepped inside, took out the notes he had written and hidden yesterday, then handed them to her.

"Can you deliver these to Eren? You should also keep a copy for yourself. It might be useful to you as well."

Selina took the papers and quickly realized what she was holding. They weren’t just notes—they were a detailed explanation of a language she had never seen before. Structured, methodical, and clearly the result of careful study.

"Okay... thank you," she said quietly, still scanning the contents.

Without asking any questions, she turned and left.

—

Adyr didn’t stay in his room for long. Soon after, he left and made his way to the playroom.

Upon arrival, he greeted the doctor and nurse with a calm "Good morning," then added, "Can you call someone from the research department for me? Preferably a linguist. I have something I’d like to share."

The doctor and nurse exchanged a brief look but complied without hesitation. It didn’t take long before Lilian Vide—the same linguist Adyr had spoken with about Latin—and her assistant Mary burst into the room, visibly excited.

"Mr. Adyr, I heard you have something for us," Lilian said, trying to sound composed, though her eagerness was impossible to miss.

"Yes," Adyr replied without wasting time. He pulled out a neatly organized folder containing several pages and handed it to her.

The contents detailed a language rooted in Chinese structure. It was professionally formatted and carefully written—comparable to the Latin presentation he had previously given her, though this one was slightly more limited. Unlike the full versions he had shared with Selina and Eren, this report contained only what was necessary to earn him a reasonable amount of merit. Nothing excessive. Nothing suspicious.

But even that was enough to light a fire in Lilian’s eyes.

She let out a laugh. "Mr. Adyr, when I heard you’d requested a linguist, I expected something that might be worth my time, but..."

She paused, finally tearing her gaze from the pages in her hand. "This is more than worth it. This is a treasure."

Since Adyr had first introduced her to Latin, she had spent nearly all her time attempting to decipher and understand it. His clarity, structure, and the depth of his explanations had left a lasting impression. She had spoken highly of his brilliance across the entire department.

And just when she thought nothing could surpass that first encounter, he had returned—this time with an entirely new language, presented with the same precision, maybe even more.

"I’ll make sure you receive the merit points you deserve," she said before rushing off with the notes, clearly unable to wait another moment to dive into them.

Seeing the linguists rushing out of the room while practically trembling with excitement, Dr. Eliot glanced at Adyr with expectant eyes, silently hoping he might have something for them as well. But he was ignored.

Adyr entered the capsule in complete silence, started the link, and left the room behind him as if nothing there deserved a second thought.