Chapter 126: Meeting Requiem IRL
Xavier headed down to the basement parking, still smirking from what happened earlier. Seraphina’s voice still lingered in his head, soft and teasing. But he shook it off.
Time for the next mission.
His black bike was waiting like a beast under the dim lighting. Sleek. Heavy. Loud. He jumped on it, tapped the display, and revved the engine once. The screen blinked to life, synced with his visor, and the whole floor echoed with that deep mechanical growl.
He slid his helmet on, flicked his wrist, and zipped out of the tower.
The roads were quieter now. Sky-floaters buzzed above, neon billboards lighting up the dark with scandalous ads and news still blasting Xavier Level 100 – Fastest Player in Galaxy! like a damn global achievement.
Took him fifteen minutes to reach the district Oliver lived in—some high-tier condo zone on the east belt. The moment he rolled up, he saw Oliver already waiting outside his mansion. Black jacket, dark pants, arms folded. Looked like he’d been waiting.
"Took your sweet time," Oliver said, sliding behind Xavier without a word.
"You could’ve walked."
"I value my knees."
Oliver tapped the side of Xavier’s bike screen, syncing in the destination. A small red dot blinked on the city grid. A low-tier street, hidden behind a scrapyard district. Xavier narrowed his eyes at the location.
"This where he lives?"
"Yeah. Studio apartment. Backlane near the old district. Guy keeps it low."