BXBX NOVEL Chapter 95: Black Cat
While journeys from Tier 4 to Tier 3 cities were comparatively safer, accidents still occurred from time to time.
This was also why the cost of the ticket was so high.
Firstly, they had to travel via a reinforced train known as the Hyperion Express.
It was a custom-built, heavily armored train equipped with heavy weapons like missiles, cannons, and other defensive measures, all in anticipation of encountering swarms of Corrupted.
Furthermore, on this train, even Golden Ranks level people, typically rare in Summit City, served as guards. This just shows the dangerous nature of the world beyond the city's protective barrier.
Because of the the extensive preparation required, the train only made its journey once a month.
After departing in Summit City, it would stop at ten more Tier 4 cities before reaching Green Valley.
Black Cat agreed to act as a personal bodyguard until they reached Green Valley and found a place to stay.
However, Reign had to compensate her with 10,000 credits for the trouble, a fee to which he readily agreed.
If something were to happen to George and Melissa, it would be a hassle for him to find another batch of loyal servants.
Therefore, he considered these expenses as an investment.
***
Outside the Office,
Reign and Black Cat left the office at the same time, their footsteps echoing through the hallway as they made their way back to the public area of the underground base.
It struck Reign as somewhat amusing that he was already on his way to leave the city before he had even had a chance to fully familiarize himself with its ins and outs.
His unprecedented achievements and rapid rise to eligibility for promotion were the envy of many. His nickname, "Rain of Terror," had become legendary, a testament to his fearsome reputation and formidable talent.
Along the way, she remained silent, not uttering a word, and simply minded her own business, her presence very calm and steady.
Even Reign was impressed by her demeanor. He had initially expected her to be more rowdy or rebellious, like Melissa.
However, he found a hint of novelty in the way she carried herself, defying his preconceptions about women associated with criminal organizations.
She knew her place well, refraining from interrupting or offering her opinion during Reign and Byron's conversation.
And even after overhearing a lot of things, Reign didn't sense any inclination from her to intervene or offer her input.
'If all girls were this quiet and kept to themselves, the world would be a better place,' Reign thought to himself.
Comparing Black Cat's serene demeanor to Anna's impulsive attitude was like comparing the tranquil surface of a placid lake with the turbulent rush of a raging river after a storm.
Both are bodies of water, but one offers serenity and peace of mind, while the other presents constant trouble.
Black Cat also noticed that Reign was not the talkative type.
While he had spoken quite a bit in front of Byron, it was mainly to gather information and negotiate a deal. But now, with just the two of them, she didn't even catch Reign turning in her direction.
In a way, she felt that Reign wasn't like other guys at all. Unlike most men, he didn't seem to have lewd thoughts when he looked at her.
Ironically, she was right on the money that Reign was unlike other guys —he wasn't even a human to begin with.
'I don't dislike him,' Black Cat muttered to herself, a smile tugging at her lips.
Finally, she had found someone who wasn't easily swayed by her physical appearance.
'Did she just smile?' Reign mused inwardly, his field of vision so wide that he didn't even have to turn his head to observe his surroundings.
***
Summit City- Avenia Tower 1
The sound of running water filled the bathroom, accompanied by a gentle mist that formed because of the temperature.
Within the shower glass cover stood a woman of beauty, her figure perfect and her skin flawless.
As she washed her short golden hair, water droplets danced over her body, accentuating her irresistible charm.
She wasn't doing anything sexual, yet the natural curves of her body made her every movement erotic.
Once finished bathing, she emerged from the shower with a radiant skin, akin to white silk beneath her gentle touch.
She walked slowly toward the large mirror, revealing a drop-dead gorgeous face that would make any man fantasize.
As she brushed her white teeth. Her smile was so impeccable that it appeared as if she had undergone surgery to achieve such perfection.
However, her facial beauty required no enhancement; she was simply born with it. It was as though when God was showering good genes, she had won the lottery multiple times over.
This woman was Cyril, the same girl Reign had encountered a few hours ago, known by the code name Black Cat.
After she finished her preparation in the bathroom, she stepped out and was immediately greeted by her walk-in closet.
It was filled with a collections of clothing, bags, and accessories, all of which looked expensive.
One might assume that she acquired all these items after earning well from her missions with the Veiled Nights. But, the truth was that she was already wealthy even before joining the organization.
She selected an elegant silver dress, its length falling just above the knee, and paired it with black low-heeled sandals adorned with a butterfly design. Being already tall, she opted against wearing high heels.
Next, she wore a thin white gold necklace, its pendant crafted from a black diamond-like material.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
A knocking sound echoed on the door that separated the walk-in closet from the bedroom.
Soon after, a lady around 50 years old entered and began styling Cyril's hair, adding extensions to make it much longer.
When everything was done, Cyril looked even more stunning and beautiful.
The fact that she had intentionally cut her hair shorter to appear less attractive spoke volumes about her natural beauty.
If before she looked like an exceptionally gorgeous woman, now her overall appearance had elevated even further to the point where a select few, who were both crazy and desperate enough, would be willing to risk it all for the chance to spend a single night with her.
Even Reign would be hard-pressed to pick who was more beautiful between Anna and her, judging solely by pure appearance without any bias.
"Miss Cyril, the car is already waiting outside," the lady spoke up, presenting her with a limited edition bag worth 2,000,000 credits.
The bag exuded luxury, with its iconic monogram canvas adorned with the LB logo in gold lettering. Its sleek design and impeccable craftsmanship reflected the epitome of elegance and sophistication
With the bag in her soft hands, its value and beauty seemed to skyrocket .
"Tell them I'm coming," Cyril replied with a forced smile.
Though she looked really beautiful tonight, a closer look into her eyes revealed a hint of sadness lurking within them.