Awakening The Only SSS-Rank Class! Now Even Dragons Obey Me

"Purple-ranked dungeon on Merisia Island. There's no detailed information available yet, but it's believed to contain a Chaos Crystal."

"According to reliable sources, the National Federation is expected to assign eight entry slots to eight guilds, with each being allowed to send in one team."

Daniel read through the news slowly, and with every sentence, his surprise grew.

A purple-ranked dungeon was equivalent to an S-rank, and that alone made it incredibly important — enough to involve direct action from the National Federation.

But what truly caught him off guard was the mention of a Chaos Crystal. What even was a Chaos Crystal?

He tried searching it up, but was met with a "restricted access" warning.

So he went back to the post and began reading the comments below, hoping someone might have mentioned something useful. He even tried leaving a comment himself, but the moment he typed "Chaos Crystal," his ability to comment was disabled for a whole week.

That left him with no choice but to just keep scrolling through replies, hoping someone with more access had written something informative.

Unfortunately, the answer was no. Still, it wasn't a complete failure — after reading dozens of comments, he managed to get a vague idea of what the Chaos Crystal was.

Apparently, it was something necessary for national-rank Awakened to power up. In order to push past their limits, national-level Awakened needed Chaos Crystals.

And it seemed the crystal had other properties too, but Daniel couldn't figure out what they were.

He kept reading the rest of the article, hoping to see if the guild entry times had been confirmed — and luckily, they had.

The National Awakened Federation was planning to announce the selected guilds next month, each of which would receive a single team slot to enter.

The actual entry would happen sometime after the Dragon and Phoenix Gathering. No reason had been given for the delay.

"Chaos Crystal… I don't think it's useful to me yet, but my instincts are screaming at me to get it… But how? There's no way I'm reaching S-rank in just a few months," Daniel muttered as he closed the online community and flopped back onto his bed.

Even though he'd grown at an explosive pace recently, he was still very aware of his own limits. There was no way he could push himself to S-rank that quickly.

"Forget it," he decided. It wasn't something he could get involved in anyway.

He decided to nap — a short three-hour rest — and when he woke up, he headed out to join the two girls and his mother.

They also looked like they had just woken up and were watching their favorite drama series.

Daniel sat down with them and watched for a while. After the episode ended, Alice asked if they could play some cards — which they did for a bit.

Eventually, it was already getting dark. This time, their mother refused to let them order out and made some homemade sandwiches instead.

Daniel didn't particularly like them, but he had no choice but to eat.

After that, they talked a bit about the upcoming court hearing, and Daniel asked about their lawyer.

"Lawyer? We don't have one," Leia replied calmly.

"You don't have a lawyer? What do you mean you don't have a lawyer?" Daniel felt like he must've misheard her.

How could they possibly not have a lawyer? As far as he knew, legal representation was a requirement in Awakened Court.

This was a custody case involving an Awakened — normal courts wouldn't even take such a case.

And from what he knew, Awakened Court was extremely strict. Without a lawyer, how were they planning to win?

"Well, I didn't think we'd need one. The head of the Awakened Association sent a lawyer to help get us out of holding, and that same lawyer said he'd personally handle the custody case," Leia explained.

"I see…" Daniel let out a breath of relief. If that was true, then there was nothing to worry about.

Still, Mr. August has helped me out a lot. I should make sure to thank him before we move to the capital, he thought, and then spent some more time with his family before heading back to his room.

Tomorrow, he planned to take the girls out for training again, and he also needed to spar with all his Fallen once more to get a better grasp of his current strength.

If all went well, he'd challenge the second floor of the Tower in three days.

He laid his head on the pillow and slowly drifted off to sleep.

But tonight wouldn't be a peaceful one.

Around 3 a.m., a breeze quietly blew open the windows.

But it wasn't just the wind… Through the bedroom windows of Alice, Tiana, and their mother, three figures dressed entirely in black slipped into the house.

The three looked at each of the sleeping girls but ignored them, silently leaving the rooms.

At the same time, the front door creaked open — the entire lock had been melted through.

Three more black-clad figures entered the living room through the door.

"There were only three women in the rooms," said one of them, their voice sounding neither male nor female.

"The target must be in one of the other rooms. Search the entire house," said the one who appeared to be the leader, also in a genderless voice.

The others nodded silently and immediately began moving.

Despite their speed, not a single sound came from their footsteps — like they were ghosts. Their presence didn't even cast a shadow.

They checked each room one by one, including the bathrooms and empty storage spaces.

Until finally, they found their target.

They opened the door and entered. Using some unknown method, the location was quickly communicated to the rest of the group.

All of the black figures headed that way. Three of them entered the room while the rest remained outside. Two others stayed near the women's rooms to make sure nothing went wrong.

"So this is our target. A handsome boy with white hair… Daniel Noir."

"There's no other man in the house," one of them confirmed. The three exchanged glances and nodded.

One of them pulled out a rope, another a full packet of pills, dumping them onto the table next to the bed. The last one drew a knife.

It looked like a simple blade — but it was actually an A-rank item.

This knife wouldn't leave surface wounds. It only caused internal injuries.

For example, if you slashed someone's throat, the organs and inner tissues would be torn apart, but the skin itself would remain untouched.

They were going to stage this as a suicide.

"You can blame yourself… for getting involved with the wrong people."