Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 265: The Grand Championship

For the past month, Nora had been unusually restless, unable to connect with her mainframe. Even now, in the open city, she couldn’t establish a link to any satellite. Though she could faintly sense a signal, it was constantly disrupted by some kind of magnetic interference. Still, the chance to connect, even briefly, lifted her mood.

"Please give me a gaming laptop," Eleanor said.

"How many hours will you be needing it for?" the attendant asked.

Eleanor mentally calculated the time left before sunset. "Seven hours, please."

The attendant was momentarily taken aback. Cadets rarely used the internet for long... most browsed for an hour or two before heading off to bars or other amusements. She hesitated, then decided to confirm.

"Miss, do you mean to book a gaming laptop for seven hours? Are you sure? Payment must be made in advance, and we don’t offer refunds. If you’re uncertain, you may wish to reconsider."

"Yes. For seven hours," Eleanor confirmed firmly.

"In that case," the attendant said, adopting a more professional tone, "I’d recommend one of our private rooms on the second floor. According to our policy, guests who spend over a hundred dollars qualify for a private room. For seven hours, you already exceed that amount."

"Is that an option? Thank you!" Eleanor’s eyes brightened... the idea of privacy delighted her. Nora could operate freely without the risk of anyone watching.

"Please, follow me," the attendant said, leading Eleanor upstairs.

The private room was pleasantly modest. A sturdy table, two chairs, and a small couch with a pillow to lie back on. It wasn’t large, but to Eleanor, it felt more than sufficient.

As she settled onto the couch, the attendant handed her a menu and said, "Miss, in the private room, water and carbonated beverages are complimentary. Any other food or drink must be ordered from the menu."

Eleanor glanced through the list and said, "Please bring me the laptop and a cup of Kopi Luwak, thank you."

"That will be one hundred and fifty dollars. Would you like to pay in cash?" the attendant asked.

Eleanor handed over fifteen ten-dollar bills. "Please bring the order along with some plain water. I’ll let you know if I need anything else."

"Of course. There’s a switch on the table... press it if you need assistance." The attendant bowed slightly, then left the room, closing the door softly behind her.

the attendant returned with the coffee, water, and laptop. She arranged everything neatly on the table, connected the charger,

The laptop was already powered on... Nora

show me Freya’s current position? Where is she now?" Eleanor

the screen. Freya was in class, listening attentively as Miss

and watched her for a long while,

broken by Nora’s voice. Freya had already moved on to her second class, and Eleanor’s coffee had long gone cold... though she was still

attention. Most importantly, the kingdom is deep in its election campaign. All poll data remains in your favour. Juliette Blanc hasn’t sent you any

opened on the screen. Eleanor leaned forward, scrolling through the documents carefully,

***

knock on

"Come in," Eleanor said.

her usual polite smile. Eleanor was now seated on the couch; the laptop rested on the table, its screen

your seven hours are up. Do you

heading back.

logged out of every account, erasing all

return,"

Eleanor smiled faintly. "I’ll be heading

for visiting, Miss. Please come again

she walked out of

***

the most anticipated event of the Primary Term. It was a combat tournament open to every cadet, a proving ground where strength, skill, and nerve

honours. The top ten prizes were the richest offered throughout the entire term,

Daniel Tremblay of the School of Swords stood

participate in the qualifying round," he declared, his words boomed in every corner of the

draw. If anyone wishes to withdraw, this is your moment. Once we proceed, no matter who your opponent is... you will

the rows of cadets assembled before him... faces steady, eyes unwavering. No

under his dark moustache.

small table where a tablet device

50, and the second 51 to 100. The numbers began to roll rapidly like tumbling

stopped, the