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The next morning, Logan stirred awake.

His mind was still heavy from the aftermath of the intense sessions they’d shared the previous night.

Daenerys had drained him completely.

Logan sat up slowly and stared blankly ahead for a few quiet seconds before finally gathering himself.

He glanced to the side, then frowned slightly.

Daenerys was... shivering?

"Daenerys?" he called out, but received no reply.

"What’s going on?" Logan was taken aback.

Quickly, he reached out and pressed his hand lightly against her forehead.

Her skin burned beneath his touch.

’She’s burning up...’

The previous night, Daenerys had been far too energetic. Yet now, she was suddenly sick?

Logan was stunned by the development. Besides, Daenerys was at the Origin King rank.

At such a level, getting sick should have been impossible.

Logan didn’t want to sit there drowning in questions.

He got out of bed and headed into the kitchen, grabbing a towel and soaking it in warm water before returning to the room.

Cradling Daenerys gently in his arms, he placed the towel atop her head and softly brushed a few strands of hair away from her face.

"Daenerys?" he called again, his voice low and steady.

He was supposed to resume classes today, but that could wait.

"Daenerys?"

This time, Daenerys finally opened her eyes.

She glanced at Logan weakly, a faint exhaustion lingering in them, before letting out a quiet sigh. A wry smile tugged at her lips.

"Sorry I have to trouble you," she said softly, forcing herself upright.

Logan helped her sit at the edge of the bed.

After making sure she could support herself properly, he looked at her, wanting to speak yet holding himself back at the same time.

"You want to know how possible it is for an Origin King to fall sick?" Daenerys asked with a faint smile.

"It’s that easy to read me, huh..." Logan replied with a helpless nod.

Daenerys coughed lightly before finally answering.

"Well... it happened some time ago. After exploring a unique Origin Gate, I obtained a technique left behind by a mysterious expert."

Logan furrowed his brows, his interest immediately piqued.

A frustrated sigh echoed inside his heart.

’Fuck this novel...’

He already knew this was another script that hadn’t originally been part of what he wrote.

Listening closely, he heard Daenerys continue.

"The technique is a Yin-Yang technique that can increase the grade of one’s Origin Ability."

Her words landed like a bomb.

Logan felt his heart turn cold instantly.

Such a terrifying Origin Technique actually existed?

How was that even possible?

Thinking over it...

It completely defied the laws of the world.

His eyes grew solemn as he imagined the horrifying potential hidden within the technique.

With it, one’s Origin Ability would no longer remain shackled to the rank they awakened with. It could continue evolving beyond its natural limit.

His breathing turned slightly heated as another thought surfaced in his mind.

’Could this Origin Technique make an SSS-rank Origin Ability evolve into God-grade?’

Logan immediately felt tempted to test it himself.

But first, he needed to hear everything Daenerys had to say.

He turned toward her again.

Taking his silence as a sign that he’d finally finished spiraling through his thoughts, Daenerys continued.

"Of course, I thought the technique was fake all this while."

"Why’s that?" Logan interrupted gently.

"The technique requires a special trigger." Daenerys paused briefly, as though searching for the right words. "According to the description, it can only work when two people’s yin-yang symbols align perfectly."

"Hmm?" Logan frowned slightly, puzzled by the concept.

Daenerys smiled wryly once more.

"I never felt a connection with anyone I encountered in the past. However, the moment I laid eyes on you..."

She lifted her gaze to meet his, her dark eyes locking onto his own.

"It was as though something connected between us. I found myself uncontrollable in... ’that’ aspect." Daenerys finally explained.

A quiet look of understanding flashed across Logan’s face.

He finally understood why Daenerys kept... coming to him.

Although he knew he’d written her to be somewhat crazy in that regard, he also knew she wasn’t the type to recklessly throw herself at just any man.

In essence, it was only because of that strange connection that she initiated the sexual intercourse between them in the first place.

Logan suddenly recalled that she’d already disappeared by the time he woke up that morning.

Most likely, she had gone to test the effects of the technique.

"Surprisingly, the technique works perfectly with you, and I could feel my control over my summoning path increasing."

Daenerys paused briefly before adding, "I think it’s due to my Origin Path advancing to SSS-rank that I’m feeling slightly feverish."

Hearing her explanation, Logan fell silent.

It all sounded too good to be true.

Did the technique take something from him?

He hadn’t noticed any changes within his own body, so did that mean the technique only worked on women?

Even if that were the case, this technique had already opened an entirely new world of possibilities for Logan. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

If his guess was correct, then this wouldn’t be the only technique of its kind. There were likely others hidden somewhere in the world.

Still, he couldn’t shake the feeling that the technique concealed far more than it revealed.

"Did the technique mention any side effects?" Logan asked curiously.

Daenerys tried recalling the contents of the technique.

"It’s supposed to work both ways. There was no mention of any side effects."

Hearing Daenerys’ answer, Logan sank into deep thought once more.

Perhaps, because his Origin Ability was already at SSS-rank, it simply required a much longer period of time to evolve further...

If that was truly the case, then everything made sense.

But he still couldn’t be completely certain.

"We’ll talk about this later," Logan said, closing the topic after noticing the exhaustion on her face.

"Logan..." Daenerys called softly, staring directly into his eyes. "Aside from the technique, I truly fancy you as a man. My man."

Something shifted faintly inside Logan’s chest, though his expression remained calm.

"Just get some rest for now. Your Origin Ability is still evolving," he replied, smoothly changing the topic.

Did he love Daenerys?

He liked her straightforwardness, but love...

For now, there was only one woman Logan truly loved.

The thought of that changing anytime soon never even crossed his mind, leaving him uncertain of what exactly he felt toward Daenerys.

’Just keep moving forward and see where this leads us...’ Logan decided silently.

In essence, it was only because of that strange connection that she initiated the sexual intercourse between them in the first place.

Logan suddenly recalled that she’d already disappeared by the time he woke up that morning.

Most likely, she had gone to test the effects of the technique.

"Surprisingly, the technique works perfectly with you, and I could feel my control over my summoning path increasing."

Daenerys paused briefly before adding, "I think it’s due to my Origin Path advancing to SSS-rank that I’m feeling slightly feverish."

Hearing her explanation, Logan fell silent.

It all sounded too good to be true.

Did the technique take something from him?

He hadn’t noticed any changes within his own body, so did that mean the technique only worked on women?

Even if that were the case, this technique had already opened an entirely new world of possibilities for Logan.

If his guess was correct, then this wouldn’t be the only technique of its kind. There were likely others hidden somewhere in the world.

Still, he couldn’t shake the feeling that the technique concealed far more than it revealed.

"Did the technique mention any side effects?" Logan asked curiously.

Daenerys tried recalling the contents of the technique.

"It’s supposed to work both ways. There was no mention of any side effects."

Hearing Daenerys’ answer, Logan sank into deep thought once more.

Perhaps, because his Origin Ability was already at SSS-rank, it simply required a much longer period of time to evolve further...

If that was truly the case, then everything made sense.

But he still couldn’t be completely certain.

"We’ll talk about this later," Logan said, closing the topic after noticing the exhaustion on her face.

"Logan..." Daenerys called softly, staring directly into his eyes. "Aside from the technique, I truly fancy you as a man. My man."

Something shifted faintly inside Logan’s chest, though his expression remained calm.

"Just get some rest for now. Your Origin Ability is still evolving," he replied, smoothly changing the topic.

Did he love Daenerys?

He liked her straightforwardness, but love...

For now, there was only one woman Logan truly loved.

The thought of that changing anytime soon never even crossed his mind, leaving him uncertain of what exactly he felt toward Daenerys.

’Just keep moving forward and see where this leads us...’ Logan decided silently.

The thought of that changing anytime soon never even crossed his mind, leaving him uncertain of what exactly he felt toward Daenerys.

’Just keep moving forward and see where this leads us...’ Logan decided silently.