In the end it is all a game ( silver wolf X reader)

chapter 21: xianzhou luofu arc

It had been two weeks since the Stellaron crisis on Jarilo-VI had been resolved. The Astral Express had done their part, rallying the people of Belobog and quelling the chaos. But in the shadows, the Stellaron Hunters had seized their prize, the Stellaron itself.

In the quiet control room of the Stellaron base, Silver Wolf pull out her Prometheus panel, her gum popping lazily as she manipulated the device’s aether-editing functions. She wasn’t alone—Kafka stood nearby, watching her work, her gaze steady and calculating.

With a few quick gestures, Silver Wolf connected the Prometheus panel to the Astral Express's communication systems. The device hummed to life as Silver Wolf adjusted the settings, ensuring the holographic projection would reach the ship’s crew. In the blink of an eye, Kafka’s image appeared in front of them, clear and precise, as though she were right there in the room.

Silver Wolf maintained her casual air, her fingers still tapping away on the controls, as Kafka began to speak. The hologram flickered slightly before stabilizing, and Kafka’s voice echoed through the communication line, explaining the situation: A Stellaron burst had recently struck the Xianzhou Luofu, and the authorities there were mistakenly blaming the Stellaron Hunters. Kafka’s companion, Blade, had been captured by the Cloud Knights, and she needed the crew of the Astral Express to help clear their names and prevent the Stellaron from spreading further.

As Kafka spoke, Silver Wolf didn’t break her focus. She manipulated the Prometheus panel, fine-tuning the projection to ensure the message was transmitted with perfect clarity to the crew of the Astral Express. Her gum snapped as she absentmindedly adjusted the coordinates for the Xianzhou Luofu. The choice was now in the hands of the Astral Express crew—intervene and help, or stay out of the conflict.

As the last flicker of the hologram dissipated, Silver Wolf stretched, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. She leaned back in her chair, feeling the hum of the Prometheus panel slowly fade into the background. With a languid stretch, she casually moved over to the nearby couch and dropped herself onto it, her gum popping as she relaxed.

Kafka, who had been standing nearby, gave Silver Wolf a knowing smile. She raised a hand in acknowledgment, the image of her still lingering in the space as the communication connection lingered for a moment.

Kafka: [Standing nearby, arms crossed, her usual faint smirk on her lips] impressive work as always. Thanks, Silvey.

Silver Wolf gave a lazy shrug, blowing another bubble with her gum before popping it.

Silver wolf: Don't sweat it, after all it's all a day's work, right?

She grins lazily, her eyes half-closed, clearly satisfied with her contribution.

Kafka: [Amused] You make it sound so easy. Not everyone could pull off projecting a secure hologram across light-years, and intercepting any surveillance attempts in real-time. You sure you’re not showing off a little?

Silver Wolf: [Smirking, blowing another bubble] Showing off? Nah. This is just... Tuesday for me.

She stretches, kicking her feet up on the table as Kafka approaches, her usual composed demeanor in place.

Kafka: [Casually, leaning on the couch armrest] How’s Y/n doing? Any changes in him after finishing his role and accomplishing his goal?

Silver Wolf: [Pausing for a moment, her smirk fading slightly] Nothing weird has happened to him yet. He’s still acting like himself, even though...

Kafka: [Noting the hesitation, tilts her head] Even though?

Silver Wolf: [Shrugging, her tone slightly quieter] Someone important to him is gone. You’d think it would’ve changed him, shaken him, but... it’s like he’s locked it all away. Still the same dense, stubborn idiot as always.