North of wildfire city, cyberlon Manor.
Under a tall tower, the secluded attic was like a quiet graveyard, with no one around.
Only an old Hound was restlessly licking its paws, wandering back and forth in the distance.
More than three groups of guards were staring at this place. Even the attic had not made any sound.
When the pitch-black light burst out from wildfire city like a chick breaking its eggs, a faint sound came from the ancient attic.
There was a crisp creak.
Then, it fell silent very quickly.
The guards, whose nerves had just been triggered, slightly relaxed their vigilance.
After all,"that Lord" was watching over them.
No matter what, there would not be much trouble.
Thinking of this, they felt much more at ease. However, when they saw the dark light and the rumors about young master Banes that had been circulating in the manor recently, they felt a lot of indescribable panic in their hearts.
"Those are all rumors!"
