This is why, even when Wilhelm was already 100 years old, his outer appearance was still that of a ten-year-old boy.
It was all because of the blood clan's curse of immortality.
The purer the blood, the stronger the curse of immortality.
Thus, it wasn't really strange if some races said that the blood clan was a perverted clan.
Wilhelm looked at Jake, who became someone else's puppet, and suddenly felt that maybe this was karma or something.
He also often made someone from the celestial race as his puppets, but he didn't think the grandson of his current contractor would also become someone else's puppet.
What a joke.
Wilhelm couldn't help but pout and looked at Jake with pity and a hint of disgust to whoever made the fine young man into a high-class puppet.
He liked to turn people into puppets and puppets into people, but he would never do that to his fellow clansmen.
