"Contractor, all the elements are in place. You may begin the ritual."
Hearing the voice of the Stumbling Demon that was his third contract spirit, Simon looked at the dying tower guardian and nodded.
Had it finally come to this?
Was this finally the moment after so many years of preparation?
Simon's hand trembled slightly.
Although there were some twists and turns, the plan was finally on track.
Soon, his dream of more than 20 years would be realized, and the Walde family's 1,000-year-old wish would be fulfilled.
It was completed through his hands.
Under Simon's will, mana was stripped off the tower guardian's body for the last time and gradually turned into a black sphere that floated in the air.
Simon raised his hand and clenched it in the direction of the black sphere.
