On the third floor of the castle, in the reception room.
Aaron and Gandhis talked for another ten minutes before a smile appeared on Aaron's face: "Gandhis, you invited me here, I presume not just for exchanging pleasantries?"
A hint of unnaturalness floated across Gandhis' face, but he quickly confessed, "Yes... Mr. Halsey would like to see you."
As the castle owner, Halsey was obviously at least a Non-human being.
Life force that has not undergone qualitative changes cannot withstand the negative effects of this castle.
"Of course."
Aaron nodded.
Ever since he exposed part of his strength in front of the professor and others, he knew this day would come.
How could the controller of the black market ignore such an important variable as himself?
"Excellent, please wait a moment."
Gandhis hurriedly stood up and walked out.
Not long after, a middle-aged nobleman in aristocratic attire, with brown curly hair and a slightly round face, walked in through the door.
