"Names are not important." Mr. Ji said with a smile, as gently as if he were meeting a relative of his own family. "Like this body, it may fool the mediocre, but it cannot deceive the wise."
Although Colin had long suspected that Mr. Ji might have used Duke St. Hilde's corpse to enact a "possession by a spirit", when he actually witnessed the "resurrection" of Duke St. Hilde firsthand and confirmed his previous suspicions, he couldn't help but palpitate.
Even in this transcendent world, such "unscientific" occurrences were somewhat incredulous.
Was arcane magic really this magical?
Or was Mr. Ji just too powerful?
"I didn't expect to meet you at White Dew Fortress, such an honor." Although Colin tried to remain calm, his smile was inevitably a bit stiff.
Honestly, Mr. Ji's appearance was completely beyond his expectations.
And what he hated most was the unexpected.
This legendary figure, who had twice stirred the North Territory with his own power, was not an easy opponent.
