"What do you mean by this?" Paul gritted his teeth while holding the pain. He never thought that the head butler was going to do something like this. "I have some suspicions about a mole in this place, but to think the mole is you…"
The Head Butler, who was also a Spirit Grandmaster like him, snorted without saying anything.
"You are unqualified to be a butler. To think you would point your sword at your ma—" Before Paul could finish his words, he felt a jolt in his body as he fell to his knees. "This is…"
"As expected, it seems if you don't take it directly, it is less effective and takes a long time to get affected." The butler narrowed his eyes.
'I can't even move a muscle?' Paul gritted his teeth, never expecting the poison to be this powerful. He realized that the poison came through his slash after the sword grazed him, but even so, this was still too much, considering he had been using his Spiritual Energy around that area.
