Knock, knock, knock.
–"Come in."
At the end of that sweet voice we walked inside the ornate manor and I was greeted by two familiar figures cuddling each other, like high school lovers which made me frown my brows.
"Ahem."
After Luke fake cough the two separated and I could perfectly see them now.
The first was a really beautiful woman who looked to be in her late twenties, even though she is over fifty, that is the blessing of having mana. She had long purple hair together with a pair of matching eyes, white pale skin on her slightly busty figure. She was Ariana Heller Evester.
The next was a man who made my heart burn with rage since he was my father, but I couldn't do anything to him because he was too strong to fight a weakling like me.
He had all the facial traits of an Evester and he looked like he was in his mid-thirties, but I knew he was seventy–four this year. He was a feet taller than Luke and had a fine smooth skin.
