Immediately, Matthew frowned. 'A Saint Clan of a race, allied with the enemies of the same race...' Thinking about this made him travel back in time.
To the time when he was in the Academy Library. There, he had managed to read a few books that, put together with this new knowledge and what the Dietrich he met in that place where he was receiving his abilities mentioned to him, made him connect the dots.
'Could it be that this Saint Clan is the cause of Dietrich's downfall? A Hill Clan...' Matthew soon gripped his hair tightly as if he wanted to pull it out because of the discomfort he felt.
His family had perhaps been exterminated by a Clan Hill. A Clan from the past, extremely powerful, but he couldn't even remember them.
He was angry with himself and almost lost control, but he quickly got himself under control and sighed.
