Chapter 140
He was sure that despite his withering age, he was countless times more powerful than this bunch of kids, yet he was not able to perform a task as simple as probing. He could easily sense the other children and their levels properly, but for some reason, he was sure that what Oliver was showing was not his true level.
Of course, he had no proof; it was just an intuition of his that made him believe that or think in that direction. Only a gut feeling.
Either Oliver was using an artifact beyond his years, or Sigfor's age was dulling his senses—a thought that both frustrated and concerned him.
If it was the artifact then it was too powerful for his own good.
Sigfor had spent decades battling demons, patrolling borders, and dealing with the deadliest foes. He had spent a major portion of life battling disasters of mankind, he was all too aware of what was and could be classified a danger.
