"The betrayer of mankind..."
After seeing Annan off, Nolan sat alone in the basement seat and poured himself a cup of emerald-green wine, staring at its surface and muttering softly.
His expression was very complex.
No wonder he had not obtained any information about Nicholas.
Contrary to his outward indifference.
Even before Annan mentioned the matter—indeed, even before Tan Juan went to Frostwater Harbor—old Nolan had begun to suspect Nicholas.
Because the intelligence on Nicholas was just too clean.
He had confirmed it through various means.
He did not know why Nicholas had not died, nor why he had come to Nolan, nor how he had crossed the national border... He even did not know how much he had brought with him or whether his power was stronger or weaker than before.
But there was one thing he could be sure of.
This man was indeed the Nicholas who "died" over a hundred years ago.
