Ivan waved his hand, manipulating a whiff of Water-type energy particles into mist, sweeping over the lights and plunging the room back into darkness.
He did not speak, curious to see how long this person could keep talking to themselves.
"Ahem, young man." The voice on the other side finally noticed something amiss and hurriedly changed its tone, "Haha, I was just joking to lighten the mood. You can speak now."
Ivan asked, "Who are you?"
"Pearney, I should be your senior. And you are?"
"So it's you, we've met before."
Inside a sealed room in the castle, Pearney stood up involuntarily.
She realized who it was on the other side and inwardly cursed her luck; she remembered that this person seemed to have a decent relationship with Lahr. If he betrayed her, it would be troublesome to find another Secret Method Seal Bead.
"That impolite young fellow, your name's 'Ivan,' right?"
