“I-It’s true! Gerald’s become truly horrifying!” cried out the youth, evidently scared to death. “…That… That b*stard! It’s only been a d*mn year! How could he have accumulated that much power in such a short amount of time?! Regardless, the Crawford family will definitely pay a heavy price for this! Where’s Yuvan?!” roared Kort as he trembled in his immense anger. “S-second master!” shouted a subordinate as he staggered over. “I… I found them… I found the second young master’s and butler Moldell’s corpses!” announced the subordinate in between pants. “What?!” yelled the pained Kort in such a loud voice that his shout could probably be heard reverberating across the entire Logan Province. Meanwhile, Dylan was in the main living room within the Crawford manor in Northbay. Feeling the urge to frown all of a sudden, he muttered, “…Could something have happened…? I’ve been feeling flustered a lot for some time now… I just feel as though something is about to happen!” “What on

“From what you’ve just asked, I’m assuming that something happened, Mr. Moldell?” replied Dylan after thinking about it for a while. Hearing that, Parker nodded before saying, “You see, quite a mysterious incident happened to me and my team while we were looking for clues on the Sun League. It’s rather shameful to admit, but for the longest time, my team and I were unable to locate any relevant leads. The Sun League truly is extremely mysterious and powerful to be able to cover up most, if not all, of their tracks!” “Regardless, just when I felt that we had reached a dead end, a mysterious person made his presence known… I say that since we’ve never personally met before… Regardless, from that moment on, he’s provided us with necessary hints on where to go next whenever we got truly stumped. His assistance led us to find the exact clues we needed to proceed. He’s the only reason how we were able to make so much progress in the past half-year. Due to his assisting nature, I assumed

Sensing the immense murderous intent from the Moldell subordinates—who were already starting to take action—Dylan felt his expression change drastically. All this time, he had been extremely reluctant to have any forms of contact with secret societies unless he was absolutely forced to. After all, for all he knew, secret societies were usually both unruly and overbearing. In the end, he did so in order to find out more about the Sun League. Unfortunately, all his worries were now presenting themselves before his very eyes. He remembered, at that moment, that his father had once told him that the Crawford family would always face the risk of getting exterminated. Was what his father had said finally going to happen today? Were they going to meet their end being slaughtered by the Moldell family’s people? The thought of it alone made Dylan gulp slightly. It was at that moment when a loud and rather wild-sounding voice shouted, “I’d like to see for myself who dares to even harm

“The young master’s left the Logan Province hours ago! He’s already arrived at the island!” reported one of Daryl’s many subordinates. “…Young master? What sort of young master, dad?” said Dylan, baffled. “Haha! You’ll know once he arrives,” replied Daryl as he shook his head with a bitter smile on his face. “…Speak of the devil…” added Daryl as he raised his head to look out of the hall. Hearing that, everyone turned to look in the direction Daryl was staring at. Walking toward them from the main square, was a young man donning a black suit. As soon as he got close enough, all the previous subordinates—who were still standing by the door—bowed respectfully as they greeted, “Young master!” “G-Gerald!” shouted both Dylan and Jessica in unison. While Dylan’s lips twitched, overjoyed, Jessica herself was so moved that she ended up covering her mouth. As for the rest of the Crawfords, all of them stared at Gerald, excitement building within them. “It’s been a year, mom… Dad

“…So it turns out that the young master’s body was no longer normal for a while now! No wonder!” said Welson, feeling enlightened. ‘Still… Who exactly was Gerald’s first master…? This Finnley person…? I’ve never heard of him… If Gerald’s body was able to transform this much in just half a year, I wonder what level of training Finnley himself has…’ Daryl thought to himself. A scream brought Daryl’s attention back on Kort as everyone watched the old man fall from mid-air before vomiting blood. “You… You’ve already entered the realm of legends… How… How is this even possible?!” shouted Kort, his shock evident from his tone. As the title suggested, only legends could enter the realm of legends. From what Kort knew, Christopher himself—who had undergone such immense training—had barely been able to enter the realm of legends. Yet here Gerald was! A young man who had managed to achieve the status of great master despite Kort previously deeming him as a person who lacked common sens