Harvey took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. His bleary eyes traced the chiseled lines on the large black door in front of him. So majestic, so cold.Silent. There was no sound other than his own breathing. Memories surfaced. The last time he stood here, he too looked up like this. Staring at the same door. Feeling the same atmosphere.But this time was different. Harvey lowered his gaze slightly. His eyes dimmed, as if he could see something behind the door-something that had been waiting for him for a long time. "That thing is behind this door," he muttered, his voice almost drowned out by the silence.Time had passed, many years.And yet, the memories lingered. Haunting. It stirs his heart. Harvey raised his hand. Slowly, his fingers almost touched the cold, solid surface of the door. Then, he stopped.Doubt crept over him. His hand hung in the air, his breath held.A touch. Gentle, but enough to stop her movement. Harvey turned his head. It was a woman. A neat uniform wrapped a

Seeing Paul's friendly reaction to Harvey, Beck froze in place. His mouth opened slightly, and his eyebrows knitted together in confusion. His head tilted slightly, trying to understand what had just happened. “What exactly is going on? Why is Mr. Paul acting like this?” Her mind was filled with doubt and disbelief.Meanwhile, Paul flashed a big smile, his expression instantly changing from stressful to enthusiastic. His hand stretched out, grasping Harvey's hand tightly, shaking it with unstoppable fervor. “Oh, Mr. Harvey! I really didn't expect to see you here.” His voice was full of reverence, as if the man's presence was a big surprise that he was looking forward to.Paul looked at Harvey with enthusiastic eyes, his lips forming a smile that was almost difficult to hide. His eyes were sparkling, like someone who had finally met the person he had been waiting for. Paul's shoulders were slightly forward, his body filled with an almost unstoppable energy of excitement.“I'm very plea

Beck gasped at Harvey and Paul's words. As if he had just been struck by lightning, he raised his head, his eyes widened in shock. "Sir..." A soft voice escaped his lips, barely audible. His brows bent downward, his expression filled with panic and disbelief.With a hasty movement, Beck stepped forward, as if to approach Paul. "This is not right, Mr. Paul! Please, let me keep working here."His tone changed, full of resignation. "This is just a misunderstanding. I'm doing all this because I'm doing my job to the best of my ability. You know how I always put a lot of effort into my work." His gaze pleaded, his voice trembling delicately. "I'm even careful..."Paul's eyes remained cold, not showing the slightest sympathy. In fact, the look in his eyes grew sharper, narrowing as his trust in Beck faded. "You've gone too far." His voice was firm, almost emotionless. "With such ease, you spread rumors that have no evidence whatsoever."Paul sighed, as if holding back the irritation that wa

Carmen widened her eyes. Her breath caught as she realized the origin of the dagger. Duskvale... the kingdom?Her hands trembled slightly. She glanced back at the black object inside the glass case. The dark aura pulsing around it seemed to confirm that this was not just any ordinary relic. "The time of the Duskvale kingdom..." she murmured, almost as a whisper. "Wasn't that not too long ago?"Her mind was spinning wildly. In those days, firearms should have been widely known. So, why would someone still choose to use a small dagger like this? Moreover, this dagger was definitely not just an ordinary sharp weapon. Carmen could feel a pressure of energy that seemed to press against her chest-something inanimate objects should not have.With a reflex movement, she swallowed. Her eyes remained fixed on the dagger. "No wonder... this thing looks so incredible."Harvey lowered his gaze. The light in his eyes dimmed, as if there was something deeper behind his words. Silence fell over the r

Samantha was transfixed. Her eyes widened, her breathing labored as if the air around her had suddenly disappeared. Fear took over her face-it was like seeing something that shouldn't exist in this world.“You... monster! Don'tdare you to touch me!” her voice broke, almost a desperate cry.With all her might, she pushed Harvey's body away. The touch freed him from the man's grasp-but not for long. Her body was unsteady. Her legs felt like cotton, losing their strength just like that. Within seconds, she fell to the ground. Her face grew pale, her hands trembling violently.Harvey just stared at her. His steps came back closer, unhurried, full of intimidating calm. “You should have realized the situation,” he said flatly. “Look them.”Samantha swallowed, slowly looking around. The sight hit her like a tidal wave. The people who had threatened her earlier were now lying down. Motionless. Helpless.She looked back at Harvey. And her pupils shrank. He was the one who did it. Samantha's he