A secret chamber.
A candle burned on the table in the chamber, casting a dim yellow glow.
Sieg Adolf, the ruler of Deep Blue Castle, stood in front of the wall, gazing at a painting on the wall by the faint light.
It was a portrait of a person, the deceased former Dean of Deep Blue Castle—Mason Charles.
Sieg stared at the portrait for a long time, then suddenly, the corners of his mouth curved into a sinister smile. Just then, the air in the chamber stirred, a breeze swept through, and the candle flickered, blurring Sieg's shadow on the floor.
Sieg quickly composed himself, slowly turned around, and spoke to the air, "Since you're here, come out. There's no time to waste at this point."
"Alright."
A voice responded, and the air twisted as a Black Robed Man materialized.
"How is it going?" the Black Robed Man asked directly.
"Everything is normal on my side," Sieg replied expressionlessly. "The question now is, what about your people?"
