Thud! Thud! Thud!
Half a month later, three loud consecutive knocks on Grimm's castle door knocked him out of his meditative state of deep thought in his personal library.
His brows furrowed.
Acquainted sorcerers would typically notify the person in advance of their visit using the crystal ball. The lack thereof, meant that the visitor was most likely a stranger.
Grimm grabbed the Narrow World and replaced the tattered books which he did his best to restore, back on the shelf after which, he flew down from the third floor of his Demon-Hunter Castle. He did not forget to disable the magic-suppression barrier before opening the doors to his great castle, which creaked loudly as he did so.
"You…"
Grimm's body shifted beneath the Mandala Robe, evident of his surprise at the sight of the Level-3 Great Sorcerer standing before him. The two-colored eyes underneath the Mask of Truth scanned this visitor up and down to confirm his identity.