Chapitre 412: Twenty Minutes

Selma Payne's POV:

"Ah, we finally meet, Your Highness." He treated me like we were familiar, as if he had heard of me long ago.

"Kafka?" I cautiously stood in front of him. This was the main body. The blinding light behind him already indicated his true identity.

"It's my honor to be remembered by you." Kafka slowly bowed, revealing his body covered in thick black mist. "You've never met me, but I've seen you. My daughter has offended you in the past. As her father, I would like to extend my sincere apologies."

"So it was you who took Adele away," I said calmly. "Where is she?"

"Please don't worry. Adele is my precious daughter. I won't do anything to her." Although he said that, he didn't seem to care about Adele much. He talked about her as if she was his dog.

I looked around but couldn't find anyone hiding. Dorothy also said that she didn't see any traces of Adele.