Bab 50: Chapter 50 - Hearty Denier

The stairs creak, covered in mosses on its edge like it belongs to a civilization that was lost to time. As Zio and Cecilia walk further, they arrived at the third floor. They immediately can see purple fog that is seeping from below the gap between the door and the floor.

Cecilia quickly pulls her robe to cover her nose. Yet, as for Zio, he simply did nothing. Zio just walked past the fog and knock on the door as it is. The reason is because he is curious about what would happen if he had basked himself in the strange cloud.

" Excuse me, Mr. Morgan? Can we talk? "

The door opened. A pale man with unbelievably unhealthy eyebags came out of the room. His hair is mainly black but filled with lots of whites, and not to mention messy beyond any description, almost looks like a wavy seaweed. His skinny and slouch body leans on the door's wooden border as he attended to his guests.