Bab 45: The Cry for Help

England

A castle of ancient design stood at a very secret location in the western areas of England. From the archaic appearance, one can easily deduce that this building had been structured at this location for centuries. And if the building delineates ancient times, we can only reasonably assume the same for the family that owns this property. They had existed for centuries, creating and amassing wealth from all corners of the planet.

In a spacious throne room, over ten people, each radiating auras like ten S ranks and above, stood attentively and respectfully as they seemed to be waiting for someone. Sitting on the throne hidden in the darkness, as was the person or individual sitting on it, a being of sheer size and demeanor breathed loudly, the being's breath heavy enough to reflect off the ground beneath him.