Bab 1205: Danger [1]

'I should go find the old man again. He's probably the answer to far more questions than Azera.'

Azera was a treasure trove, but not by her own design. It could be said that she was lucky and misfortunate to enter her current state.

She wasn't really an elf, nor was she really anything else. She was an unknown factor, a unique being within the universe.

However, the only reason she could become one instead of dying and being consumed by the Abyss was because of the old man, so naturally, he was the one Damien had to speak to.

He rushed out of the shack and turned his head to the table where the old man was sitting.

Luckily, he hadn't–

"Hey, hey, didn't you say you were going to stay?!" Damien suddenly exclaimed.

The old man shrugged. Well, he did something similar as his body virtualized into particles along with everything he owned.

"Did I? If I am remembering correctly, I said I couldn't make any promises. Remember…?"