章 159: 2.50.2 The Good ol' generic Tragedy.

With Wilkis arriving on the scene. The atmosphere changed along with the direction of the conversation.

Umbrel might be getting crazy with time. But to a person like her. Her love for the family overcame that madness.

She was not stupid enough to battle the old guy in presence of her blood. She still cared about his safety deeply.

Which caused her to stop pressuring Alfin, who took a sigh of relief as his dark spore accelerated his healing process.

'Crazy bitch.' Alfin thought, then turned to Wilkis.

His eyes convey the message. 'Hold her back.'

"Mister Nephylite, this is our Mayor, Wilkis Riber, and direct descendent of Chancellor Umbrel."

"Mayor, this is Nephylite. A relic from the long past. He is the one I told you about."

Alfin introduced the two parties while ignoring the pain that coursed through his body.

This was not the old him, not only was he used to pain. But he was a lot stronger as well. This much damage to his body was not something to worry about.