Chương 58: Rising I

Inside the study was a lady of white and a man of ice, in a room filled with passive hostility.

"A man with black hair, engulfed in hellfire, that's the man he's looking for. The one of this bounty might be named Isaac, but it didn't even have a face printed on this document. What makes you say it is the same Isaac?"

The document was stiff with details. It spoke not of Isaac's standing features. Not of his unique family name, not the missing arm. Not even a mention of his ice or spirit.

"This can be anyone. It does not mean it's Isaac, his level also failed to coincide with Isaac's. Here, he's at a lower 100s but now Isaac's already touching 300. They're different."