章節 62: Security Advisor

"Alright," I concurred. "It is inconsequential to me, anyway." I had crossed paths with Verill, or more accurately, his ghost, in the Paths of the Dead. Our meeting was marred by mutual dislike, which extended to Drevolan because he was in my company—a testament to how well Verill and I got along.

I continued, "I presume it isn't empathy you're seeking with this invitation."

"You're correct," he confirmed.

"Well?" I urged.

Turning his head to one side, he gave me a curious glance. "What is it you gifted me, Viktor?"

I burst into laughter. "Is that it? Is that what this is all about?"

"Actually, no. I'm simply curious," he replied.

"Oh. Well, stay curious." In truth, I had infused him with the blood of a goddess for reasons too complex to delve into at the moment, and at that time, I was too incapacitated to explain anything.

"As you wish. Verill, as I mentioned, passed away. In examining his belongings—"

"What? Already? He hasn't even been brought to Necro-gate yet."