Those Who Dig the Pit, Those Who Fill It-And the Idea of Marrying Off a Daughter

Aaron was numb. All of a sudden, he felt the absurdity of having enemies everywhere in the world.

The first ancestor had played at too high a level. But that level was still very far from him, so he did not need to worry about it for now.

The second ancestor, on the other hand, had not played at such a high level, but he had been far too slick. He had practically left Aaron with a huge mess to clean up.

If he ever got the chance to meet Ancestor Horn, he would definitely ask him clearly: Why did you seal them? Wouldn't it have been better to just kill them all?

Low-key. He had to keep a low profile.

Before he possessed sufficient strength, he absolutely could not reveal his identity as a Gaius.

He had originally thought only a few big shots would be watching him. Now, it seemed he had taken it for granted. He might have enemies on every level.

"You don't need to worry too much. Mr. Horn had quite a few friends as well," Odin said with a smile.

"You don't need to tell me that." Aaron raised a hand to cut him off. "My ancestor's friends may not be my friends, but my ancestor's enemies are definitely my enemies."

Odin looked at him approvingly. "You're more rational and cautious than I expected."

"Thanks for the compliment." Aaron humbly accepted it, then asked solemnly, "Other than you and the Queen, who else knows my identity?"

"For now, only the two of us. I'm not sure whether anyone else knows.

But we'll keep it secret."

"Thank you!" Aaron let out a heavy sigh of relief. "Then, Your Majesty, could you send me back to Earth?"

"You're leaving already?" Odin raised an eyebrow. "You could