When the curtain was lifted, Butler No. 1 drifted in from outside and finally stopped before Angel.
"Young Master Pat, there is a letter for you." Butler No. 1 opened its mouth and took out a black letter from within its round, bulging body.
Angel took the letter and looked it over. Only his name was written on it, with no indication of who had sent it.
It was a standard magical letter. In the lower left corner was the magical letter's terms contract, clauses similar to a covenant that indicated the letter's level of safety. Thus, Angel had no fear of danger. He opened the envelope directly and took out the letter inside.
The moment he saw the paper, Angel's eyes narrowed slightly. Gloria, seated across from him, also straightened up. "That is—"
On the pitch-black paper was an emblem resembling a halo. At first glance, it looked like a "total solar eclipse."
"The mark of the Lord of Profundity," Gloria said slowly.
The Lord of Profundity was a Supreme Demon God of the Abyss. Because of Bobota, Angel did indeed have some connection to this Supreme Demon God, but not enough for the Demon God to personally send him a letter.
Therefore, it could basically be confirmed that this letter had been sent by a follower of the Lord of Profundity.
"The Profound Alchemy Society," Angel softly spoke the name, then looked at Butler No. 1. "Who exactly delivered this letter?"
Butler No. 1 shook its head. "This is a magical letter with a tracking spell attached. It flew directly to the entrance of the manor."
Angel asked, "When did it arrive?"
"The night before last."
Angel had spent the past few days in the Dream Wilderness, so he had not known about this letter. It was only