The One Who Hid Until the End...

"I came over to take a look..." Nikola grinned and slowly approached. His gait was utterly calm and graceful, leaving Johnny completely stunned...

He had not had much contact with the old man, but judging from his previous behavior, Nikola should have been the type of fanatic researcher who devoted himself to magic and its knowledge. He cared nothing for his appearance, was disheveled and sloppy, and only showed intense interest in things related to his studies...

Yet the feeling he gave off now was completely different. Although he was dressed just as sloppily, every movement was filled with a strange charm. He seemed like an extremely sophisticated old nobleman, possessing even more aristocratic bearing than the Duke Lords Johnny had met before...

"Y-you're not Lord Nikola. Who are you?"

The speaker was one of the Golden Knights left behind by Dao Lan's faction. After Lord Fording's team entered the castle, Lord Nikola's safety had been entrusted to Dao Lan's faction...

And only yesterday, he had still been responsible for personally guarding the city's most respected **master...

"Oh... Of course I'm your Lord Nikola. Little Tony—oh... no... You're not Little Tony. Little Tony is already gone. You're Little Tony's older brother..." Nikola slowly approached step by step, his slender fingers hooking onto the other's defensive short sword!

Johnny, standing nearby, was stunned. He keenly noticed the other's hands. Their knuckles were long, their skin fair and delicate, and they were prettier than the hands of many women he had seen. Such hands absolutely should not have belonged to a **ten-year-old old mage...

"Tony..." The knight whose sword had been caught froze. That was his younger brother, his twin brother, who had died protecting Lord Nikola a year ago...

Why did this impostor know about someone who had died a year