"Bait?"
William asked in confusion.
"Didn't you notice? Your family is actually a family of Beyonders, descended from the legacy of an ancient clan. You are one of its bloodline descendants."
Aaron looked at the faint purple tinge in William's pupils and smiled. "Your branch is on the verge of dying out. That isn't due to natural causes, but because you've been hunted by some dark force... Don't tell me you've never had even the vaguest suspicion! Think about your parents' deaths. Do you really believe it was just an ordinary accident?"
"Dark force..." William's eyes gradually reddened as he growled, "Who are they?"
"I have a rough guess. That's why I kept you here. Sooner or later, they'll come looking for you anyway. You're my bait..."
Aaron had no qualms about telling William that he intended to use him. "Of course, that's also because you didn't intend to advance through cursecraft before. Otherwise, I would have turned you into a corpse in the Dosom River!"
He isn't trying to scare me. He really was prepared to do it!
William shuddered under Aaron's icy gaze.
"Now... tell me. Will you keep running away like a rat in a sewer, or stand up and fight all this bravely?" Aaron asked.
Don't make it sound like some opera. It's not like I'm some prince out for revenge... William grumbled inwardly, but his clenched fists already betrayed his turmoil. "I choose... to stay!"
If his parents really had been killed by a dark force, then he had to avenge them!
His strength alone was far too weak, but there just so happened to be a mysterious man beside him whose power he could rely on!
This was the best choice!
"A wise choice. Now... go back and rest. Come in for overtime tomorrow