"Bang."
With a soft sound, the lights at all four corners flicked on at once.
The sudden brightness stung the eyes of everyone who had just adjusted to the darkness.
Their vision blurred slightly, their brows furrowing.
Slate saw the newcomer clearly.
A white-haired man in a white suit and leather shoes.
The man stood on the second-floor platform, looking down at them.
After studying him for a moment, Slate guessed who he was.
He muttered instinctively, disbelief in his voice. "God's Believers... Coleman?!"
What was this guy doing here?!
Hadn't it been said that he had contracted some unknown curse and was on the verge of death?
That news had even been spread by the Layton Family!
Could it be...!
Damn it!
In that instant, Slate realized that he had fallen into a trap.
A flicker of complication crossed his eyes as he instinctively stepped back.
He was only a secretary. There was no need for him to go up against the Zoldyck Family's second young master.
But Norman beside him clearly did not think so. He even sneered, "Oh? I was wondering which god was putting on this little act. So it's a lunatic like you."
His gaze swept Coleman from head to toe, his words even more mocking. "Looks like this Believer, sir, your time is probably..."
A violet glint flashed through his eyes, and the air around him stirred for an instant, making this gentleman appear exceptionally sinister.
That was an ability unique to the Norman Family.
Unlike the Nen abilities of most people in the world, the Norman Family had gained the Eye of Death through a deal their ancestors had made with a god.
Whenever a child of the Norman Family awakened their Nen ability, without exception, they would awaken this ability completely unlike