Guild Head…
A term used for the heads of the guild branches all over the empire, and while there are multiple guild heads, there is only one guild leader.
The one Damien had to meet within six years.
"However, who is this guy? And why is he so strong? I don't remember anyone like this in the original story"
"Is he a minor character? But with his strength, why?"
Recalling the feeling he felt when he laid eyes on the guild head, Damien felt like he was going to be devoured on the spot.
A feeling ordinary fourth orders and fifth orders can't make him feel.
That meant the person in front of him was most likely at least sixth order
"Sixth order, an order so strong that even if Isabelle and I teamed up with our lives on the line, we might not be able to touch the edge of his clothes…"
Thinking of this, Damien suddenly relaxed.
Yeah, what was he worried about? The other person could kill him before he had the chance to react.
Since that was the case, then why worry? It's not like worrying would change anything.
However, although he had this thought, Isabelle beside him was the opposite, her demon blood boiling, ready to activate at any moment.
*Knock knock*
Unknowingly, time soon passed, and they both had reached the second floor.
Different from the first, only one door stood on this whole floor.
A plaque on the door titled Guild Head!
Knocking on the door, Damien waited for a few seconds before entering.
Although he didn't know why, he felt like this so-called guild head was going to make his trip a whole lot more complicated.
….…..
[Guild head room]
"Come in, kid, don't be a stranger"
"I was worried when Theron's boy was going to get here. You sure took your time."
"And this pretty lady by your side, who shocked my guild, must be Isabelle; it seems Elizabeth saved quite the girly back then"
"hahaha!"
Entering the office, a familiar voice laced with curiosity resounded through the room.
It was none other than the white haired man they had just seen
However, at this time, he was seated behind his desk, scanning a pile of paperwork with a pair of glasses on his eyes.
"Take a seat, take a seat, I'm sure you have a lot you want to ask, so why don't you take a seat?"
"Although you don't have a lot of time, sparing one or two minutes wouldn't hurt"
Still smiling like always, the old man showed his pair of white teeth at Damien and Isabelle..
However, neither of them smiled back at him.
Rather than taking their seat on the sofa opposite him, they both remained silent as the words he had just spoken brought too much shock to them.
"Impossible? How does he know I'm Theron's son? Not only did we leave the carriage in the inn so people wouldn't associate the Voss emblem with us"
"But Isabelle and I never left the castle these past twelve years, how did he know what we look like? And what does he mean that I don't have much time?"
"Does he know about the current issue with the Voss house, the empire and the Void demon god?"
Looking at the guild head, Damien narrowed his eyes dangerously as his mana and aura instinctively began to churn, getting ready to launch an attack.
However, as a sixth-order expert, he easily sensed these changes.
"Relax, Damien, since you don't want to ask questions, I'll explain to you, believe it or not", the guild head spoke, taking out a cigar from his cabinet.
"You see, although your father and mother might not talk about it, they were once part of an adventurers' party"
"a group of five people determined to walk their path freely, not bound to any family or empire's law"
"a group of free spirits just exploring the world"
Taking a deep breath, he took a puff from his cigar as his eyes seemed to wander back to the past.
"Theron, the King of darkness"
"Elizabeth the Empress of Deceit"
"Elinor, the queen of plants"
"Garrick, the king of fists"
"And lastly Durin, the King of weapons"
"The five of us were known as the five kings of the empire, haha! What good times!"
"Speaking of which, kid, guess which one I was, kid? If you can guess, I'll give you some information I wasn't meant to give you," said the guild leader with a mischievous smile on his face.
However, Damien, hearing this, just glanced at him, silently digesting his words before speaking.
"You're Garrick, the king of fists"
"Although you're trying to hide it, I can sense an immense concentration of aura from your fists"
"It looks like you're holding a small nuclear explosion in your hands"
Concentrating his mana in his eyes, Damien couldn't believe what he was seeing.
The energy in this fist seemed to be brighter than anything he had ever seen.
He even had an illusion that those fists could penetrate space.
"No, it might not be an illusion, maybe they actually can!"
Thinking of this, Damien was shocked!
And Garrick, hearing him say this, instantly burst into laughter.
"hahah! Amazing kid! Was that mana sight you just used?"
"I don't know if Theron told you, but I was the one who created it! Mana sight and mana sense, which you and that maid of your use."
"Back when that bastard Theron was always teleporting into shadows whenever we sparred, I used mana sense to predict his moves"
"However, I don't think you're quite at that stage, as your use of it is still way too obvious"
Casually saying some shocking words, Garrick's expression instantly turned serious.
No longer filled with the laughter of before, rather his frown alone seemed to make the whole room feel heavy,
"Damien Voss, son of my old friend Theron Voss, although your father said I should not tell you, but since you got my question right, I'll tell you"
"However, after I tell you, you have to do me one favour"
Hearing this, Damien remained silent as an ominous premonition surged in his heart. Just what did he want to tell him that required him to be so serious?
"Alright, tell me, I promise," he said.
And Garrick, hearing this, instantly took off his glasses.
"Damien, Kid, your father is about to die!"
"Not only is he about to die, but if we don't do anything, your whole family will be killed too!" With a hint of craziness and hatred in his eyes, Garrick's words instantly brought both Isabelle and Damien to a complete shock.
"What!?"