“What do you mean? Suddenly asking me to ask?”

Veronica repeated the same question. She didn’t understand this strange situation.

A man suddenly entered the room surrounded by many academy students. Entering so easily and knocking Rachel down without anyone noticing.

Even though he used so much low-level magic, what made her feel strange was that he didn’t come to snatch the glasses made by the demon alchemist.

Suddenly coming and leaving suddenly, Even though his body was injured and bleeding, he casually sat there without showing the slightest worry.

Even stranger, he suddenly said that he would answer one question she had.

Ivo just looked at Veronica without answering. He waited without saying a word while touching the paper in his hand. His eyes were calm as he waited and he didn’t use any defensive magic.

Was Ivo that confident in his abilities?

No. He knew that he was weak and this high-level magic in his hands was just a means to leave. If Veronica wanted to, she could kill him right now.

But, if there was one thing He knew about Magicians, it was that they were creatures obsessed with knowledge. Ivo bet on this and patiently waited.

Veronica put on the glasses in her hand.

A Legacy created by a demon alchemist by sacrificing all his family and relatives. A magic tool where one could see the intent of living beings.

A new world full of colors opened up before her eyes. When she expanded her senses and looked outside, she could see various colors that were different from each other.

Veronica didn't understand what these colors meant but her intuition told her that everything she saw was a form of emotion that existed within living beings.

Even Rachel who was lying down and slowly standing up also radiated color. The pitch black color could be seen so clearly that it formed a thread that led to the man.

The two seemed to have a connection. Even though Veronica could see it, she couldn't understand it.

When she looked at Ivo, She couldn't see a single color. No, saying that Ivo had no color...

What did this mean? Did he have no emotions at all?

Was he that good at hiding it?

Did he have a way to prevent someone from seeing the emotions he radiated?

As if answering all of her questions, Ivo said casually.

“Surprised? Although that magic tool is quite useful, all it can do is see the emotions or intent of a person. If you are interested, I can explain about it.”

Veronica, ignoring Ivo’s explanation, asked the same thing for the third time.

“Who are you?”

Ivo fell silent when he heard Veronica ask for the third time.

‘I still need a little more time.’

But this question, Ivo didn’t know how to answer.

Not because he couldn’t answer it, but because he had been playing ‘Destiny’ for so long. He had created 99 characters, had repeated 99 times, and had been playing Destiny for more than 15 years.

Magicians, shamans, Swordsman, alchemists, and various other professions, he had tried many things and experienced many things.

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But if He asked about who he was?

Ivo was someone who had lived in another world and always watched over this world which was a game but also a world similar to reality.

Someone who had no talent and died at the hands of his own brother.

Someone who had no friends or family who cared about him. Someone who was always lonely in this world.

Someone who had lost his home but returned to the place he had always dreamed of.

With light slowly emerging from the paper in his hand. The magic in his hand was ready to be activated. High-level space magic that allowed him to leave this place.

“Me? I am a nobody. Just a Lone Traveler who lost his home and returned to the place he loved. You can call me Ivo Graham.”

Ivo activated the magic on the paper.

High-level magic, back to home.

His body disappeared into thin air leaving behind the chair he had previously sat on. Only red blood remained.

“A Lone Traveler who lost his home and returned to the place he loved, Ivo Graham.”

Veronica repeated the words she had heard while taking off the glasses.

What a strange man.

For someone as weak as him to be able to hold something like a high-level magic scroll meant that he was no ordinary person. Only those who entered the third awakening stage could access high-level magic.

But, he held not just one but two high-level magics in 2 different fields.

To say that such a person was a nobody...

Only an idiot would believe it.

Veronica turned to Rachel and said indifferently. “Our agreement is over. After today, we don’t know each other and there is no relationship between us.”

Veronica took out an ice crystal that sealed a tear inside. A material that couldn’t possibly be found anywhere else other than the absolute northern plains.

The tear that came from an existence called the Snow Maiden. This was a very precious treasure filled with extraordinary Vitality.

She casually threw the crystal onto the floor and left this place. The people outside were confused about what was happening inside but they kept quiet and didn’t dare to speak.

Cough…

“That guy…” Rachel was still grunting while feeling the terrible pain in her stomach. Her body wasn’t too affected by the attack just now but the problem was that her internal organs were in big trouble.

“I have to heal my wounds soon.”

“Wow… I didn’t expect you to experience something like this. It’s rare to see you show eyes full of hatred.”

From behind the shadows, Ivor appeared and laughed at Rachel’s painful state.

“I came to keep watch because Raven seemed worried about you, but seeing you like this… it seems like something is not right.” Ivor smiled slyly as he looked at Rachel.

“Shut up. If you don’t have anything to do, why did you bother coming here?”

“Do you think I wanted it? If it wasn’t for My Lord’s orders, I wouldn’t have bothered coming to this place. Besides, I wouldn’t hesitate to stab you with my shadow for your failure.”

“I can’t believe it. You lost to someone who hasn’t even reached the first awakening stage? You’re so embarrassing.” Ivor clicked his tongue as he looked at the ice crystals on the floor.

Rachel looked at Ivor with eyes filled with hostility. She wanted to say something but didn’t.

She harbored a great deal of hatred towards Ivor but she didn’t show it. Despite his attitude, Ivor was a member recruited by Raven and he was truly a very useful person.

“So, he was here before? Where did he go?”

“Who?”

“The man who was sitting on that chair before,” Ivor replied while pointing to the chair in the middle.

“What business do you have with that person? And why should I tell you?”

Ivor who heard it immediately lifted Rachel up and slammed her against the wall very hard. Their faces were so close that they could feel each other’s breath.

There was no romantic feeling between the two, but rather killing intent and deep hatred.

“I am here on My Lord’s orders. And right now, I don’t have time to play around with you. Quickly tell me who was previously in this place or you will feel the consequences.”

Rachel snorted softly. Against the threat shown to her, she replied with another threat. “Then what? If you dare, then do your worst.”

“Tsk… annoying. I don’t know what’s so good about someone like you that My Lord cares so much about you.”

Ivor clicked his tongue while looking up at the sky from the slightly damaged roof. There were many traces of magical energy traces in the air and hot air that seemed to come from fire. But none of this place was burned.

“This makes perfect sense since Veronica is here. But against Veronica with fire magic, it wasn’t a wise decision.”

His master said to look for the person here after returning to White Snow Academy. There was no further explanation and he just told her to come here.

On the chair, Ivor took the fresh blood that was there.

“At least I can track that person with this.” While saying that, Ivor smiled with a strange, terrifying smile. A strong bloodlust was released when he saw the tube containing red blood inside.

Ivor walked into the shadows and disappeared.

“You crazy bastard. Why did Raven recruit someone like that?”

Rachel didn’t know and even when she asked Raven, he would only answer with a small smile and say that Ivor was a valuable person.

But that was it. He never explained further.

At one point, she could only ignore it and trust Raven’s decision completely.

“Besides… That person, Ivo… I better tell Raven about this.”

By the way… Rachel ran while checking the pocket in her shirt pocket. Feeling the difference in weight, her face was filled with anger.

“That bastard, he stole my potion!!!”