Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew in the hall.

The entire place immediately felt colder.

Many shivered in fear, and looked at Waylon.

‘As expected from a geomancy expert!’

Harvey remained calm, crossing his arms in a relaxed way despite being the target of the evil curse.

“Interesting,” he said curiously, taking a step closer to Waylon.

“Techniques from Country H, the Island Nations, and the South Sea. I didn’t think you’d be able to combine all of these so flawlessly.”

“Though, you’re going a little too overboard.”

“Not only are you trying to take my life, but you’re also trying to bind my heavenly soul to serve you for all eternity.”

“Huh?”

The people around were confused to hear Harvey’s words.

None of them had experienced such a thing, but there had been few TV series that would talk about it.

Such techniques were utterly heinous…

And yet, Waylon used it all on a young man.

“He’s ruthless!”

“He’s actually trying to kill Master York!”

“Master York’s an impressiv