“…W-who are you…? And why are you here in our manor…?” asked the surprised Yume.

“Hahaha! Your manor? This is my manor! I was the one who founded the Gunter family, girl! Both of you are nothing more than my descendants!” replied the black light in a booming voice before slowly taking the shape of an old man.

Having white hair that tufted around his old head and a beard that dropped all the way to his chest, it was hard to deny that the old man gave off the impression of a skillful martial artist.

Regardless, the shocked Yume then replied, “…W-what did you say…?”

Gerald himself was now looking at the old man in slight surprise.

From what Gerald could tell, the old man’s form of existence was quite similar to that of the woman in white’s thought of the soul. However, there was a clear difference between the two. It was quite obvious, honestly, that the power and energy that the old man had—and could release from himself—was much stronger compared to what the woman in white cou