When the priest finally awoke again, was greeted by the sight of a young man’s back.

Recalling that he had been yanked by some strong and invisible force earlier—before he blacked out—the shocked priest then muttered, “W-who are you…?”

“Who I am doesn’t matter. However, what does matter is who you people are, and what you’re all planning to do here on Sacrasolis Mountain,” replied Gerald as he slowly turned around before staring coldly at the man.

The second that man saw Gerald, his entire body began trembling uncontrollably as he stuttered, “Y-young Master?! It’s you?!”

Watching as the terrified man knelt right before him, Gerald couldn’t help but frown slightly as he curiously muttered, “…Young Master?”

“Indeed! Still, when exactly did arrive, Young Master?” asked the priest

“I can come and go as I please, can’t I?” sneered Gerald in response.

While he wasn’t exactly sure why the priest was referring to him as ‘Young Master,’ Gerald still felt that this was the perfect