“As you’ve said, the Yamashitas don't contact other families a lot, but putting that aside… You have the Herculean Primordial Spirit within you, correct?” asked the old man after staring at Gerald for a while.

Upon hearing that, Gerald could only chuckle awkwardly. Though the old man had seen through him, he didn’t really want to admit it. After all, Gerald was well aware that talented and capable people were targeted a lot. In fact, it was exactly because of his power that resulted in his trouble with the military department as well as the three large families of Yanam!

“So it is true… Well, I’m just glad that you know how to conceal your treasure well,” added the old man with a grin.

Nodding slowly, Gerald then looked at the old man for a while before finally asking, “Who… exactly are you, old man…? I’m sure you’re not just the elder of the Yamashita family, right…?”

Gerald had a multitude of questions in his head. First off, how was a Westoner the elder of the Yamashita fami