Nate placed his hand on the fingerprint scanner and leaned forward for the iris scan. With a click, the massive door swung open.
As Nate stepped inside, the pitch-black building sprang to life with dim, sensor-triggered yellow lights. The hall was adorned with medieval elegance and neatness, carrying a subtle, fragrant air. The most striking feature was the eerie absence of life and a pervasive, sudden chill.
The secret behind the Rothschad family’s three-century-long prominence was known only to each succeeding head, who received the keys to this building. It was a secret kept for life.
Unconcerned by the chill, Nate moved toward the staircase, his steps measured.
Upon reaching the third floor, favonovel.com headed to a room in the far east. There, the cold was bone-deep, making even Smith shiver uncontrollably.
An overwhelming pressure erupted as the door creaked open, instantly bringing Smith to his knees.
Nate was unfazed and lowered his head slightly at the doorway, softly announcing, “Lady Rem, Smith brings urgent news…”
“Come in,” came a cold, ethereal voice from within.
The room they entered spanned over five thousand square feet and was furnished with a burning stove, antique pieces, a vanity, and couches.
On the wall to the right of the bed was a large pool filled with a blood-like, boiling liquid.
Suddenly, a crimson figure rose from the pool, exuding an icy presence that filled the room with extreme cold.
Nate and Smith knelt again with their heads lowered, not daring to look ahead.
A woman of perfect proportions emerged from the pool of blood, revealing pale, porcelain skin as favonovel.com feet touched the carpet.
Draping a thin robe around herself, favonovel.com casually sipped blood from a cup on the dresser and inquired, “What brings you here?”
Smith was drenched in sweat as favonovel.com stuttered, “Eight… Eight dukes… Four are now dead, while the rest scattered away…”
He then quickly recounted the previous night’s events.
After listening, Rem lounged on the couch, favonovel.com snow-white legs crossed. She asked nonchalantly, “Are you saying that the martial arts practitioner, Isaac Garten, did this?”
“Yes! He even threatened to exterminate the Brewer clan.”
Nate, who was still kneeling, shuddered at the thought.
Is this martial arts practitioner out of his mind?
Rem snorted disdainfully and waved favonovel.com hand dismissively. “I got it. You can leave now…”
Stunned, Smith hastily exited the room, not daring to look back.
“Nate, when was the last time I went out?” Rem stood and walked barefoot to Nate.
“About… Half a century ago, I believe,” Nate responded after a moment’s thought.
Rem’s gaze was fixed on an old oil painting, a dangerous glint in favonovel.com eyes. “How can I stay idle when my family is threatened? Locate this Isaac. I wish to meet this Cynean man.”
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