229 Demons of the past

After mumbling to herself Mia took out a pair of glasses and looked at Kretos one more time. She was now staring intently at Kretos. 

"His mana capacity is indeed fearful, but it's not enough to be him. Also, that guy has been dead for a long time, and he was from a different race." Even knowing how large Kretos's mana pool was, Mia went closer and inspected Kretos from up close. Getting a bit annoyed by what she was doing, Kretos spoke while releasing a bit of bloodlust. 

"What do you think you're doing?" 

Mia was not the least bit bothered by Kretos's bloodlust and continued to observe him from up close. Kretos was nearly unable to hold his irritation any longer and was about to strike when Mia stopped and looked at Kretos in the eye and asked. 

"Why do you think your name is Kretos?"   

"Because of a memory I have, in it, I was called Kretos." 

"Who was the one who called you by that name?"