The Master Behind The Scene [1]

From the moment he entered the mansion, Carl could not see anything.

The curse didn't completely ruin his vision; he still had some left. It was just dark, and he couldn't see because there wasn't a single ray of light.

The square tower-shaped mansion, built for war, had small windows, making it difficult even for moonlight to enter.

Garten could permanently erase Carl's eyesight at any moment.

But why did he deliberately leave room for recovery?

Shhh!

Carl's sword swung through the air.

Although Carl was not as skilled as a Master, his physical abilities were better than those of a normal mana user. Still, Garten's movements were too fast, and he missed him.

Thud!

As the wide-open door to the mansion closed, the noise of the battle taking place outside faded away.

It felt like Carl had been sucked into another world. Silence lingered.

Garten did not attack Carl but watched him silently from a distance.