Julius Xander's Worries

Since his father's death, Julius was never been this nervous.

As he strolled back and forth in the wide hallway of the Guardian Palace, his heartbeat didn't slow nor did his breathing calm. The sweat continued dripping down his forehead.

His superhuman senses ensured that Julius was acutely aware of even the minute changes in his body. The cheat-like senses now turned into curses—they reminded him of his pathetic state.

"Enigma! Dreamer!" Julius slammed the wall as he uttered their names through gritted teeth.

Boom! Kacha!

The wall that could easily withstand even attacks of level 9 started to tremble and cobweb-like cracks started to spread throughout.

Julius snorted and glanced through the news.

"Xander family! What are you doing?! They are kids!"

"You want us to drink human blood?"

"You nearly caused irreversible damage to humanity!"

"If you can't even study it properly, why release the potion?"