62- Presence of a reaper

Yohan's complexion got pale. But it took him a few seconds to recover before bursting into laughter. "I knew the minute I saw you that there was something odd about you. At first, I was curious about why a Duke's son became a servant. But now…" He trailed as he smirk.

"What do you really want?" Thomas sighed as he asked.

"To know what you really are. You're different. For you to go unnoticed for years under Dominus's nose, you sure are clever and rare."

"What? You thought bringing me here would do you good? Being an ecdysiast has messed with your brain." Thomas stated.

"Did your research, huh?"

"Didn't have to."

Yohan laughed. "I like you already."

Thomas didn't say anything and stood up. Anger spur inside him, if not for the big table separating them, he would have made sure to shove his head on the rigid wall. He stepped away from his chair and turned around to leave.

"Wait," And Thomas halted. "I just want to ask you one thing,"