The Kind Ones Never Come

The person behind Schmidt was a middle-aged woman.

She was quite tall, even compared to a man, and there were wrinkles on her face, but she still looked very delicate. She had brownish-red wavy hair and she was wearing a mandarin collared coat with a pair of long boots, which made her look very energetic.

Still, none of these things were the reason everyone was frowning.

As she walked into the house, a vague aura covered the whole living room.

To commoners, such an aura only felt unsettling, yet to the mystics, it was a display of strength.

[Fear: You are within Target's Fear range, Your Spirit has passed the authentication, No abnormalities have occurred…]

A notification started to ping in Kieran's vision as soon as she appeared.

Kieran started to look at her in an unfriendly way.

No matter the reason behind her visit, such a display of strength was a provocative act based on ill intentions. Therefore, Kieran replied in a straightforward way.