What the Hell Is Going On?

Simon had received plenty of strange information over the years as the Guild Association Master.
But it had been a while since he'd come across something this mysterious.

[Every 60 years, ghosts appear.]
[These ghosts steal people's souls.]
[Those who swear loyalty to Mordred are cursed.]

“Hm…”

His subordinates had worked tirelessly to gather this intelligence.
Among the mountain of quality information they’d uncovered, these bizarre, scattered pieces stood out to Simon.

The reason he had risen to the position of youngest Guild Association Master was simple—his ability to pinpoint the core of information was unparalleled.
That ability had allowed him to surpass men stronger and more powerful than him to claim his seat of authority.

So Simon never ignored his instincts.