Kim Jin-Woo wondered what Mimir was talking about now, and he frowned as he felt his mind turning into a mess.

“What do you mean when you say I may know this person?” An ominous foreboding slowly rose, and at some point, he felt his heart tighten. However, he struggled to correct his expression as he questioned Mimir.

The terrified imp looked into his eyes for a moment. It was as if the imp thought the Highlord knew something he didn’t and was pretending not to know anything.

Kim Jin-Woo asked again, and the imp responded with a heavy voice. “I think you already know who it might be. Perhaps you need to double-check?”

With his next sentence, Mimir helped Kim Jin-Woo confirm his suspicions. “When you were being referred to, she called you ‘Little Jin-Woo’.”

Kim Jin-Woo’s messy mind cleared up instantly. But despite that, he was in no celebratory mood. Once again, So-Hee had been mentioned unexpectedly. The faint ominous feeling now took on a definite form that started to suffocate him. His eyes, which had been emitting a pure blue light, sank heavily and the light turned murky instead.

“Where are you going?” came a voice.

While Kim Jin-Woo was immersed in thought, Mimir had been slowly stepping backward while watching him warily. Mimir put his hand into his sleeve,...