This...
Lynch admitted that he was indeed surprised by the news Avery brought tonight.
What was this? An experiment? A drug medium?
Although he had long suspected that Alfred's strength was unusually abnormal and overly exaggerated, he hadn't expected the truth to turn out this way...
So, as it seems, the crisis he'd been guarding against wasn't much of a concern after all.
But...
But Lynch didn't feel happy about it; instead, a vague chill welled up in his heart.
He furrowed his brow and asked, puzzled, "The Tower doesn't intervene?"
To be honest, although the name "Shadow Tower" wasn't impressive, its image in his heart had always been rather positive: orderly, secure, and as long as you didn't act recklessly, there wouldn't be any dangers.
In the treacherous and unfamiliar Otherworld, the Tower had always been his emotional haven; whenever he faced any danger, it was the first place he wanted to retreat to, like the arms of a mother.
