"I am finally free!" A hearty cackle echoed in the surroundings.
Even though it was only a voice that Azekiel heard, he could still feel the power behind that voice. That voice was nothing similar to the voice of the old man from before.
"I was wrong. That man wasn't the Soul Demon."
Azekiel understood that he had made a mistake, but he also knew that there was no way he could've known. In the entire town, the only suspicious person he saw was the old man. Moreover, the system only gave the mission when he was with the old man, which made him assume that the system was referring to the old man.
Who was the old man? What did he want from him if he wasn't a Soul Demon? He left without taking anything, so what was his end goal? And what was the meaning behind his vague words? Why was this place different in his presence? There were thousands of questions in his head.