"Ran'ei Divine Master?!"
Surprise resonated in the voice, but at that moment an old voice rose.
"Hmm, let them in."
The next moment the door opened, and Roger saw the figure seated behind a case table in the dimly lit room.
Thin and aged, yet seemingly one with the entire Snow Mountain.
Unshakably powerful!
"Father!" Yatagarasu Kensumi said as he briskly walked in with Roger, and it was then that Roger realized there were other people in the room.
It was a giant of a man, over two meters tall, with wild hair growing unrestrained like flames, and he wore the kind of snug shorts that were common everywhere. His thick arms rested on the table, making one suspect that he could overturn the fragile wooden table with little effort.
Dangerous.
A sense of alarm surged in Roger's heart as he saw the burly man lift his head and casually glanced at him.