Chapter 569: Young man, be my son!

The door closed, shutting out the winds and snow as well as the doubts of Yatagarasu Kensumi.

The room fell into silence, and Roger gazed down at the patterns on the wooden table, his mind racing with countless thoughts.

He sorted through all his experiences since arriving here and each word he had spoken, while his muscles slowly tensed, placing part of his body in the shadow of the low table.

"Roger, you come from the Western World, don't you?"

Sword Master Cold Crow spoke.

His heart skipped a beat inexplicably, but with hardly any hesitation, Roger still raised his head to reply.

"Yes, I've been active near Europe in the real world before, but I came to the East because my strength had not broken through yet."

Roger's explanation was brief, after all, it was almost impossible to see the flow of transcendent powers between the Eastern and Western worlds in the real world.