Noan and Malrik looked at each other as if they knew exactly what the other was thinking, as though their thoughts aligned.
Malrik laughed and said, "Master, you are truly evil. Even the Evil God isn't as evil as you."
Noan: "..."
"Are you complimenting me or scolding me?"
"Ack! I... I am complimenting you, Master." Malrik quickly explained, "Moreover, the seals in that place are all toxins of the Dragon Clan. Even though Alex absorbs them and transforms them into energy, he still carries a distinct scent on him."
"That scent is the signature magic smell of the Dragon Clan, and it can't be erased."
"As long as any member of the Dragon Clan is within 1,000 miles of someone with that scent, they can detect them."
"Of course, once they detect the person with that scent, they will hunt them down because they believe that anyone with that smell is a grave robber."
Noan shuddered at that.