Abel stood with his head bowed, his eyes and brows hidden beneath the brim of his hat, revealing only a faint trace of cautious respect. His figure was tall and slender, and his plain white robe fluttered gently with the barely perceptible currents in the room, giving him an aura of cold detachment that warned strangers to keep their distance.Ivan appeared even more severe, his dark official robe embroidered with patterns of muted gold. The faint malevolent energy that usually surrounded him was completely suppressed as he approached Carl, not daring to stir even the slightest ripple. The iron chain in his hand hung loosely, clinking softly against the floor—a sound that was especially clear in the quiet room, carrying with it a chilling sense of menace.Amelia fixed her gaze on them, speaking each word with clarity: "I need to enter the Netherworld and examine the Book of Reincarnation."The moment her words fell, the air in the room seemed to freeze.
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