Annan looked complexly at Hugo—viewing this boy, who shone like the sun, through his human eyes from the material world.
Even without peering into his soul, Annan already knew it harbored a soul that burned incessantly.
"…Do you now know the Curse Binding passed down through generations at the Heath Tower of Black?"
Annan couldn't help asking the young Hugo.
Hugo seemed surprised, "Did the future me tell you that too?"
He couldn't help but reveal a radiant smile, "Then, it seems you are a good person too.
"There is nothing bad to say, it's just the 'fire that does not burn for oneself.' There's nothing difficult about it, rather… I came precisely for this."
Hugo's eyes sparkled like stars.
He looked up at "Bernadino," his pupils so clear they seemed to emit light, "I believe in passing the torch. The mission of our Heath Tower of Black, passed down to this day, is to make life easier for as many people as possible…
