After the Iron Puppet hit the ground, its various parts seemed to become loose.
It creaked as it twisted, adjusting its body slightly.
After scanning the crowd with its metallic eyes, it bowed deeply toward Rogel, showing its respect.
Rogel made no move, calmly watching it.
He immediately recognized it as just an ordinary Iron Puppet, unrelated to the Cursed Wizard Peter.
"Hello, esteemed sir, you may call me Peter."
"However, I don't like that name. If possible, I would prefer you to call me—Sean."
It introduced itself very politely.
"Might I have the privilege of knowing your name?"
"Peter!" Before Rogel could speak, Daniel was already losing his composure. He was extremely angry: "You damn bastard, where have you hidden Nicole? What have you done to the Isle of Light and Dark?"
But Peter didn't pay him any mind, just smilingly looked at Rogel.
"Rogel."
Rogel still showed no expression.
