The old sprite stood nearly two meters tall, its hands behind its back like a ghostly silhouette of deadwood against the moon. Its straight and rigid spine, as solid as a pine, radiated immense power.,She looked at the iron gate that stood between her and the old man, and her thoughts began to drift aimlessly.,When she left, the captain had specifically warned her that the Moriarty family wasn't just wealthy; they were also a founding family of statesmen with intelligent servants at their beck and call. Although Master James was a kind man, she still needed to be cautious.。