Charles answered their questions aloud, but his mind raced, searching for any way out of this predicament.
Honestly, Charles was starting to panic. He had considered various scenarios, but he had never anticipated this one. He couldn't even kill himself.
But he knew that the more critical the situation, the more important it was to remain calm.
As Charles frantically devised and discarded one plan after another, Anna's voice suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Charles, can you hear me?"
Hearing her voice, Charles felt a surge of joy. "The thing controlling me is called the Old Seal, right? Do you know anything that can counter it?"
After a pause, Anna's voice returned, strained. "There's no way. The power of the Old Seal is the power of rules. Anything belonging to this world must obey its laws. Unless the Summoner personally renounces the contract or dies, there is no way to stop the laws of the Old Seal."
