Outer City District, Rose Manor.
A heavy rain had washed away the bloodshed from yesterday's battle, leaving no traces except for the trampled rose bushes in the garden and the residual magic burns on the buildings. No one would have guessed that a fierce battle had taken place here last night.
In the manor's healing room, the werewolf Luf looked at the sub-human maid lying on the bed and said in a deep voice,
"Misha, don't worry, I have already posted a bounty in the black market to find a Second Tier healer to treat your throat."
"Just rest well for now, I'm here to look after the manor."
"What happened to Misha?"
A warm and familiar voice came from behind.
Luf's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively turned around, then immediately exclaimed with joy,
"President! You're back?!"
"Shh…"
Sebastian, dressed in a black tailcoat, elegantly placed his index finger on his lips,
"I still have some troubles with me, don't tell the others yet."