It had just rained during the day, and tonight the air was exceptionally clear, the silvery moonlight frosting the Magic Association's glazed windows, dividing the world into stark black and white through the window lattice.
Outside the window lattice, Farol was covered in the thickening twilight, with the city below unseen, only the faint horizon doused in silvery moonlight at the edge of one's sight, and beyond that the glittering Maria River.
Merlin felt his face was nearly as black as the night sky.
He grimly stared at An Su before him, who was smiling with an unblemished purity, clean as the moonlight before the lattice. If someone unfamiliar with An Su's nature were present, they might actually believe he was sincere.