Chapter 94: The Night of Betrayal

The nighttime streets were nearly devoid of human figures.

The occasional passerby lacked the leisure to admire the snow at night, typically just on their way home.

For ordinary people, nighttime safety relied mostly on luck; although not every venture outdoors guaranteed trouble, it was certainly different from the daytime.

Night.

It symbolized uncertainty and danger.

Walking in such a snowy night, Ronald and Patricia were not in a particular hurry.

More than safety concerns, they were worried about the cult magicians of Berlingwich.

The seriousness with which the official forces were responding meant that in the silent darkness of the city this evening, there would surely be undercurrents stirring.

One could only hope that Berlingwich's investigators would handle the situation smoothly.

Stepping on the snow that had started to accumulate, their footsteps gradually receded into the distance.