Night, the villa.
On the lawn, security personnel occasionally walked by, leading their hounds.
Following the 'Podium Massacre,' all security companies and private detectives in Engwiss had experienced a significant boom in business.
After all, the wealthy always paid more attention to their personal safety.
In the study room.
Lelion poured himself a cup of coffee and unconsciously traced his fingers over a leather-covered book.
As a Senior Manager of the "Green Banyan Council," he certainly knew about the existence of the Hidden World.
He had even once been given the opportunity to become Extraordinary, but he rejected it.
After all, he preferred a life with his beautiful wife and adorable children instead of the uncertainty and constant companionship of madness that came with being an Extraordinary.
Although the magical abilities were indeed tempting, it was just a little bit more than enough.
