The night sky over Alfalfa City was very dim, without a trace of moonlight.
On the Angry River, it was also pitch black, with only specks of light emanating from the warships of the Pegasus Navy.
However, Alfalfa City was brightly lit, bustling with activity, especially the Eastern District where the Pegasus Navy had docked. Tens of thousands of navy soldiers poured into the city, spending freely, eating, drinking, and reveling, a grand celebration of indulgence.
Count Evan, however, did not partake in the revelry. He politely refused the company of two beauties sent by the Alfalfa Brotherhood, and was engrossed in writing something in his quiet study.
After a while, his attendant Adam walked in quietly, handed a piece of parchment to Count Evan, and reported:
"Sir, this is the list of personnel for the mission assigned by Count Howell, for your review."
Count Evan took the list, gave it a cursory glance, then set it aside, asking, "What is Count Howell doing now?"
