Two figures walked on the pavement inside Imperial Capital. One was in a butler suit, and the other was in a maid outfit. It's still summer, and the time is two o'clock; this afternoon is surely hot and sunny.
The elder one steadily held an open umbrella to shield their sensitive skin from the scorching sun. Due to their racial traits, they cannot expose themselves to sunlight for long.
They are not humans, but vampires. On top of that, they are not just normal vampires but higher ones.
The two just came out of a top-class hotel after a contract signing. The other side, the B-ranked party Myriad Wings, agreed with the terms and conditions of the contract without any minor issues.
Right now, they are on their way to the mansion that they rented in the capital's noble district.
"…She smelled sweet."
