With a nervous heart, δ arrived alone on the top floor of the Consortium Hospital late at night as agreed.
Her good friend was already waiting for her on the rooftop. From a distance, she watched the devil standing at the edge of the hospital terrace, chin resting on his arm, looking down at the castle shrouded in twilight as if a demon from the upper planes was inspecting his toy.
"I'm here."
δ cleared her throat softly, signaling that she had kept the appointment.
Although meeting Song Lan always sent shivers down her spine, if she looked on the bright side, being friends with a devil could at least ensure her safety, even Jasmine's.
Gazing down from the hospital, since the attack on the Scarlet Lord, the Consortium had once again increased its patrols. In the brief quarter of an hour, seven patrol squads had already passed by the street in front of the hospital, distinguishable from the emblems on their armor as belonging to different Knight Groups.
