After bidding farewell to Franca, Lumian led Louis and Sarkota back to the café and settled himself into Baron Brignais's usual spot.
Already awaiting him was René, the manager of Salle de Bal Brise.
In his forties, René had a gaunt face, leaving one to wonder if he was overworked or simply born that way. His light-yellow hairline was receding in a manner similar to the people from Loen.
Despite being an executive directly appointed by Gardner Martin, the boss of the Savoie Mob, René treated Lumian with utmost respect and wore an ingratiating smile.
"Monsieur Ciel, would you care to learn more about the dance hall?"
"Very well." Lumian reached out to take the stack of reports from René and perused them with unwavering focus.
Standing behind him, Louis and Sarkota couldn't help but feel like they hardly knew their leader at all once more.
