"Are you sure this is the place?" Arianell asked incredulously.
She and Bennet stood before the entrance to the underground bar, the place so shabby that she couldn't believe it was the lair of the infamous King of the Underworld.
Today was finally the day when she could meet with the information broker.
"Bennet, you stay up here, I will go alone."
"My Lady, that might not be a good idea…" The butler was being careful, but Arianell wasn't worried.
Luan only attached two knights waiting at the carriage, and Bennet with her, meaning that the person she was going to meet would pose no threat to her.
She went down the stairs alone, making sure her long black cloak with the hood covered her properly. She was afraid that hiding like this would attract too much attention to her, but as soon as she stepped into the open bar underground, she found herself at some secret black magic cult gathering.
