The moon is high at the third watch of the night.
A black-clothed man faintly appears at the edge of the city, heading west.
He is looking for Emma Campbell in the desert, needing to obtain the medicine to relieve his headache.
It is a night of a full moon.
The tranquil earth is shrouded in bright moonlight.
The shadows of the trees flutter, and the clouds are thin.
The black-clothed man hasn't gone far when he suddenly stops.
Standing under a camphor tree, he coldly asks, "Who is following me?"
Then, from a civilian residence's courtyard wall, a man with nimble movements leaps down. It's none other than William Fitz of Jade Palace.
"Where are you going so late?" William Fitz gets straight to the point.
"It's none of your business." The black-clothed man's masked face reveals no clues.
"You're from the Blood Drinkers Den, aren't you?" William Fitz is rather sure. He sternly asks, "Is Ella imprisoned by you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
