August 14, Monday.
Hewitt was watering the wax tree saplings not far from the main entrance.
Hewitt looked up and saw through a gap in the vine-covered wall a vague pale figure wandering nearby, seemingly hesitant to knock on the door.
The demon hunter put down the water jug, went to the gate, opened the iron grate door, and invited her:
"Why not come in and sit down?"
Inez nodded.
Hewitt walked back, followed by the silent White Knight.
Hela was sitting in a chair, reading a novel about knights and princesses. For a moment, Inez seemed to smile, but she quickly regained her composure, as if the smile was an illusion.
Instead of asking Tanya to prepare tea, Hewitt gestured for Inez to wait here, then walked alone into the basement, stopping in front of his cabinet.
He contemplated between the spirits and honey wine for a moment before finally taking out the spirits and two glass cups.
