The day turned into night. The time on Seth's watch showed ten o'clock at night. Every member of the Fallen Supremacy was already asleep in their own rooms, but the men's and women's rooms were deliberately separated to prevent anything terrible from happening.
Seth was still in his room, alone with no one by his side. Both of Seth's hands held the window and opened it slowly, letting the night air come inside to freshen up the sultry room.
The man turned his head to the right side, looking at the two-story wooden house at the end of the street. If the middle-aged woman had agreed, Seth should have already been there enjoying his reward.
However, Seth had not arrived there yet, and for some reason he felt reluctant to go back there, especially after seeing the body of the middle-aged woman was not so attractive to Seth.
"Huft!"
"It's tiring rescuing people without getting rewarded," Seth complained.
