Seeing the anonymous letter, Angel almost turned around and left immediately. The scene stirred up unbearable memories of receiving Mrs. Sharon's letter in Tingen City and hurriedly packing her valuables to flee.
"Phew, Mrs. Sharon is already dead by my hand."
The memories from those first days after she had "transmigrated" here were simply too vivid. Angel soothed her wounded heart, bent down to pick up the envelope, locked the door, sat down at the table, opened it, and carefully read the letter inside.
To her surprise, this letter had also come from a Demoness of Pleasure. Fortunately, it was not the one from Tingen, but Miss Lola Swann, whom she had met in Backlund and who harbored an inexplicable hostility toward the Demoness Sect.
She had once tried investigating that surname, but as an ancient family, the Swann Family had branched out over many years. They had numerous collateral branches in Backlund, with titles and statuses of every sort, so she had never found anything useful.
The letter contained only an address and an invitation to meet that evening. Yet the fact that it had been slipped into her safehouse in the East Borough undoubtedly carried a more threatening implication.
The address was in Docklands, clearly not this noble Miss's actual residence. Perhaps, like Angel, she had rented it as a safehouse.
"But how did she discover where I lived? Even setting aside her claim that she no longer used divination, divination wouldn't work on me," Angel analyzed as she stroked the Hidden Holy Emblem on her wrist. "Or did she track my movements directly? But after Dominic warned me, I took every precaution against being followed. I even changed safehouses...
"It seems I can't stay here either. I'll have to find somewhere new tomorrow. Fortunately, I paid the