Backlund North Borough, Saint Samuel Cathedral.
At ten in the morning, the largest Church of Evernight cathedral in the Loen Kingdom was at its quietest. A group of men and women in black trench coats entered in orderly formation and followed the long, narrow aisle toward the Great Prayer Hall, flanked by exquisite murals and stained-glass windows.
At their head was a middle-aged man with long hair at his temples and gentle features. He carried a gold-inlaid black cane under one arm and a document case in his hand.
Behind him came four younger followers, three men and one woman. They wore trench coats as well, and their quiet footsteps unconsciously fell into rhythm.
They were a team of Nighthawks' Red Gloves led by Soest. Having solved a serial murder case in Constant and captured two members of the Devil Family, they had returned to Backlund for some rest.
As they were off duty, they wore no conspicuous red gloves. They entered the Great Prayer Hall quietly, passed the few worshippers inside, and headed toward the altar.
At the rear of the group was a young man with black hair, green eyes, and a casual hairstyle. He wore the same black trench coat as his teammates.
He straightened his coat, which had only two buttons fastened, glanced over the worshippers in the Prayer Hall, and sighed.
"I hope we can rest in Backlund for a few more days this time. Even a Sleepless can't keep up this kind of exhausting travel forever."
"No telling. We might have a week or two, or we might leave again tomorrow. You should have known that when you joined the Red Gloves, Leonard."
Soest, walking at the front, answered with a chuckle.
He dismissed the team and let the others sit on the benches