A convoy of three carriages was secretly traveling along the road to Dawn City.
When that fleeting aura came from the direction of Dawn City, a figure suddenly shot out of the largest carriage, which was pulled by six powerful, specially bred warhorses.
The tall figure leaped from the carriage and pressed a hand against it. No matter how the warhorses neighed and pawed at the ground, the carriage could not move forward even an inch.
"Hahaha!"
"Just as expected, it's there!"
"Move out!"
"Pick up the pace and move out!"
Dade laughed loudly.
"Be careful of that guy."
"And if you don't want him to discover you, get back here quickly."
A cold voice came from inside the carriage, making Dade pause.
"Damn bastard."
Dade muttered his dissatisfaction, then climbed straight back into the carriage.
Smack!
The seated figure swirled the wine in his glass.
He was not flustered in the slightest by that fleeting aura.
Because everything had unfolded exactly as he expected.
It had gone even more smoothly than he had imagined.
"Demon Power, Demon Power..."
"It really makes one envious."
In a low voice, the figure set down his wineglass and slowly walked toward the secret room beside him.
He needed to make the next arrangements.
The stage had already been set.
But before the real performance began, a few warm-up acts were still needed.
Buzz, buzz.
The items arranged throughout the room sent back one warning signal after another.
Mimosa had not sensed that fleeting aura.
But the items he carried with him, as well as A-Fu inside the pouch at his waist, had sensed it.
"Was that it?"
Mimosa spoke quietly with his soul companion.
As message after message passed between them, his timid expression became increasingly uneasy.
"Calm down!"
"Calm down!"