Washington No. 7.
It was hidden beneath an unassuming bar in Washington's commercial district.
Mulciber brought Katelyle and Aila Easton to the entrance of the bar.
His mind was still filled with shock and fear at Katelyle's miraculous abilities.
In a mere instant, he had traveled from the United Kingdom to the United States.
Such a means of teleportation was even more terrifying than Apparition.
Aila Easton, on the other hand, was much calmer.
After all, she had already accompanied Katelyle to find Mulciber.
The Black Bottle Bar.
In its dim, quiet interior, quite a few people were already sitting together in small groups.
The arrival of Katelyle and his two companions drew many eyes.
Some had even recognized Katelyle.
However, none of them acted rashly.
Meanwhile, the bartender here quickly passed the news along.
This was the Veiled Organization's "headquarters," yet Katelyle had appeared here. They could hardly afford not to be cautious.
As for Mulciber and Aila Easton, they did not recognize either of them.
Mulciber glanced at the people around them and said calmly, "It's no surprise that they recognize me."
"Still, this really is the only place I know of at present."
Whether this was the Veiled Organization's headquarters was no longer particularly important to Katelyle.
As long as it was one of their bases, that would do.
"Stop!"
As Mulciber was about to lead Katelyle and Aila Easton through a small door into the underground storeroom, a man dressed as a bartender stepped out and blocked their way.
Not only that, six people appeared behind the three of them.
Each of the six possessed the strength of an Advanced Mage, and they radiated a strong killing intent.
Katelyle did not even turn his head. With a calm smile on his face, he released a burst