Across from a collapsed house in Tingen City's West Borough, an unmarked carriage was parked on the street.
Two people sat inside the carriage, a man and a woman.
The man by the window was quite young, with jet-black hair and sharply defined, aggressive features. His blue eyes were cold, yet a smile lingered at the corners of his mouth.
He looked at the house across the street for a moment before withdrawing his gaze and using his white-gloved hand to brush aside several strands of black hair that had fallen before his eyes.
"Mr. Seer really has terrible luck. If I remember correctly, it hasn't been long since he moved here, has it?"
"One month and three days."
Sitting opposite the man was a tall woman in an elaborate black court dress. Her rare silver hair had been styled into an antique coiffure.
As she flipped through the documents in her hands, she said, "According to the police records, there was a gas leak here that caused an explosion, leading to the collapse of the house."
"Want to make a bet, Ms. Dana? Those Curly-Haired Baboons in white-checkered uniforms definitely took someone's money. The Hunter Club, for example. Anyway, I don't believe that nonsense."
The black-haired man said with a smile.
The silver-haired woman in court dress raised her head. "Your judgment is correct, Mr. Murphy. With Lika Mouna's Crystal Ball, I roughly reconstructed the events of that night."
"It is certain that a Beyonder battle took place here. One side may have been a Devil or a Scarlet Scholar, while the other may have been a Light Priest."
"But you know that item's flaw. It always gives us unclear images and always hides the truth within them, so everything we see can only serve as a reference."
Murphy,