After Green left, Hewlett's expression darkened. The space around him warped and changed, becoming a garden filled with birdsong and flowers in the blink of an eye.
Amid the blossoms, a woman with a graceful silhouette sat on a large swing, swaying leisurely.
"Oh? Has he gone?" she asked without turning around.
"Yes. He refused our terms," Hewlett said, unable to hide his disappointment.
"I expected as much," the woman said lightly. "He isn't someone who can be blinded by profit so easily. After all... he can make tens of millions of Gold Pounds just by selling a single Bone Dragon."
Hewlett's eyes narrowed. He had long suspected Green's identity was false, but he had never uncovered his true origins. From this woman's tone, though, she already knew.
"Who is he, exactly?" Hewlett asked. He was asking on behalf of the giant woman's head hidden behind him as well.
"That question falls outside the scope of our cooperation." The woman rose from the swing and walked toward him, revealing her face.
She was breathtakingly beautiful, no less so than Saintess Xiweina Ye or Cyrabelle. But her gaze was cold and dark. Her eyes were entirely black pupils, with no whites visible at all, making her an eerie sight.
A chilling aura of darkness also emanated from her.
This woman was none other than Miss Akara, leader of the Blind Sisters Society!
Last time, Akara had served as a vessel for the Goddess of the Night's descent and suffered a backlash from Divine Power. But as a deity's chosen, that was nothing she could not overcome. Afterward, she received even greater rewards from the Goddess of the Night. Her strength had advanced again, reaching the very peak of Calamity Rank.
"Of course, the Abyss Club is willing to pay a fair