In a sunlit room in the Upper District, Brother Blue, one of the Intruders, prepared breakfast while replying to messages from his team.
Brother Blue: Rather than the fact that the marquis's information couldn't be read, I'm more concerned about the Modified Ghoul mentioned in the message. It shouldn't have appeared at this point. This is a question mark script, after all. Unreadable character information isn't exactly unheard of. So, do you know where that Modified Ghoul ended up?
Xiao Lin: Apparently, the marquis took it away for some kind of experiment.
Brother Blue: Actually, Old Bai sent me some information before you did. Honestly, I'm starting to suspect that the Night Races were already active before the crimson moon storyline began.
Xiao Lin: Huh?
In the library of the Marquis's Residence.
Cheng Yu held the Profession Book William had obtained for him, leafing through it absently while looking somewhat helplessly at the young married woman weeping before him.
An elegant, beautiful woman in an exquisite gown and a lace hat dabbed at her tearful eyes with a silk handkerchief as she complained to Cheng Yu.
"Cousin, Blake has gone completely mad. He actually dared to shout at me! Over some lowly slave from another race, he dared to shout at me!"
Yes, the young woman before him was Viscountess Blake, a very distant relative of the identity Cheng Yu had assumed this time. Her surname wasn't even Constantine.
Strictly speaking, Viscount Blake was more closely related to him by blood than this woman was, but under the clan's customs, she was indeed his younger cousin. Marriages among nobles were, frankly, just a matter of keeping things within a sprawling family.
Normally, Cheng Yu wouldn't have wanted anything to do with this tiresome nonsense. But through the thread of