Standing at the entrance to the sheriff's office, Leonid strongly agreed with his teacher's words, but this was someone else's office. They could decorate it however they liked.
The door was open. Leonid politely knocked and poked his head inside.
"Sheriff, is now a good time?"
Datri rubbed his dark circles and set down the Bible in his hand. "There's no bad time. Liero, you and your friends come in and talk."
The three entered the office. Su Ming's first impression of the sheriff was that he looked a little like the Comedian—a typical burly man with a full beard and a slightly reddened neck.
"This is my first time in your office. This is a bit..." Once inside, he realized that what he had seen from outside was only the tip of the iceberg. Even Datri's mouse pad bore a Hexagram symbol.
The sheriff gave a bitter smile. He stood and shook hands with the three of them, lingering curiously for an extra glance at the woman wearing the cat-face mask.
"It's hard to explain. Maybe there are things you haven't seen, but you can't deny they exist. Let's get to business. What brings you to me today? Filing a report? Or do you need mediation for some dispute?"
Su Ming waved a hand, signaling Leonid to step aside and rest, while he went forward to speak with the sheriff. "That big green guy in the swamp told us to find you. He said you were his friend."
Datri took a deep breath. Carefully circling around the one-eyed man, he went to close the office door before continuing.
"Ted sent you? Then some Occult Event must have happened. And Liero, since you came with them, does that mean you're a Warlock too?"
"My real name isn't Liero Nide. I'm