"Hmm? Nightfall Bar? Serval, are you sure?"
Hearing the answer, Pela's beautiful eyes, as clear as the sky, filled with surprise.
As an intelligence officer for the Silvermane Guards, Pela knew Belobog's various establishments like the back of her hand.
Naturally, she had heard of Nightfall Bar. After all, there had been quite a few complaints about the bar over the past year.
Although Pela had never been there, she was quite familiar with its circumstances and location.
However, unlike ordinary gathering places, Nightfall Bar was rather unusual. It reportedly even offered some illegal transactions.
"Yes... Nightfall Bar. Although I haven't been there in a while, it shouldn't have changed its name!"
Scratching her head and slightly mussing her pale golden hair, Serval looked embarrassed and hesitant in Belobog's snowy late night.
The way Pela looked at her seemed a little strange, as though she were some sort of weirdo.
Serval had chosen Nightfall Bar simply because she thought its decor was tasteful and its atmosphere elegant and quiet, unlike the many street-side bars filled with noisy clamor that had become places for snowfield adventurers to let loose.
Since they were treating Mr. Lin Feng, they had to choose the best. Of all the bars Serval had visited, that was the only reasonably suitable one.
"Ahem... Serval, just what are you trying to do?"
"Is... is it really okay to take Mr. Lin Feng somewhere like that?"
"And... and we're girls, you know! Going somewhere like that feels wrong no matter how you look at it, doesn't it?"
Pela, who was always calm and composed, now wore a complaining expression, a trace of anger on her normally fair, delicate little face.
It was clear that Pela really did seem a little angry at that moment.
It was not because she