"Hmm? You old bastard, what did you just say?"
A stooped figure who looked to be in his seventies or eighties leaned on a cane, coughing incessantly inside a large private room.
"Miss Ba'al, I may be old, but I'm not that old. If we're really talking about age, you aren't much younger than me, are you?"
"Besides, you're one of Abucado's public faces. Can't you show a little composure? Last time, the Imperial Sequence Angel punched you into space, where you drifted for three days and nights. If the boss hadn't asked Mr. Tu Feibai to bring you back, who knows where you'd be now."
Ba'al, Abucado's Mad Poison.
The woman who had attacked the concert in the Sky Garden.
She was also the member of Abucado who went on the most field assignments.
"You old bastard! You just had to bring that up! I-I was careless! Who could have known that Shaya would still be so strong after being sealed for fifteen Wasteland years?"
"Besides, I wasn't prepared!"
Elder stroked his beard, his narrowed eyes brimming with disdain.
"You were clearly the one who tried to ambush her, failed, and got sent flying with a single punch..."
"Fuck! Say that again, you old bastard!"
Knock, knock, knock-
Someone knocked on the private room's door.
Ba'al stopped what she was doing, clicked her tongue in irritation, and sat on the sofa with her legs crossed.
"Get over there and open the door, you old geezer."
"Sigh..."
Leaning on his cane, Elder opened the door.
He wore an exceedingly kindly smile as he looked at the group of black-robed monsters standing outside, their faces bloodless and their ears pointed.
"Earl Olide, it's been so long. Please, come in."
Olide.
The Vampire Earl dispatched here by the City of Eternal Night.