The concrete road had turned dirty from prolonged rain. Two gas lamps, the height of an adult male, along the two sides of the road emitted a bright but misty light due to the moisture on the glass.
A rental carriage drove through the night as the surrounding pedestrians either wore hats or carried umbrellas.
Klein leaned against the wall, idly admiring the evening streets of Backlund.
At that moment, he suddenly felt the temperature inside the carriage drop significantly. A gloomy and cold wind was swirling about.
Klein jerked his head around and saw that Miss Bodyguard, dressed in a black Gothic regal dress, was sitting opposite him without him even realizing it.
Her voice was ethereal and dreamy.
"That Eye of Wisdom sensed my presence."
As expected… Klein nodded, unsurprised. "He has several mystical items; perhaps he sensed you because of them. I even suspect that he has an organization behind him."
