Inside the luxurious villa where Lumian and his companions resided.
Anthony openly observed Naboredisley, who was seated on the sofa diagonally across from him. He appeared exceptionally calm, neither anxious nor impatient, sipping His coffee gently.
This was unlike the Devil pathway Beyonders Anthony was familiar with. Naboredisley's emotions were stable, His demeanor relaxed, and His normalcy gave off an air of abnormality.
Gulp. Ludwig, seated next to Anthony, swallowed audibly.
He, too, was scrutinizing Naboredisley, dressed in formal attire with a neatly tied bow tie.
Naboredisley did not inquire about Lumian's return. Instead, He naturally engaged Anthony in casual conversation about the current state of the protected zones.
After some time, the figures of Lumian and Franca appeared at the edge of the living room.
Lumian instinctively glanced at Naboredisley, smiling without concealing his surprise.