Under the dark night sky.
In the main mansion of the Sevec Marquisate.
In the elegant, spacious study.
A demon began to materialize as a dark shadow that gradually took shape on the armchair facing a luxurious wooden desk.
The dark shadow gradually took on a tangible form, and the demon assumed a distinct shape.
A yawn.
And a demon with messy black hair, pale skin, dark circles under his eyes, a slender body, and dull gray horns opened his eyes.
"I hope they'll let me rest a little longer now," muttered Sloth.
Yawn.
The demon's hair turned reddish, his skin became pure white, his dark eyes turned blue, and his horns turned dark red again.
"Through the Sloth, I could sense two forces: one watching me warily from the direction of the great mountain range, and others whose location I couldn't pinpoint," Mart Sevec thought, looking pensive.
Mart's clothes changed to a black long-sleeved shirt, black pants, and a red and gold tunic over his clothes.
Rattle! Rattle! Rattle!
