The Centralis is still bustling in the evening.
A black taxi carriage stopped at the entrance of an alley in The Lower District.
Three men in black cloaks got off the carriage.
The coachman joked, "Lads, this is it. Wish you a pleasant evening."
With that, he cracked the whip and drove off with a 'snap'.
"Just... Eek!" Just as she opened her mouth with a deep male voice, Lily shrieked.
Anne, highly accustomed to her new gender, rolled her eyes, "'Eek'? Look at you, pathetic."
Lily: "..."
"It's right here, Knight Locke's wife Milia mentioned it." Anne said with a dour expression.
Sure enough, shortly afterward, a small door in the dark alley opened, and a bald, muscular man looked around, saw no one, and immediately signaled inside.
A few drunk men immediately walked out shoulder to shoulder, but once outside, they quickly separated and maintained a 'safe' social distance of over 2 meters from each other.
