In a dark room barely illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the window, several hooded figures sat together at a round table.
The atmosphere was calm and organized, as if this meeting were very important.
And indeed it was, because this was the monthly meeting of the heads of the empire's biggest underworld organization, Nebulous Veil.
All the figures sitting at the round table held important positions within the organization.
Among those figures sat a young girl looking about sixteen, with deep green curly hair falling down her shoulders and black eyes. Her expression was calm as she listened to other members talk, but internally…
'Just why?! What the hell am I here?!'
…she was scared shitless.
Hazel glanced at the sword attached to her waist and internally gritted her teeth.
'It's all your fault, you stupid piece of metal!'
Moments later, a voice rang in her mind as the sword vibrated slightly.
