Love At The Wrong Table

“Haha! You lovebirds can save the affection for later. Let me finish.” Sage grinned awkwardly. “Austin Spencer, Tocvale’s devil instructor, and I are pals. He mentioned

Quintus’ whereabouts when he contacted me about participating in the Nuthana Grand Martial Showdown.”

“Austin Spencer?” Emmanuel recognized the name. In Tocvale, Austin’s reputation rivaled Sage’s as the Northern Region Night Wolf.

“What did he say exactly?”

“He’s here, Emmanuel. Let’s hear it from him together.” With Emmanuel’s nod, Sage contacted Austin.

Soon, a towering devil, around 6 feet 3 inches tall, entered, his build robust and imposing.

Seeing him, Mackenzie took a deep breath, sensing his formidable presence. Is

Emmanuel truly more powerful than him?

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Lowe, Ms. Quillen,” Austin greeted, unaware of Emmanuel’s identity, being polite for Sage’s sake.

He seems formidable,

in greeting without extending her hand.

Quintus’ buddy, and you must be his idol, huh?

been chasing after you! He’s been after you for years, swearing off marriage until he catches you. Looks like

blunt words befitted a military man.

smiled politely.

“Mr. Spencer, heard you’ve got

after the Zelinsky family tore through the Lenoir family, that rascal Quintus headed straight for Dark Night

Is it linked to the Dark Night Club in Onza?” Emmanuel wondered, even considering if it was the club he recently acquired and revamped.

of disdain in his eyes. “Dark Night City’s a whole different beast, not like those small fry spots like Onza, It’s a sprawling metropolis smack dab on Devil’s Island!”

recalled hearing tales about it during his time

Region. “Rumor has it, it’s a haven for big shots from all over. But wha Quintus up to

“He dropped me a line before he took off, saying, ‘Mr. Spencer, I aim to

out a sly chuckle.