When Fisher returned to his rented apartment by carriage, it was nearly evening. He didn't see Trandell at the doorstep, so he took out his keys, pushed open the door, and entered the room, indeed spotting Trandell clad in a suit with his blond hair slicked back in the living room.
It had been a while since they had last seen each other, and Trandell had grown some stubble on his face, but his complexion wasn't as pale as before, restoring some of the young man's original vigor.
This period, because of matters related to the New Party, had pulled her out of the abyss within the Pink Hall… in a moment.
Lady Martha, trembling with frailty, emerged from the kitchen. Upon seeing Fisher, she walked over joyfully and hugged him, saying,
"Thank God, I heard that Saint Nali University was attacked by a cult, I was very worried about you. I wanted to call your office, but transferring the call would have been too troublesome…"
"I'm alright… Did you make dinner? I smell fried fish."
