While Levi entered the negotiation discussion with Brahmin to create the most satisfactory contract and result for both parties, the same topic was discussed tens of kilometers away from House Zen's estate.
Unlike the peaceful, incense-filled halls of the Zen estate, the headquarters of House Targon was designed to represent their core value... or, their founder's aggressive ambition.
An ancient, cold gothic castle centered on a gigantic maze-like thorny garden... the garden's walls were made out of midnight-dark roses that bloomed only in the presence of darkness.
At the heart of the castle, in a hidden room behind a bookshelf, a meeting was held... at the head of a circular, stripped, web-like table sat Silas Targon, the founder.
He looked like a man in his late thirties with pale skin and a cold, aristocratic face... He was tall and lean, wearing high-collared robes of midnight silk that hid the more disturbing parts of his biology.
