The snow continued to fall into the night and was growing heavier.
It's foreseeable that by tomorrow, the entire city of Wenster will be wrapped in a silver cloak, not needing even half a month.
On such a cold, snowy night, the Bolita Family Manor was warm throughout.
Because the fireplace in the house was already lit, and the dining table was filled with steaming hot food.
Today, the main dining room had more people than usual, rather than just Ethan dining alone.
Sitting to Ethan's left was Virel, on his right was Vincent, and Palon sat next to Vincent.
This was a celebratory dinner.
The war had ended more than an hour ago.
At that time, the darkness had just engulfed the sky.
The result of the war was, of course, a complete victory.
The Prohibition Agent invading the crafts factory was nearly annihilated by the ambush Virel had laid in advance.
The Prohibition Agent, after this one time, would again suffer a major blow.
Moreover, Lewis was dead.
