A few days later.
The demonic vehicle in which Mart Sevec and Isirid Merliano were traveling arrived at the marquisate.
Mart's gaze was steady, and at that moment Isirid put on her "pretender's mask" again.
She nodded as she looked at Mart.
The vehicle crossed the perimeter wall entrance and stopped before reaching the mansion.
Mart Sevec, dressed in an elegant tailored outfit, a long-sleeved red shirt with black trim and gold buttons, black pants, and black shoes, got out of the vehicle.
"Marquis Balac Sevec," Mart said in a respectful but firm tone.
The demon, just over two meters tall, with a firm and imposing gaze, eyes whose orange irises seemed to contain the power of an unrelenting fire, an athletic body, reddish skin, and dark red horns on either side of his forehead, reddish hair, and a short beard, dressed in a black uniform with red and gold trim, said to Mart:
"Is what you wrote to me true? You won't back down now, will you?"
