"Good evening, everyone," Marcus greeted casually.
"Uh…" Jose was again left speechless.
'What's good about this evening?'
But he pulled his thoughts together.
"What's the situation, Professor Jose? If there's a demon of this calibre, shouldn't the holy knights already be here to assist the Amavelle?" Marcus spoke and looked at Duke Valante.
Giovanni Valante, a lean man in a dark grey three-piece suit and a golden cane. Blonde, with dark blue eyes. Behind him stood the vice president of the student council, Lisbon Valante, who was assisting her injured friend, Isabella.
The duke acknowledged Marcus's presence.
"If it weren't for you, we would all have…I'm afraid, lost our lives. I share my gratitude towards you, Count Marcus Rile," Giovanni said.
"An hour ago, this was a normal rift. Pretty much controlled. But things have taken a dire turn within that moment," Giovanni looked at the destroyed estate of Crescenda, and sighed.
