Even though this was just the escort team's rest area, all the corresponding facilities were still fully equipped—massage chairs, food section, entertainment room, and so on—because every "feeding" session of the Upper Echelon Nobility always took an awfully long time.
Anyway, Maria had already smeared quite a lot of Blood Agent on herself—she just seemed to subconsciously keep forgetting one thing: no matter how good this plan was, she was still wearing a hood; looking like this, it was really hard not to draw attention.
Fortunately, the escort squad seemed to have their own dedicated uniforms too—a white uniform with an attached hood—so she pulled the hood up and lowered her head a little.
Do what we can… Master Septcolor Geranium clearly had absolutely no intention of letting her take off the hood—had all the people who'd asked her to make potions before run into this kind of deceptive request?
