It was still the entrance to that bar.
Several minutes after Lucia left.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, picking up a discarded piece of paper from the trash can.
Upon closer inspection.
It was an envelope.
At that moment, the envelope was incredibly smug.
["I, Envelope, am indeed the master's loyal lackey, my intelligence must already be one-tenth that of my master's. What nonsense, Brother Shadow, to think you could stand shoulder to shoulder with me, Envelope?"]
["Hmph, I, Envelope, have already found the fake Brother Shadow. Just you wait, if you dare show your face, I'll certainly kill you."]
Indeed.
The envelope had already found traces of the fake Brother Shadow.
And it had played a cunning trick of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
The current target of that fake Brother Shadow was none other than the girl named Lucia.
