In the instructors' lounge of the Vermilion Royal Academy, a dimly lit room remained untouched by the sun's full warmth.
Though the sun was still up and the entire capital was submerged in its warm embrace, this particular room was dark, with faint rays of light slipping through the gaps in the window blinds.
Standing beside the window, with the silver strands of sunlight shining on his face, was a tall man with a pair of differently colored eyes—one red and the other sapphire.
Naturally, this person was Amon, the powerful Level 100 Demon who had traveled all the way from the Demonic Empire to the human domain in search of one person: his liege, the Hound of the Flash Hope Church.
Amon glanced at his wrist, his gaze settling on the low-level bracelet securely wrapped there, and his eyes flashed strangely.
Although this item was only basic and very cheap to come by, it was the only reason he had been able to keep his identity a secret for all these years.
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