As Aiwass's command fell, someone coincidentally greeted them from inside.
"That girl's heart is really soft..."
"I actually prefer the liver."
It was a man and a woman, two Sons of the Moon dressed as nobles, walking over while talking and laughing.
They were draped in formal attire, enveloped in warm and moist blood qi, clearly indicating a cruel banquet was taking place inside.
Apparently, they weren't aware of the identity of the guests visiting at this hour.
However, as Sons of the Moon, staying up late was very normal; even going to sleep around eight or nine in the morning was within the normal range—the Sons of the Moon were originally a race more vigorous at night.
So they weren't particularly wary, merely curious about the identity of their kin visiting at this time.
Even from a distance, they were already struck by the beautiful and elegant demeanor of Aiwass and Aleister.
