At 6:42 P.M., on a plane from France to O'Hare International Airport in Chicago…

“…Being on a plane for twelve hours was hard enough, but I can’t believe I have to be on one for another nine hours. Sob, sob, sob,” Jin Seok-Tae whined.

“Get some sleep,” Cha Ye-Eun said.

“I want to, but I can’t,” Seok-Tae wailed.

Not paying much attention to Seok-Tae, Ye-Eun leaned back against her seat. She normally spent her flights resting comfortably in first-class seats, but she was now in a business-class seat, leaving her somewhat uncomfortable.

However, Ye-Eun had no other choice, as these two seats were the only ones she had been able to choose. Usually, fewer than half of the first-class seats would be booked, but there were no empty seats today. Considering that Yeong-Geun was in an economy-class seat at that moment, Ye-Eun and Seok-Tae were in the lap of luxury.

After their coincidental encounter with Chang-Sun’s group at the airport, Ye-Eun and the others had needed to hurriedly buy tickets on the same plane because the Team L members were heading to Chicago. That was why they were on this plane right now.

Thump!

‘…Man, this is exhausting,’ Ye-Eun thought as she massaged her right shoulder, almost burying herself in the seat. Even though her seat on the previous plane had been comfortable, since it was a first-class seat, she had still felt tense; now, she was on a plane once again, but without the same luxury. She stretched in her seat, her gaze turning sharp.

‘Lee Chang-Sun… The Tyrant isn’t a demonic being.’ 

Her demonic being screening test was not foolproof....