Zich stared at the ceiling. The victim was sitting and talking to a soldier nearby. It seemed like she hadn’t calmed down yet, as she let out low cries. The noise creepily crawled across the floor and precisely struck people’s ears. The faces of people around her filled with pity whenever they passed by her. Of course, Zich was the exception. On the other hand, it would have been weirder if he started to sympathize with a woman for crying. Thus, he focused on capturing the culprit.

“Could you tell us the specifics?”

“It happened when she was returning home after a date with her lover.”

Although it was late, many people wandered around even after the sun set in Janmalpi. The streetlamps by the roadsides lit up the area for them. Yet, compared to the daytime, the streets were obviously emptier.

“But she said a strange shadow suddenly ambushed her in the alleyway.”

“A shadow?”

“Yes, that’s how she described her attacker. She said it was a shadow or like black darkness. It swept them away and dragged them into the alleyway.”

Black darkness—if the robed figures were involved, the incident would definitely involve a Demon Person.

‘Was there someone like that?’ No one came...