After a brief moment of darkness, Bologue and Nesanel left the Inverted Hall together. This time, instead of appearing directly in the gray corridor, they found themselves in another dark space.
Bologue remembered this; Nesanel called it the Audience Chamber. This mysterious space, like the Inverted Hall, could block the Devil's prying eyes, but among the many Devils, it mainly guarded against Belphegor within the House of the Rising Sun.
The Order Bureau never trusts the Devil, and no rational person should.
"Anything you want to say?"
Nesanel waved his hand, and two chairs appeared in the dim space. Bologue and he sat down, and Nesanel raised his hand again, drawing a bottle of wine from the void.
Bologue was no longer surprised, remembering this same demeanor from last time.
Sipping the sweet liquid, it slid down his throat like cold water onto an overheated engine, causing Bologue to feel a tingling sensation, and his heavy consciousness lightened considerably.
